Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1901-05-16

CSpSc1dA deHSht- VINO else Weeded II
and watered thy spasms?
"oh. Nudge, right on my beautiful
Emperor William!"
Better watch cut. He isn't the
kind of a fellow to step on; no. sir.
1 say, Jess
No, don't say it. You must not
talk to me now, while I'm arranging,
Rain. 1t distracts me. Doesn't your
mother need you to-to-beat eggs
or something's"
"our eggs can't be beat" respond
ed Lorain, promptly. Think of
something else"
"WeI, to light the fire, then" with
a malicious glance at the mop Of red
hair.
no, 1 lighted that before 1 had the
pleasure of meeting you, fair ladye.
I stood on my head over the stove
lid, you know, and"
Train Cox, Don't you hear voices
calling you?"
shes got me COMPOUNDED with Joan
of Arc" soliloqaized Rain in a stage
whisper. ST remind her of that noble
maid"
AOu EcI4tlIEu nIe tHdI II never rains
but it pours-there, do run off. That's
the very best pun / can make, with
the governor on my mind. How do
you expect I'm going to get ready for
the re~ception?"
After the roses were picked and
tossed into bowls with happy aban-
don-Jessica was a born artist for
flower efects-there were the pansies
to arrange in low glass dishes. 1t
took several trips to the beds in the
garden. On the last N Jess discov-
cred a huge placard conspicuously
fastened to the mulberry tree. please
do not talk to the motorman,' it read.
1T looks a little Rainy" Jess said
aloud. Her brown eyes danced with
delight. She exulted in that boys
pranks. They had grown out of pima
fores and kits, side by side, with only
the hawthorn hedge to keep them
apart-which it never did. They had
SPARED and guarreled ard taken COM
fort together. The mischief one alone
could not devise, the pair of them had
always been able to compass.
" say, Jess"
why. it is Raining"
"Oh, / say, Jess, let's be sensible,
just 10 see what the sensation is. See,
I'll be the governor and you receive
me-. Put on all the frills, now"
"Oh, will he come in that way?"
m%urInured Jess in surprise. why,
Lorain Cox" She added. For she
had discovered his rig. He had on a
tall silk hat and carried a gold-headed
cane. His tall, lank figure was
Strengthened and dignifed, and the
dr~essing-case in his hand completed
the disguise perfectly. He might have
been the governor himself. The boy
had seen that dignitary and was
copying all his little tricks of man
ner with artful pains. Jess recog-
nized the limitation and shrieked
appreciation.
Now, then-go ahead, practice
while the sun shines. why don't you?"
But l can't see it shine-through
hat tall silk hat" objected Jess in
nocently.
ooh, look here. don't you see I've
powdered my hair? Call that red?"
Lorain lifted the tall hat for a mo-
mentary glimpse of his four-whitened
locks. Then the reception began
and went on hiiariously. Midget. the
only spectator, was overcome with
shyness at the strange "guvvynor's"
impressive manners, and fed into the
house to Bridget unceremoniously.
"A1I right, curtain falls. You'll do,
Jess" sighed Lorain, hopping his
heated face.
"You do very well yourself" Jess
returned generously. ST wish you
were the governor, Rain, honest. I
dread him"
governor. What are we coming TOP"
Coming to grief. I feel it in my
bones. / know / shall slip up some
way" groaned Jessiea.
"There, there, don't worry. Bless
your little heart, amt I here? By
my broadsword 1 swear to help you
out of whatsoever scrapes you do fall
into"
"Good boy!" murmured Jess.
It would not have happened but for
two circumstances. Those were Jes-
sica's near-sightedness and the gov
ernor's special train. Together they
%conspired against her. If she only
hadn't been so proud about wearing
her glasses, and the terrible little
narrow-gauge road from the junction
down hadn't put on airs and a spe-
cial train for the distinguished guest.
Late in the afternoon, Midget's
good behavior gave out and she de-
manded amusement peremptorilv.
She would have no more of sitting
still, in her best dress, with her
small brown fingers clasped in
anguish. Change! change! there
must something happen.
"oh, Nudge, just a little while long
err" coaxed Jess. you'll get all 'un-
ironed.'"
SCI are it now,' walled Midget, "an'
I've smelled the 'fumery all out o my
hangerchief. I'm goin' out an roll a
summersault. that's what"
midget Collier, moi"
Fright straight this minute"
threatened the child.
'"Then Wen do something nice
'summersaults,' my!"
whats it goin' to be. Jessie Col
"why let me see-why," %cogitated
weary Jess. Then her eyes bright
ened with inspiration. The very
'Vve'n water the lawn, Nudge,
uba+ss che cried tEWith the