The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-12-13

and Tom, like the exasperating old mole
he is, is letting her spin her webs while
he goes around trying to make that
, Dusenberry fright have a good time
| wish there wernt airy men.
Flo.
Glen Alder, Aug. II.
Old Chum-How goes the camping, say
you? Slap-up I've heard that duty per-
formed made a rainbow in the SOUL and
reckon it does, but the performance of
it, or rather the overperformance of it,
like to have get me into an elegant mess
for a little while. Flo has repented of
her good decd forty times a minute, but
then Flo's good dead wasn't performed
very cheerfully in the first place.
I'm afraid 1 might have effaced my
rainbow at one time, by mauing G.. v,
if I hadn't reflected that that wasn't
the most approved manner of settling
rival in these days, and besides l might
get licked, myself. But I didn't even
have to call him out, as it happened. The
original scheme was that G.. V. and l
We're to take turns helping Penelope Dus-
enberry have a good time; and the little
girl isn't bad company, at all, if she is
freckled; she can say more original
things with less talk than any girl l
know; so / put in my best Heks for her
enterta1nment-me just as innocent as an
amiable oyster, when all of a sudden L
found Flo going demented with rage, and
G. V. and Zellie (my ZellieD strolling
about together and getting entirely too
spoony and moony. That's when want
ed to maui George. And OH how my
sweet Y. snubbed me- and acted like
bad tempered spitfire of kitten fortu-
nately, she overdid the business a little,
and it let in glimmer of light to my old
brain. She wouldn't have been so snunky
to me, just on G. VS. account. So when
[ found her weeping all by her lone, OH
a log in the edge of the camping ground,
| sailed into the consolation business like
a duck. She said she was crying be-
cause a great woolly spider frightened her
and l automatically swallowed the spider
fiction and put my arm around her to
protect her from any more spiders. And
l give you my word, 1 haven't had a
lucid interval since. And she had been
jealous of Pen. Dusenberry!
AS for G.. ", the shoe may be on the
other foot now, and he may at this min
ute be laying for me, ready to do some
mauling himself. Poor old boy, hope he
won't be desperate enough to wind up
his earthly career because I've got Zellie
back. OF course it's tough on him, but
he ought to bear up, and reflect that he
can still be useful citizen and do some
little good in the world, if he can't have
the only girl any fellow could want
LES, the camping nunmlng Sue
cess. Tom.
Glen Alder, Aug 20.
Dear Old Dick-Congratula me, but
don't ever ask me what l saw in her
to admire, ETC.; I don't know where the
charm is and 1 don't try to fathom It,
All know is that the other girls are to
me like faded out dimity beside some
quaint, rich, oriental silk compared with
this Penelope, the girl with red hair and
yellow specks in her gray eyes. Floretta
says she doesn't know how to dress.
don't know how that may be; she had
on thin black dress today, null, or
calico, or swiss-I don't know what stuff
twas made of, but it made her hair look
like twisted copper with gold in the
curves. and her complexion between the
freckles) like the petal of rose. She has
freckles. / always liked best those crisp
looking speckled apples that were lit
lie tart but sweet and favored like the
very breath of an orchard in the fullness
of bloom time.
was a bit afraid Tom was about to
lose his head, just at first, and I found
my anxiety was shared by Zellie Waters;
poor, dear little girl. She always re-