Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1901-11-29

ly victorious in these battles, but that
did not trouble him one bit. He al
ways came back for another fight, and
it was not long before the other young
men began to avoid Jennie Callahan.
They argued. not untustly. that there
were more desirable things i'm life than
the companionship of a girl for whom
one had to fight three times a night.
| They preferred a less strenuous life.
and they found it-away from Jennie
While these maneuvers cleared the
| field of rivals, it by no means improv-
| ed the standing of Harry Mum with
| Jennie Callahan. The names which
| the indignant maiden bestowed upon
| Harry were many and curious, but
they did not disturb his equanimitv
"Will you marry me?" he asked. at
| the end of such a TRADE.
mot If you were the very last man
in the world. | wouldn't" shrilled
the enraged Jennie.
you look pretty when you're mad
| like that" commented Harry, com
| posedly you ought to have your
picture taken so. BY the way. YOU
never gave me that picture | asked
| for. When do | get it?"
you don't get it," snapped Miss
| Callahan. "If you get a picture of me
you'll have to steal it; and you won't
ever get a chance to do that"
ooh, ! don't know" said Harry
Mum, airily, and then added, enigmat-
| ically, Just you wait and see. my
dear"
81 hate you" said Miss Callahan.
Harry Mum grinned
Next day Miss Callahan had occa-
sion to go for a walk She was look
| ing her best and she knew it.
| Moreover she felt cheerful, because
! for the first time in a week she had
| seen no signs of Harry Mum. As she
neared the corner however, the sound
! of a step beside her made her glance
| around and she found that ANNOYING
| parsonage at her side. He raised his
| hat. Miss Callahan elevated her chin
| and swept on. Harry Mum. wearing
a look of great interest and joy, kept
| close beside her. This made Miss
Callahan so cross that she turned the
corner quickly-and plunged fairly
| into the focus of a carefully arranged
| camera. There was a click and it was
all over.
Did you get us, ALP" inquired Mr..
Mum. yep" replied the operator.
tersely. and then fed before an indig-
nant young woman with parasol
That picture didn't pan out right"
said Harry Mum. coOly, next day.
| The light was wrong, or something.
Wen try another when you get ready
you won't do anything of the sort "
said Miss Callahan. "If you bother me
any more I'll have you arrested, that's
what I'll do"
And so incensed was Miss Callahan
that she kept rigidly to her house dur
ing daylight, only venturing out after
| dark. Even then she was alert for at
tempted flashllght pictures. but the
willy Mr. Mum knew that flashlight
snapshots are uniformity unsuccess-
full. Therefore Harry Mum resorted
to strategy.
Just opposite the home of Miss Cal
lahan was a fire alarm box. Harry
Mum obtained a camera. focused il
carefully for distance, went to the fire
alarm box-and turned in fire alarm.
He counted on feminine curiosity
triumphing over caution. and he was
not disappointed. No sooner did Miss
Callahan hear the changing of the fire
gongs than she ran to the window
opened it and leaned far out to watch
the galloping horses and the shining
engines. She did not notice that. right
across the street, Harry Mum was
winding up Photographic film and
pressing the button as quickly and as
often as his limited knowledge Of
camera manipulation would allow
Miss Callahan remained at the window
for some time and was surprised and
shocked at the language of the fire
men, who were loudly complaining
that someone had turned in a false
alarm
Next day Miss Callahan was again
called to the window by the excited
changing of the fire gongs. How was
she to know, poor unsuspecting girl,
that on the previous day Harry Mum
had forgotten to take the cap off the
lens of his camera. Once more the
firemen came and once more the at
mosphere quivered with dismay, for
two false alarms from the same spot is
trying to even the most patient fire
men.
There was talk in the engine house
that night, for one driver, more oh
servant than his fellows, had noticed
that each time there had been a false
alarm a young man with camera had
been stationed at Sixteenth and Chi
cago streets. At first the driver said.
he thought the man with the camera
was trying to photograph him, and he
had braced himself for the ordeal A
second look, however, convinced this
observing fireman that the camera
was pointed at a young woman who
was leaning far out of a window across
the street. The inevitable policeman
was in the engine house at the time,
and he listened to the suspicious of the
driver.
When that same box rang in again
next day, just when the sun was at its
best, two plain clothed policemen ac-
companied the fire apparatus to Chi
cago and Sixteenth streets. There
was Harry Mum, very busy with his
camera, for although he had secured a
pretty good picture of Miss Callahan
the day before, an interfering horse
had fiicked his tail at the wrong mo-
ment and had thereby endowed Miss
Callahan with a pair of Photographic
whiskers foreign to her usual appear
ance.
For this reason Harry Mum wanted
one more trial. The more So as in
despairing to move his inamorata from
her strategical position, he had that
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