The daily democrat. [volume] (Anadarko, Oklahoma) 190?-1908, 1907-09-28

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minds me l forgot to tell you Hattie
Dresser's married at lastl Man from
over in East Seymour. oh, | guess
Hattie grew up an made a fool Of
herself after your time. She tried to
get 81 after his first wife died. But
he married Cass Green. You remem'
Der the Greens2 Lived over near the
sawmill. Yes. Well. Cass was Amos
Green's daughter, the rest we're all
boys. Silas-'
"Hov's my chum Tommy Sother-
glll7 He was In to see me a few years
ago" broke In Burbank.
"The judgei He's greatl Same old
sixpenee. He's built the hnest place
in Dawsonville-electric lights make
the Electricity themselves) and every
thing. Say. but we've got the richest
joke on the judge! You remember
old Spike Peters
But a knock came on the door that
couldn't be ignored. Burbank opened
Il reluctantly. 1t was the head clerk
with a worried look or his face. He
held a consultation with his employer
and seemed TO be urging the necessity
OF prompt action upon the latter.
Abijah Crankle got up and strolled
around the room gazing at various OBJ
jects to show how much at home he
was in Thomas Worthington Bur
banks private ONCE.
Very well, sir" said the clerk, as
II he washed his hands of his erratic
boss" "Of course I'll tell him that
It was impossible to see him. And did
you say ten o'clock tomorrow morn
ing? Thank you, sir" The door
closed noiselessly.
Say, Tom, | guess I'm hindering
you. | wouldn't want you to put your
self out any for met I'll be getting
on over to the train. l guess. Better
to be three hours too soon than one
second late is my principle in catching
the steam cara"
That's all right. Bige. you don't
come down to the city every day and
while you're here I'm going to try and
give you a few moments without the
whole universe at my heelS It's like
that day in and day out" explained
the %inancier YEARLY. Now we'll
close the shop up and go put n have
luncheon and"
You going to leave that railroad
car out there cooling his heels?" do
msnded Bige admlringly.
Wen forget him." said Burbank.
"In fact, Bige, wen play truant. Just
as we did when we went to school to
Miss Case. Now ccsne on before any
one corners me. My motors at the
door and wen have time for a little
spin before we eat. Haven't you? Oh,
it's perfectly safe, Bige, and know
you'll like 1t. Browns a very careful
driver. It'll be an experience to tell
EN- in Jacksonville. l tell you, Bige,
1t makes me feel young just to SEQ
you. But say-Im sorry to hear that
about Libbie."
mo. Kate, I'm not going to any re-
ception this EVENING"" protested
Thomas Worthington Burbank, with
out glancing up from the little Daw-
sonville paper that Bige Crankle had
given him. Bige had brought the pa
per to read while going and coming on
the train. but at the last moment had
presented It to his host In exchange
for a magazine. After I've Just
glanced through the Jacksonville
Newsletter, I'm going TO bed. Oh. by
the way, Kate--"Mrs. Burbank was
sweeping toward the door when her
husbands voice arrested her.
"Yes?"
"Aheml Why-you see, my dear.
there's going to be what they call Old
Home Week in Jacksonville. and they
wSnt me to be the guest OF honoE.
There's quite a piece about Il here In
the Newsletter. No doubt they'll
want me to make the address of vel.
come or something of that sort. tell
you 1t mean a lot when your native
town acknowledges your success. You
can't fool those who have always
known you! AS I was going to say
Now Kate, stop right there! You and
the girls always have your own way,
but this time you'll sidetrack any
plans you may have and accompany
me to Jacksonville! You can go to
Newport, or anywhere else, afterward.
It'll give you butterflies a taste OF
something genuine and wholesome!
Jacksonville isn't a place you go 20
Just to show off like the snob resorts
you tote me to. | regret you and the
girls are so given to that sort Of
thing! D~awsonville's a plain country
town and a week OF It will do us all
goodl L"
Mother, aren't you coming?" called
a voice impatiently.
I'm Il moment, Rose" answered Mrs.
Burbank. II suppose then wen need
our plainest gowns and"
Now don't misunderstood me, my
dear" interrupted Burbank hastily.
I'VE W II to Dawsonville's glory TO
be p%resentable! Wen go IN our new
motor-we'll have It before the mr.
teenth all right. Walt until you see