Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1907-12-14

All Druggists; SOC. and 800.
compromised mucn more than the
truth markedly told
Vida was sure that the two men had
been discussing her, and promptly re-
sented it. speaking sharply to Billy
yes, even to Billy-and not at all to
Mr.. Ludovic Morris.
But she was wrong. Billy's secret
was Of different sort.
Honey" he said, presently, address
ing her, don't We want to go up to
your room, just to prink and prettify
clean up the brasses bit, as it
were, and breathe on the reflectors?
Yell be bit tasned and blown with
your homecoming. 'Tis simething OF
a windy. night"
mo. thank you. said Vida. settling
herself with her feet to the fire, al
ways in the woodland shades of Glebe
End. I'm very we'll as am, thank
you!"
At this Billy Bryan looked no little
Disconnected
said lowing to having been brought
up by woman that stammered. which
caused me to stammer, too, and then
she always licked me before could
get the excuse out. or she could ex-
plain why she was giving it to me.
But the truth is, ladybird that if you
fly away for aminute or two till have
a private word with Dick and this
young man, you'll be doing your old
father Zone O. the few that We have,
noney) good turn that he won't for
get!"
ooh! of course, if you don't want
me, I'm always ready to go!" snapped
Vida, suddenly relapsing into her
haughty-haughtiest mood.
Nov, stormy-petrel, don't get up on
your little ear" said Billy, soothingly.
Faith. an it's yourself that will be
the sorriest when our Foundations
have all worked out. and the bird, l
mean the rat, is out of the trap"
Vida swiftly drew her skirts close
about her ankles.
ooh! you horrid men, she cried,
you have got rat. knew there
was something" And taking a flying
hop on chair, she mountaineered by
way Of the furniture till she reached
the ground without touching the
ground. For Vida was of that admir-.
able and widespread type Of woman,
who. if once the words rat or mouse
are used, will not believe any future
oath, however solemn and by whomso-
ever taken, that these inoffensive
rodents are wholly absent.
Sitting still in the big kitchen they
could hear Vida going UP to her room,
| as certain travelled gentleman went
through Athlone ''in standing leps."
Then Billy Bryan laughed little
as they heard the door slam above
He rose promptly, and reckoning to
Vic, he whispered, 81 have little par,
eel out there among the brushwood
1t will need some handling to bring
1t in. If your shoulders are anything
| like as stout as they look. ovid Dick
there will have nothing to do but carry
| the addressing. Leave the door open
and follow me. But first let us have
squint to see that our young spit
fire up there is not by any chance spy
ing out of the window"
But the girls candle was already
alight, and they could see the outline
of her head on the blind as she bent
over to her writing. They could watch
her dipping her pen in the ink.
"All clear aloft!' whispered Billy
Now for it. lads!"
And ne scurred into the shrubbery
where he was suddenly halted by
stubbing his toes against big box
The other found him appealing to al
| the saints of the Roscommon calendar
to know if they knew any fool quite
| as big as he, William Bryan. The
saints were silent and Billy nurset
mis- foot in the hollow of his hand
What you got there, Billy" de
manded Dick. "Thatll never come in
side our shanty. Why, it's as big as ;
house,
"They told me it was .specia
cottage so it has got to go in" sal,
Mr.. Bryan; "but be quick Mr.. Dish
water Engineer. For this here Is
delicate little pocket instrument, an,
might as easily get sore throat as
lady singstress at loggerheads witt
her manager"
So with many bumpings, heav
breathings and smothered exclama
lions, they zigzagged their way TO tn
front door. Billy with one eye cooke
at the lighted gable-window, benin
which his daughter of adoption sa
writing.
"Now, off with the case he wspel
ed, when at last they had placed tn
box on the doorstep; she comes ava
as easy as Smelling an egg. The II
lifts up So And the side falls dowr
Out she comes! Now for those SHOULD
ers of yours, and treat her tender a
if she were chockful of watch-glasses.
Whats that? WHAT'S that" gasl
ed Dick, his eyes goggling. Billy.
believe you've taken leave of you
senses, you fool--you fool!
Think nobody but yourself can d
anything for the Flower-ofCreation!
cried Billy How'd the candle an
talk less. you old Cameronian, chill
J waggling baboon! Did you never sc
!, an Al. firstc hop. newly varnishe'
catch-the- tune-as-she-no'ss planno:
; They set it up with immense cal
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