The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1902-08-01

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:" Il don't think we appreciated him.
1 said, trying to give gentler turn
to the conversation. When he was
gone I realized that I had learned a
lot of things from him.
"'Did, Ell? Well, I taught him q
few said Oleander, glibly.
"'He seemed to be quite we'll in
formed, as men co. I said.
"'Well, you ought to know said
Oleander.
by this time I had begun to suspect
that Oleander's manner was simply
an unpleasant pose, so 1 turned my
back to her and picked up a maya
zine.
'She gave sort of horse laugh and
went off chuckling in most horrible
way.
"'Odd sort of person, isn't she?' I
said to Ethel.
oh, she's always like that said
Ethel. She's such fun! She's the wit
test girl in the club and as quick as
fash
We'll, she's too speedy for me-
said I, 'and if you've any more like
her, just keep them off. 1 can't quite
assimilate that buoyant personality
of hers
about a month after Ethel sent
me two tickets for the Comb and
Brush clubs vaudeville peri
"I can't be there she wrote; I'm
going to Florida, but I want you to
go and am sending you these tickets
with my compliments and much love-
But I thought of Oleander Hook
and weakly capitulated by deciding
1 wouldn't go. I'd have to cut her,
and Oleander seemed so explosive
there was no knowing what might hap
pen.
'But that day in came Mrs. Fairfax,
cousin of Ethel's, and 1 told her 1
wasn't going and asked her if she
didn't want the tickets.
"'But you must come she said.
It's going to be such fun
$50 l went with Mrs. Fairfax. In
the distance as we entered 1 saw
Oleander. She had on another doggy
looking gown and derby hat.
Fancy! in the evening! She fastened
her gaze on me, but looked through
her.
'She kept coming nearer and near
er, smiling broadly at me, but just
didn't see her. Then she sat down
near me and began to talk loud to
another girl. I paid no attention
whatever to her.
FINALLY she leaned over and
plucked me by the sleeve. 1 know
it's a Shakespearean sort of express
sion, but that's just what she did.
She caught the sleeve between her
finger and thumb and gave it little
tug just as fox terrier would do
with its teeth.
81 looked around and coldly con-
fronted her, grinning broadly.
"'Oh, 1 said, Miss Hook, l believe,
isn't it?'
"'That's just who it is began the
dreadful girl, you didn't see me, did
you?'
"'Yes, saw YOU I said.
"'Well, you didn't know me then,'
she blurted.
'You-e-had a different hat on,
I believe, when 1 met you,' 1 said,
eying the derby.
"'Do you always know people by
their hats?' she said.
"'Not always; only sometimes I
replied.
"Mrs. Fairfax came to the rescue
here.
"'Isn't it delightful EVENING" she
said
"I suppose it u.s. said. But I'm
SO easily scared
"'Terrible thing to have such shy
disposition said Oleander.
"'You're not troubled THAI way,
Miss Hook remarked.
"'Oh, I'm all right she said. I'm
on earth and don't you forget it,
"'You'H not let me forget it, fear,'
I said.
"I'd hate to be dead on said
Oleander.
"'I wish I could share your views
I remarked.
"'Oh, be chubby she said. Life is
| too short to chew the rag. Let us go
TO the lrapeZe, Lazy Jane.
81 moved out of Miss Hooks aura.
Her relentness gaze followed me. I
felt and I knew that she was saying
things.
"About three weeks after I got a
note written on the heavy paper Of
the Comb and Brush club with the odd
emblems of the association engraved
on top. The writing looked as though
it had been done with match dipped
in stove polish. 1t said:
Dear Lady Jane: We're 81 to the bad on
our vaudeville show and I guess it's about
up to you your name isn't down among
| the purchasers and you must have crawled
| in under the tent. But it won't do, old girl!
Just drop that high and mighty touch me-
not air of yours long enough to cough UP
! So! And be quick about it. See? Faithful
| ly yours, OLEANDER HOOK,
Treasurer the Comb and Brush.
N. Y. Sun.
| Proof Sufficient.
4 "Why,", said the man who was try
| mo to sell me horse, "a woman can