Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1900-02-06

ct him with chin straight out When
Polly holds her chin so. one usually
does as she likes. The officer stared
through the glass an Instant and then
turned to Miss Stanton.
s.She'n come out of there all right
You come with me to a patrol box
Miss Stanton meelIly walked awny
with him. In about i've minutes they
came back and sat down on the steps.
Polly pulled an easy chair to the win
dow, slipped into It and leisurely be
gan to pull of her gloves.
So they sat until the patrol wagon
drove up. into which Miss Stanton was
bundled with little ceremony. Then
the policeman came up the steps to
the window.
Look here. he called out. .'Tm tired
of thisi Come on out of theres
Polly calmly took Off her hat and
eyed 1t critically with head a trifie to
one side.
If you don't, IN smash the window
and come after youl You'll come then. I"
Perhaps he would have done so-for
he had but little temper left-had not
the man who owns the house come up
the steps Just then with his wife. To
him the officer turned.
Robbers have been trying to get in
to your house, Mr.. Wilson," he called
out
"RobbersF' exclaimed Mr.. Wilson.
Thieves In my housel where?"
screamed his wife.
"oh, we've got 'em tight enough" !"
said the policeman. zones in the par
lor now. She got In through the win
dow"
What! Women thieves?" Mrs. VIII
son ran up the steps, and within the
window sat Polly. leaning back. with
her hat in her lap, which sight almost
sent her into Mysteries.
There's one of them!' she screamed.
pointing to Polly. "Sitting there Just
as II she owned the place! oh. the
creatureY
Yes. seen her just as she and
t'other one was trying to get in,'' the
officer said complacently. T'other
ones in the wagon"
The frantic Mrs. Wilson made rush
for the patrol wagon. Miss Stanton
thrust out her head
Its me-it's just me-Miss Stan
ton," she said plaintively.
Miss Stanton! Well, of all things
my new roomer!" Mrs. Wilson stopped
short. What are you doing in thereY
How did you get in thereg
They put me In, said Miss Stanton
mournfully.
Then came the explanation. And
then Mr. Wilson said something to
the policeman. What that was Polly
does not know.
81 couldn't hear" she explained to
me when she had finished telling the
story.
Probably told him that he was a
policeman" l suggested.
Polly shook her head as she dropped
a slice of lemon into her tea. mo;
think he called him fool"
(which is the same" said 1, with
feeling that was very clever. But
how did it all end?"
Its ended. That's all there is to
Polly looked at me in silence for a
full minute. But Polly is never long
without a word.
Wasn't it simply awful?" she said.
shaking her head with wide eyed, shiv-
ering solemnity. ut was shockingr
Then an Irrepressible smile displaced
the gravity of her face, and she laugh
ed, her head thrown back just enough
to reveal the birdlike pulsings of her
throat
ut was funny, thoughts now. 1t
wasn't then" Her eyes were bright
with mirth tears.
She leaned forward, dropped her chin
into her hands and gazed at me half
smiling, half blushing.
"You'n never tell. Tom. That's
good boy-don't"
tion.
mo. of course you won't" said
Polly.
"of course not" said 1.
But Polly win never see this.-Chl-
cago Journal.
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