Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1903-01-22

maven ndu time, as yet, TO WASH
lot and have them ready for use"
He started for the entrance to the
cellar.
"Ill come down some day and help
you wash them up" Dolly called after
him.
Il shall hold you to your PROMISE
Miss Dorothy" he replied a moment
later, as he returned to where the sis
tiers stood.
Much help she would be-" Julia re-
marked sneeringly "She will not help
to wash the plate and china at home,
even"
as that an exact statement of the
facts In the case, sister mine?' Dolly
asked sober1g. Remember you are
church member-and must tell the
truth, the whole truth, and nothing but
the truth.
We'll, you do assist me occasionally"
Julia answered, smiling in spite of her.
self; but it is under protest, usually"
Il thank you for making the correc-
ton" Dolly said, pursuing her lips and
fetching sweeping bow.
And stand corrected" returned
Julia.
Then all three laughed good-humor-
eddy.
Jep had kept silent-for wonder
observing the thrusts and parties of
the others, and chuckling to himself.
Now he advanced to the counter and
picking up the book lying thereon,
closely scrutinized the title, remark
ing as he did so:
Just want to see what kind of a
book you've been readin', Miss Julia.
I'm some fer books myself read one
clean through last winter. don't jest
remember what its name was; but II
was crackin good book. Airly Chand-
Ter lent it to me to read. Queer, can't
recoleCt name of it. 1t had heap in
bout Injins, an outlaws, an wildcats
an things like that. Well, I'll be dog
goned! Miss Julia, you amt one O.
them women, are your"
No; she's an old woman" Dolly
giggled.
why do you ask the question, Jep?"
inquired Julia, conescendingly
wy, | see you've ben readin' poll
tics"
"Politics!" exclaimed both young
women.
Eyes, politics." tapping the book with
his finger
That's not history of political par
ties" Julia explained, with more grac-
iousRes than she had yet shown; NOR
has it to do with their platforms or
principles"
That's all right" Jep interrupted,
obstinately shaking his head Maybe
you can make me b'lieve that; an then
ag'in maybe you can't. can tell what's
In jug, by smellin' the cork, bout
AS wells the next one, | reckon; an |
can guess what's in a box by readin
the name on the back. An what does
1t say right there, ?"-Pointing
triumphantly at the gilt title-"The
Popocrat at the Breakfast Table"
"Oh, Jep. you'll kill mel" cried
Dolly, convulsed with laughter.
You've mistaken the contents of the
jug this time" said Marlowe, also
laughing heartily. You'd better smell
the stopper again"
81 can read just as well as you can,
young Teller" retorted Tucker, slightly
nettled.
"But read it again-read it. Jep,"
Julia cried lnsistently. showing the
book under his nose. ITS The Auto
crat of the Breakfast Table,"
II don't care what you call IT," he
answered, doggedy, "autocrat, popo-
crat, r plutocrat, "a ristocrat. Demo-
crat. They're all one, anyhow recli-
on read the papers. You folks is try
IN to fool me-like Miss Dolly done
one day last summer, when was weed
in ONT the fow'r beds for 'er NAM
my"
And Jep griAned insanely.
What did she do?" inquired Mar
lowe, anxious to hasten the inevitable.
IVY, ! was tinkerin' round the
flow'r beds, an Miss Dolly she was
playin' on the pianner in the parlor.
1t was kind o. purity rattle-to-bang,
ding-a-ling-ling tune; an | moseyed up
to the open winder an asked 'er what
key she was playin' it in.
Z" In minor, says she.
What minor?' says |.
Then she laughs and says-'Asia
Minor
so thought I'd show my smart
ness by sayin' no, you amt: you're
playin' it in Babylon. But It didn't
pan out as expected; fer she downed
me by askin' if Babylon wasn't in Asia
Minor, and"
do hush, Jep!" Dolly interrupted.
stamping her little foot. ut is cruel
in you to betray my miserable attempt
at fun making. Keep still now-or I'll
never give you any more sherbet when
you are tired and hot"
AN will you treat me ag'in some
time, if I'll shut my flytrap an keep
still?'
"Yes-yes."
"All right--it's a bargain. An fer
fear might Sergit my good resolution.
I'll go out to the barn an go to work.
Yum'yum. ! can taste that cold stuff
yit."
Julia heaved a sight Of relief as the
yoluble oddly passed through the
door. Then picking up her book and
bottle OF perfume. she said:
What with Dolly's faults. and what
with Jep's insanities and fathers &C.
centricities,I lead merry and care-free
existence. Mr.. Marlowe. But come out
to church next Sabbath and learn