The daily democrat. [volume] (Anadarko, Oklahoma) 190?-1908, 1907-09-17

en-" and the man who hated the cor.
ner restaurant. hated the club room
and was beginning to hate every thing
else. groaned aloud. Another month?
Well. by gum, she can stay two
months, and | won't ask her to come
home, and | won't go down there,
either. Now, Mrs. John Henry Bell,
If you are so %doggoned fond of the
country, you just stay there till you
get good and ready to come home.
Somehow or another he managed to
get through three weeks of the month
and then the spirit of loneliness op-
pressed him. 'Ill fix her, all right.
She will come home, but 1t won't be
for my asking"
That night he took his sister and a
Young friend who was visiting her by
name, Miss Polly Pert, to the Saturday
hop at the Yacht club; next day he
and Polly and sister dined at one Of
the down town hotels. Two or three
days later the two young ladies' hap
pened in his sanctum about noon and
that meant a luncheon together. Meth
er sister nor Polly OWNED the reason
for the sudden avalanche of attentions
but they agreed on one point, that IT
was jolly good of Jack.
On Sunday Miss Katherine Bell
wrote her s%ister-in-law a long letter
in which she faithfully chronicled the
good times she and Jack and Polly
were INTERCHANGEABLE rides, thea
tiers, boat rides and dances. Two days
later Jack received a very snappy lit
tie letter from Mrs. Jack in which she
said a few things that won't bear re-
peating and closing with this para
graph:
Run down and spend the week end
with us, Jack. | know it's expensive,
but then you might as well be spend
ing your money that way as wasting
II in other directions. | won't be home
for a couple of weeks yet. Lovingly,
Genevieve."
20, so you won't be home for a
couple of weeks yet" groaned the
lonely one. Every we'll, lovingly Gene
We've, nor will | go to Kentshire for
a couple of weeks yet.
That night Cenevleye received a
telegram that made her bite her lips
with vexation: Cant come Saturday,
business engagement. have promised
to take Katherine and friends for a
launch ride Sunday. Jack"
20, the hateful hateful thing. |
don't believe there is a meane man in
the world; he wouldn't ask me to
come-well. I'll go for spite and III
spoil that launch ride for friends too,
so | will"
Poor Gen, it's a shame to tease he
So" unused Bell as he watched the
wreaths of smoke curl to the ceiling OF
his den, but then she deserves 1t.
wonder who the dickens Harry Is. She
never mentions him in her letters"
Was 1t intuition or a perfect un
derstandlng of the woman he had mar
ried that made him stop at the florists
that night and order Il great bunch OF
roses.
. Guess I'd better telephone to Mrs
Moriarity to come over and sweep NJ
and get something to eat in the house
There's no telling what may happen
? The next morning bsfore he was M
this telegram came: win be home
on the noon train; will expect YOU a
the depot. Harry 10 with me. Gene
We've"
Harry Is with her? Wen, som
: things are liable to happen 20 Harry
! Yes. this is the train from he cas-
! %, here they ire. Well, YOU dea.
, girl. how ever did You manage to ge
along with the youngsters, and-well
{ who is this" with an inquiring glance
, at a ffteen-year-old who was carrying
the youngest of the children.
"That-O, that's Harry Maxwell
l Elizabeth Maxwells little son; he.
d been spending the summe with moth
G or and brought him on to Buffalo 70
a little visit"
Ii is needless TO say that Harry wa
not annihilated and 1t wasn't unit
after she had gone into raptures owe
/ the roses and the dinner that Mrs.
Jack remembered to express her re
G greet at making Jack miss his launcI
T ride.
a why, you dear old girl, I'd mis-
e 20 launch rides to get you back, bu
o to tell the truth, that launch ride wa
a hoax, / had to say something tina
would bring you home"
e And then they both laughed.
l. Wedloek.
1900 10 a wynHu VNgnfu