The Montgomery advertiser., 1905-04-12
Our Daily Sport Story

she cried, with rigid determination in her eyes and voice. I'm goin' to say yes. this very night. so there! I'll show pap I won't be crossed in this way" Salome threw the door wide like an angry tragedienne.
 The 1.-the, nervous figure of the mother stood in front of the indignant daughter.
 You mean, it, really gospel true?" peering through the glass at the flushed beauty.
 T do, and I'm going to stick to it, you see if I ain't." Salome's eyes shed defiance around her. until they encoun- tered something in the eyes of her mother 'Leastways l think 1 am," she said, suddenly relaxing. The ex- pression in the old lady's face changed. 'Salome," she said, in a thick sort of way, as if she had been frightened, listen to your pap, listen to me, be- fore it's too late. and for the lands sake, let Joe alone"
 Salome drew a deep breath and stiff fened all over. T won't let him alone, sullen obstinacy showed in that lower jaw of hers You and pap don't know a decent man when you see one. I'll do my own pickin' and chosin."
 For mercy's sake!" the old lady dropped both hands. You sayin' that to me. who has lived in this world forty odd years afore you was ever born or thought of. But you're the last one," as if some explanation was demanded, and last children is as a rule unmannerly"
 T wish I'd waited little longer and never been born at. all," cried this un- mannerly child, with the petulance of one that was spoiled
 And all on account of one man, Sa- lome; I'd have more pride than to talk that way.'
 You and pap are pestering the life out of me about the company I keep; I don't want you to look at this one and I don't want you to go with that one. I'm just sick and tired of it."
 Come, now, you quarreled with the others of your own free will; and in this instance we air only advisin'," with maternal indulgence.
 And l don't want advice, and I won't take it, and I will take Joe Cart wright; yes, I will take him. I've made up my mind now. I'll show you and pap how much good advice has been wasted. He's put you up to all this; I know pap. and I know you" with fierce significance. Salome swung herself out of the kitchen. pulling the door after her.
 Children may be from the Lord" sighed the mother as she resumed her chair and her sewing, but they sure ly air responsibility" Yet, in spite of her realized responsibilities, she looked cheerful.
 When Salome came down next morn ing her attitude seemed to anticipate antagonism. Her mother was peace fully eating oatmeal out of a large bowl, while her father slipped his too hot coffee out of his saucer.
 Well, daughter" said the old gen. tleman, who had a shrewd face. and humorous eyes. did you get much sleep last night That young blather- skite kept you up pretty late"
 Salome pulled her chair up noisily There's no sense in callin' names," she said. angrily looking at her father with hot, indignant young eyes. For all I see, Joe Cartwright ain't any more of a blatherskite than some others I could name"
 There's no call for you to be vast ing so much energy over names I choose to be givin' people, fancy names" chuckled her father with a wink in the direction of his wife. She, poor lady, was looking and feeling per fectly curious.
 Suddenly Salome strengthened her first to her father, and then to her mother, while vacillating eyes grew dark with the reflected determination of her mind. q want you both to know I'm goin' to get mad whenever you get to calling him names, cause" she hesitated, growing suddenly beau tifulIy bashful, then with a sort of gasp she concluded, I've got a right to-