The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1900-12-31

looking somewhat troubled. 1T got It
from a pirate when he was dying. Rum
thing; / cut him down, so L don't know
why he should have made me his leSatee.
For no good purpose, I've sometimes
thought. Beastly grinning thing!'
"a perfect darling! But I'm sure-Im
sure-oh!" Norah clapped her hands
and drew Leonard to the Chinese Jar
near tho sofa. Il knew Id seen some
thing like 1t before. Here it is!''
Leonard followed the line of her out
stretched finger, and saw that the same
odd little figure was painted on the jar
In yellow and green and Elarhg vermil-
ion. Thereon it was depicted sitting In
a cockleshell boat tip tilted on the
crests of stiff waves, and overhead the
characters on the golden IDOLS stomach
reappeared In azure. What their mean
ing might be Leonard was not sufficient
| ly philologistic to tell.
Il should think 1t is the Chinese Idea
OF the DEVIL" said he. II never saw so
evil a face. Queer it should be on the
| jar"
I'VE used to call this thing on the Jar
| The Boojum You know Lewis Carols
poem, Leonard. And now have Boo
jun of my own. a golden Boojum with
a wicked. wicked little eye"
Jayne looked at the glittering ugliness
on the mantelpiece.
| "Wish had not brought the Joss" said
he, biting his fingers. 'I don't feel al
together comfortable about It,"
| "Since when?"
"Well. to tell you the truth not since
/ saw that Chinaman on the pier. He
what the dickens is the matter with that
door?"
| The handle was certainly rattling 10
most mysterious manner. and there was
| NJ
found IT! It's those brats! Come I'm. can't
| you?"
The door opened and Teddys red head
appeared. On seeing Norah and Jayne
| together, Il withdrew, and a loud Knock
| ing ensued. With a vexed laugh the
| lieutenant threw open the door, upon
| which Fancy and Teddy, arm In arm.
| nounced into the room, singing at the
pitch Of their voices: Hail to the bride
groom, Hail to the bride" This cpl
thalamium was ended by Norah pincling
Teddy till he squealed. and Leonard
throwing a sofa cushion at Fancy's head.
In the midst of much laughter. Mrs.
Wharton came in.
Il suppose you don't want any tea,
she said, sadly.
"Of course they DON'T" cried Teddy.
'"They live on love"
"Shut up. young Vyse. Come. Noran'
We III nave no peace now
"Gummy, what a lovely chow-chow!'
said Fancy, elegantly, and began to finger
the idol.
20, Fancy no young lady says-eays--
thdt word" Mrs. Wharton could not
bring herself to repeat the slang.
isn't 1T lovely?" said Norah Leonard
brought il TO me-"
"Yes; and Leonard's since decided that
he'll take it away"
"Oh how beastly meant What jolly
old buster just like the Boojum!'
ut Is the Boojum, Fancy
The schoolgirl shrieked joyfully. and
FASTENED to compare the image with the
picture.
children. children, como TO tea" walled
Mrs. Wharton.
JAYNE looked at the idol. Ito could not
account for the uneasy feeling that had
come over him in connection with 1t. lie
tried to persuade himself that he was
making a mountain out of a molehill.
and followed Norah and hec mother into
the next room Fancy and Teddy remain
ed skylarking behind. but ultimately
1 sneaked IN looking rather crestfalen.
However, no one took any notice of them.
The lovers were intent upon each other'
and Mrs Wharton was keeping up mon
oloeue on the wlckedncss OF servants.
The servant question was a very proml-
ncnt one in Trafalgar Villa.
I'm sure [ don't know what girls are
coming TO-" lamented Mrs. Wharton
"They call themselves ladies' and won't
do anything L wish We had Chinese
cheap labor. that do.
well" said Teddy, who was recovering
his spirits, there was n Cinnamon on
the pier today. I'll hunt him out Tor you
/ and engage him as a housemald.
"IIouseman," corrected Fancy, with her
mouth full you'll do nothing OF the
6ort. He'd cut all our threats"
Fancy shrieked her mother. you
curdle my blood"
"Wen, he's such q pig. I always
thought So"
Have YOU seen him about here before.
Fancy?" asked Jayne. uneasily-
Miss Prims pupil winked over her tea
cup. "Once or twice. He's been lodging
round the pier for the last week. asking
when tho Chinese squadron was coming
/ home"
.What?'' Leonard half rose.
Bother! You've made me sDoa my
| tea -
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