Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1906-08-14

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"Nawr' in concert from the thrs /
nascuHnes.
| "Oh, mean play dress up, pleaded
Gladys. I'm put on one of mammals
dress skirts, and Jimmie can put on
papa's coat
Has it got tailsgr The possibilities
Of the proposal appeal to the adorable
one.
Il can find one with tails eagerly
''two tails"
sAll right. Can't you put skirt on.
Don? Then there'n be two ladies' and
two gentiemens III the Sarah Made"
Don objected. but his minority vote
was not recorded. ana twenty minutes
later the procession stole noiselessly
up the steps and opened the door into
the cool. dark hall
Don. bearing the bellicose parrot.
staggered patiently up the front OF his
mothers new tailored skirt; Gladys.
with FIuff's claws digging wildly into
her bare arms, switched the train Of a
pale blue foulard; Jimmie held his
hand over the quivering jaws of the
anxious Bunch and divided his atfen-
tion between the trailing silk draper
les in front of him and the two tails
that dragged the ground at his rear.
The adorable one, walking somewhat
remotely. bore no Indication or asss,-...
participation in the proceedings.
Don pushed aside the portiere at the
parlor door,
In Sarah Made" the manager had
explained before starting, every one
sings the things he likes best. Just as
quick as we reach the curtains all be-
gin.v
Don was like the heroes at Balaklava
mot his to question why. He poked
himself into the dim. sweet smelling
room and opened his mouth In a dole
full howl. Gladys pushed in close be-
hind him, shrilly yelling: Jimmie plant
ed both feet firmly on the blue foulard
and grufily vociferated in an imitation
bass.
Their entrance was evidently not
happily timed. An athletic young man
sprang to his feet with a smothered
exclamation, and Felicia was silent
from sheer CONSERVATION.
Don's next step, gasping Where the
love In your eyes could see,v was
lnimical to renewals of any sort. Be
ing born under Cancer, his movements
were usually sidewise and crablike,
and the clinging broadcloth skirt add
ed to his uncertainty of balance. He
fell heavily, and his chubby foot and
legs upset the shrieking Gladys and
bowled the valiant rag and bone
yender on top of his suffering sister.
Gladys In falling grasped despairlngly
at the legs Of the astounded Parker
and brought him to his knees on the
bowling heap.
Poll escaped from Don's clutches
and instituted severe investigation
OF every leg, arm or body within reach
of her vicious beak, clamorlng inces-
sanity. "Go it, old boyl Now's the
time. I'll bet on your Bunch o.
Brightness showed his fighting blood
in violent attacks on Poll and the
yowling Persian.
The man disentangled himself an
grily and turned to the now hysterical
girl Il suppose you call this funny,
Miss Austin, but l must confess my
idea of a joke fails to coincide with
yours"
He stepped grizzly over the strug-
Cling mass. kicked Bunch-not gently |
land with apparent relish cuffed the
squeaking parrot
Glad tidings OF great joy | bring' |
sang a seraphic voice as Parker strobe !
into the hall. The adorable one was |
standing in his most admired Sunday |
pose, his hands loosely clasped before |
him and his beautiful face turned up |
ward. He smiled beatifically into Par
ker's face and completed his carol.
"Dfd she like ityv with sweet solicit |
tude. did she like the Sarah Nader |
Bobby" sternly, who put up this
job and what is 1t forfv
Me" proudly. 1--WE wanted to sa-
rah Made her"
From the parlor came a pitiful sob |
and then shrill, insistcnt. childish
voice, did he say. Aunt Fillie-did he
say that p'tic'lar thing he came to
sayg
Parker went back.
Il didn't, Gladys, but I'm going to |
now. I won't be driven off SO easily"
And, to the astonishment of the sere-
naders. he took Aunt Fillie In his arms,
whispering swift, passionate words
that brought back the sweet flush to
her cheeks and tremulous, happy
smile to her lips.