The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1907-01-17

be did not explain matters to his house ]
keeper. He waited until his nephew
came down, a week later, and then he
told the story and added:
George, don't want no trouble with
but II that old fossil drives
me to the wall / shall drive him under
ground. said I'd build a fence, but
/ won't do 1t. He can build and pay
for it If he wants to. I've warned him
to keep off my land, and IL he don't
do it,
George Lee, civil engineer, had
warm heart for his bluff old uncle, and
It was only natural that he should
espouse his cause. He arrived at the
house on Saturday evening. and soon
after breakfast Sunday morning he set
out for the shrubbery with cigar in
his mouth and >cane in his hand to
look the ground over. He found belt
Of shrubs and trees about forty rods
wide and extending FROM the highway
back to the shore. He could walk there
and almost imagine himself in fOres,
The ground was clear of any tangle,
and the whole thing was happy
thought carried out between neighbors.
Young Mr.. Lee had left the house
feeling somewhat belligerent, but he
lost 1t all soon after entering the CRATE
full shade. A rabbit ran away, squirrels
chattered at him, and he caught sight
Of birds nests among the branches. j:
was place of good will and peace,
and he was feeling so when he heard a
suspicious noise on the other side of a
heap of brush lately cut and stacked.
He thought he heard the movements Of
a man. If it was man he was tres
passer. II he was trespasser he must
be sent about his business.
"Hey, you, beyond the brush, what
are you doing there?" called the young
man.
There was no answer, but he heard
a movement. He advanced and gave
the heap a whack with his cane and
shouted:
"Come out and show yourself. you
skulkerr'
The skulker made no response The
silence aggravated Mr. Lee, and. draw
ing his cane up to his face like gun.
he continued:
eff you don't come out of that before
/ count ten I'll fire charge Of buck
shot into the BRUSH
You'd better notr' replied voice
that jumped him foot high. and he
circled around the heap to find young
lady standing there with freshly
gathered bouquet in her hand. He
looked at her with open eyes and
mouth. She looked at him with her
chin stuck out and CLINT of defiance
in her eyes.
Good Lord but you really must ex-
cuse met gasped Mr.. Lee after d long
minute.
"You can go ahead and shoot now"
replied the girl
"But IL didn't think to find wom-
ana girl-here."
mo. Neither did think to find a
young man ready to do murder. Do
you know that you are trespasser,
sir? You are on my uncle's land, and
as his representative I warn you OF.
The dividing line is two feet behind
you.''
Mr.. Lee slowly moved over the line,
and his face betrayed such astonish-
ment and perplexity that the girl could
not prevent smile.
"Can-can say anything to explain
this unfortunate occurrence?" he beg
ged.'
Nothing except that you wanted to
shoot me-"
"But you know l didn't. You know
that hadn't the slightest idea of your
presence | came out here toto
''To shoot my uncle. / infer that you
are stopping with the sailor and. hear
ing of the little dispute of a few days
ago. you volunteered your services rs
assassin. Very kind of you, I'm sure. .
Mr.. Lee looked at the girl in a help
less way. He didn't believe there were
words enough In the English language
to set him right. and vet he felt great
| longing to be forgiven. She maintain
ed saucy, accusing front for minute
and then melted enough to say:
II see my uncle coming in search OF
| me. aud il you don't slay him you may
explain things to his satisfaction"
| A track man would have made it o
100 to shot against, but he would
| have lost. 1t took a year and more to
do it. and there was Captain Golden to
placate as side issue, but the assassin
has become a devoted husband and the
| .'skulker'' loving wife, and the two
| old men wax arm in arm through the
shrubbery and find no excuse for quar-
reling.
| Iron In the System.
It is often said that there is ir0l
enough IN the system of an ordinar.
man to make a plowshare. The state
ment is exceedingly wide Of the truth
/ The amount of iron contained in th,
animal tissues of Il man weighing 10.
pounds Is about 1e0 grains, or a quar-
Ter of an ounce Yet so important /
even this small amount to the sys
| tenn that a difference of few grain
more or less may produce serious cop
stitutional disturbance.
Tired Women.
What number Of women drag thei
way in pain through the endless dutie
that crowd brain and hand and hear
But ife's work mus. still go on. Pant
Els a priceless boon and blessing to sui