Bisbee daily review., 1906-02-11

II ''Duicie is a sneak" said hotly
 ''snes beastly sneak" supplemented Bob.
 The idea" cried. "of telling mother I'm sure old Higgins wouldn't have minded our birds nesting in his woods, and If 1 did tear my frock getting through the
 hedge. it's no business of hers-she's not
 got to mend it".
 | q mean to pay her out" quoth Bob with determination. He was sitting on tho schoolroom table swinging his legs to and fro.
 | did not interrupt him because I knew he was thinking hard. To-day is the 30th of March," he unused
 The day after tomorrow will be the Isl of April
 It did not take much brain power to ar. rive Ut this conclusion. put began to un, derstand bis deeper meaning.
 You'll never make Dulcie an April fool" sighed 'she's much too wide awake. Besides, it's rather rot-no one Ia l ever really taken in.'' Bob's smile was superior. My dear child" Ee said lofsily-I was ais senior by year-''you lack original.
 We'll retorted, not best pleased at his patronizing air, If you've got anything to suggest, Ire away.
 his a tnss. ssassf swng1E his legs and sroked
 "ycq know Captain Gordon Berry," he remarked.
 Do know my grandmother" Don't humbug, Bob. For goodness sake say what you've. got to say. I can't see what you are driving at"
 Some people can't see the nose on their face. But, 10 be brief. Dulcie Is sweet on Hugh Gordon-thst's plain. l shouldn't be surprised if he returned the tender-er- etc, etc.; but, word In your ear my child He has not proposed matrimony, or. ton, and the day after tomorrow Is the
 am not very sharp. This vague pre- amble of Bobbyis was double Dutch to me
 What on earth has Iae Ist of April got to do with puicie and Captain Gordon r asked irritahly.
 Robbie smiled.
 Everything" he said. laeonicaIIy. "Its just tnis. Let's write proposal to Dulcie from old Gordon it'll be no end of a lark Shell rise like a fish to May fy. Of course, we'll tell her she's only an April fool before sne sends the answer. but it'i take real good rise out of her first.
 To begin with. looked and felt dubious, but Bob overruled all objections. It ap- peared that In his pocket he carried let ter in Captain Gordon's handwriting His away.
 The letter was written. Of course. it was a difhculty-those letters always are. believe-and we used quires of paper be- fore we got It right Bob bad simply no Idea how 1t should be put We had. in fact, quite a quarrel over the beginning He wanted My own precious darling, pet of lamb. or something equally idiotic, but laughed him to scorn.
 T suppose you think you kuow a lot about it," he growled. But all the same ought to be the best judge how fellow begins to his girl
 Don't be silly" I replied loftiiy. The idea of beginning like that. She Isn't his precious lamb yet. anyway. Of course he must begin quite cocliy. and work up his feelings toward the end.'
 At last we agreed Eo temporize--the letter was begun My dear Miss Harrison and ended Your ever soul-devoted Hugh Robbie thought ''soui-devotsd" a master stroke of genius
 On the sIst of March the letter was posted On April 1 it reached ifs desti- nation. Bob nearly choked over his bread and jam as he saw Dulcie pick up the let ter. open 1t slowly. glance down the pages turn scarlet and thrust it hastily into her pocket with q bashfui and blushing air I was awfuIly glad she didn't look at Bob. who was apoplecticaily giving the show away.
 When shall we tell her?- he whispered to me as we scampered out of the breakfast room T shall burst with laughing when see her face--won't she just be nadr'
 He danced q war-dance of delight as he spoke, whoopfDR aloud in triumph Truly revenge vas sweet; but is my secret heart