The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-08-18
Our Daily Short Story

was one of the things that held him
 to wagon show when he could have
 traveled with a railroad organization
 with a sleeper berth instead of the wagon seats 'Llooks like it's going to be good day"
 Some day want to come to place like this and live" she said with a farm with chickens and horse and all that sort of thing
 And you'd eat your heart out with lonesomeness," he concluded. You're always spelling things." che said as she drew away as far as the seat would permit. T never saw a man like you
 "Go to Tony" he urged. He's got
 the gift of gab. He can talk as foolish as you can"
 %He talks only about himself" she said with a shrug of the shoulders. Bogner grinned. He knew very well that she would not go, T wish you had his appreciation If things" Bogner laughed his slow laugh and handed her his pipe to i'll. 'T guess one noet is enough with a one-ring circus" he said slowly. ''Tony's death on poetry
 He struck a match and held it over the bowl until the white clouds sur rounded his head as with a halo. "Alf the same." he we; on. Tony's a pretty decent chap. and he's dead gone on you. ain't ever goin' to get married" !" I'm not coaxing you to-" she said with toss of her read. T guess can get along without either you or Tony" You don't seem to be able ito get along without me-" he said. with a chuekle.
 The girl glanced at his face for
 moment. and then, without a word,
 she leaped to the ground. and when
 the carryall past slipped back into
 that vehicle. disdaining the invitation shouted at her by Tony.
 Bogner tried to convince himseIf
 that he was glad that she was gone. but somehow the bright dawn grew ] gray to him and puffed moedily at his pipe. He did not love Bessie. That sors of thing was foolishness, but he did enjoy her companionship in the early morning, and as the days went
 by and she came no more he grew mo-
 rose and dispirited.
 Even then he could not diagnose his
 trouble and dosed himself with a pat ent nostrum in the belief that ris liver was out of order. Bessie was coldly polite when they met at the table or
 passed each other going in or out of the ring, but that was all There were
 no nose little chats while the sun StAhiDSA up AiOn lbb pea OL night. The awakening came ten days later.
 It was Sunday, and after reaching the \ new show lot and getting the tent up
 there was nothing to be done but look l after the stock until the morrow. Some ' of the men had gone out to look at
 the town, but most of them were lying | in the grass on the shady side of the
 tent watching the boats slip past in I the canal on the banks of which they were pitched. Bogner felt thirsty and | went into the dressing tent to get 8 drink of wa.er He was standing be- side the pail when he chanced to look | through on the other side.
 | Bessie was coming back from church | and & couple of town boys were fol- Flowing her in an effort to attract her attention. As she reached the lot one of them stepped forward and caught | her about the waist. There were a dozen others sitting by the fence | watching the circus people. But they made no effort to help Bessie. and Bogner went bounding forward. Just as she came up the snasher succeeded
 in stealing a kiss, butthe next mo-