The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1907-08-08
I'll RsDA AUGUST 8, 1907.

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last for in such matters your temper
shall be steadfast), and let the great
Goliath in the mean time beware of
you! You ran last night. You ran-of
course you ran. Why not? You ran
to fight another day!
A bank clerk sometimes has oppor-
tunities.
The stricken fat one could not IN
derstand how it came about that he
had blurted out the damning confess
sion that he had visited Beaver Beach
When he tried to solve the puzzle, his
mind refused the strain, became foggy
and the terrors Of his position acute
Was he, like Joe Louden, to endure
the ban of Canaan and, like him,
stand excommunicate beyond the pale
because of Martin Pixies displeasure?
For Norbert saw with perfect clearness
today what the judge had done for
Joe. Now that he stood in danger of
fate Identical this came home to him.
",
do as Mamie had done and write notes
such as he had received by the hand of
Sam Warden late last night?
Dear Sir-this from Mamie, who, in the
Canaanitish way, had been wont to adj
| dress him as "Norb!'-My father wishes
me to state that after your remark yes
terday afternoon on the steps, which was
overheard by my mother, who happened
In he boil ,Sx,l
and your behavior to himself later on
he considers it impossible to allow you
to call any more or to speak to any men,
Der OF his household. Yours respectfully
MAMIE PIKE.
Erasures and reservations bore wit
ness to considerable doubt in NIamie's
mind concerning "Yours respectfully"
but she had finally let it stand, evident
~ convinced that the plain signature,
without preface, savored of an intima-
cy denied by the context
"'Dear sirv" repeated Norbert be-
tween set teeth. Impossible to allow
you to call any more'" These and
other terms of his dismissal required
to him during the morning. and ever
and anon he looked up from his desk,
his lips moving to the tune of those
horrid phrases, and stared out at the
street. Basilisk glaring this, with no
christian softness in it, not even when
1t fell upon his own grandfather, sit
ting among the sages within easy eye
shot from the big window at Norbert's
elbow. However, Colonel Flitcroft was
not disturbed by the gaze of his de-
scendant, being, in fact, quite unaware
of it. The aged men were having a
busy morning.
The conclave was not what it had
been. (See Arp and all his works.)
There had come as the years went by
few recruits, but faces were missing.
The two Tabors had gone, and Uncle
Joe Davey could no longer lay claim
to the patriarchship. He had laid it
down, with a half sigh, and gone his
way. Eskew himself was now the
Oldest of the conscript fathers, the
colonel and Squire Buckalew pressing
him closely, with Peter Bradbury no
great time behind.
Today they did not plant their feet
upon the brass rail inside the hotel
windows, but courted the genial wealth
er outdoors and, as their summer GUS
tom was, tilted back their chairs in the
shade Of the western wall of the build
ing.
"And who could Of Dreamed" Mr..
Bradbury was saying, with a side
glance Of expectancy at Eskew, "that
Jonas Tabor would ever turn out to
have niece like that!'
Mr.. Arp ceased to fan himself with
his wide straw hat and said grimly:
II don't see as Jonas has turned
out'-not in particular! If he's turned
at all lately reckon it's in his grave,
and I'll bet he has if he had any way
of hearin' how much she must Of spent
for clothesr'
II believe" Squire Buckalew began,
that young folks memories are short"
'They're lucky!' interjected Eskew.
1.-The shorter your memory the less
meanness you know
Il meant young folks don't remem-
Der as we'll as older people d." con-
tinued the squire. II don't see what's
so remarkable in her comm back and
walkin' up street with Joe Louden.
She used to go kitin' round with him
all the time before she left here. And
yet everybody talks as if they never
heard of sech a thing"
1T seems to me- said Colonel Fit
croft hesitatingly, that she did right.
know it sounds kind Of a queer thing
to say, and stirred up good deal Of
opposition at home yesterday evening
by sort of mentioning something of
the kind. Nobody seemed to agree
with me except Norbert, and he didn't
say much, butt
He was interrupted by an uncontrol-
liable cackle which issued from the
mouth Of Mr.. Arp. The colonel turned
upon him, with frown, inquiring the
cause of his mirth.
ut put me in mind" Mr.. Arp began
promptly, 'of something that happen
ed last night
"What was it?''