Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1908-11-20

passed our window this morning"
NO? Really?" criec the Young man,
with pleased smile. What did he
say -
@He-he only pointed you out" said
the girl evasively. She paused, and ar
peared to be atlmiring the back view of
a cab. Why did you tell hirn last night
that he put you in mind of your own
fatherf' she demanded sGdd ,nly.
| The young man flushed
Il thought that it would have drawn
US together he murmured
1T hasn't. He's taken it as an insult"
"An Insult? How?a
| He says" she checked herself.
"Of course, he mightn1 have been so an
noyed if you'd explained that in looks
lyou took after your mother He says,
too, you trod ON his toes seven times.
Did your"
mol" he cried indignantly. "Not as
many as that!''
But why did you tread on his toes
at an?"
WELL you see. that's the idea. You
tread on a mans toes, and then, of
course, you apologize, and then drift
naturally into remarks aboat American
leots and protection. of corn cures and
walking matches. AIRY subject that
comes apt"
But" objected the daughter, papa
says you began talking to him about the
lway Billingsgate Porters are used to
talking"
"Er-yes!. admitted Mr. Nicholson.
stroking his chin you see, he carried
on a good deal, and his language sug-
gested that subject. He's not q very
/ fria IN f- bo ~,o{ ofT, L. II
mean? | bought him a programme, ard
he was quite snappy."
| Let me see. Was that before or aft
er he threatened to call policeman"
Just before" His tone conveyed a
suggestion of feeling of injury. 81
went away just after. If I'd been able
to render him some little service, now,
| it would have lem different
"Yes," assented Miss Adamson, pinch
ing her upper lip thoughtfully. "He is
going for coach-ride this afternoon.
Perhaps, if you went, you might have
Ihetter luck than you had last night
! Late that afternoon, Miss Adamson,
hidden from view by the ticket office,
stood at the end of the pier, and watched
the coach disgorge its passengers. She
saw her father Chamber down, al1 set off,
with gloomy countenance in the direc.
tion OF their lodging. Finally, Mr. Mich
olson alighted and came towards her
with what may have been unerring in
stinet or premeditated arrangement.
He did not appear to have hal an en-
joyable outing.
"Well?" she cried eagerly.
| "Ah-h!" snarled Mr.. Nicholson. He
seemed almost bad-tempered 1t was
quite evident that their little plot had
failed
"But what had happened? When he
/ found he hadn't his purse, what did he
dor.
"Gave me in chargei" grunted the
young man. AT least, if he didn't ex-
actly do that, / had to let myself be
searched! Said I'd been following him
about for days; anybody could see / was
pickpocket by the shifty look in my
eyes"
| Miss Adamson stamped with exasper-
alton.
| "And the trouble l had to get hold of
his purse without his knowing it! Who
| lent him the money in the end? ?"
! Nobody. He had flyer in his pocket
book"
| Early the following morning, anyone
going in the direction of Walmer would
have become spectator of curious little
scene A short, stout little gentleman,
purple with anger, was standing up to
his waist in the sea, gasping inartieu
lately, and discomposed looking Young
man-Mr. Nicholson, to-wit-who stood
at the edge of the beach, was masking
timorous offer of one boot and a shirt
"Can | 90 home in a boot and
shirt 7" was one of the elder gentleman's
conferences.
The young mans feeble, tentative Of
fer of newspaper eallel forth an ex-
plosion of wrath which seemed the pre-
cursor of a fit of apoplaxy.
| - newspaper! Can you imagine me
| in a newspapers"
| The young man said he could not. He
said it regretfully. Allowing his imagi-
nation to play around the subject, he
sniggered, and thereby drove the blther
TO the verge of lunacy. Shrinking APP
palled from the gust Of passion, which
whirled maelstrom-lik around him, Mr..
Nicholson offered to obtain supply of
lclothes, and, before his offer could be
refused, set out hurr;edly in the direc-
ton of the town.
| Il told the tramp man." he explained
Ito Miss Adamson, as size set about MAX
ing up parcel of clothes, "to steal them
and bring them to me. The running
away with them altogether was quite
| his own idea, One comfort, didn't give
! him the shilling in advance
While he was lowering fearfully, like
a somewhat plump norman, on the edge
| of the sea, Mr.. Adamson began to see
Things with remarkable clearness. The
effect of this brain disturbance was, to.
some extent, noticeable in the thankful.
almost grateful, air with which he re-
ceived his clothes from the hands OF Mr.
| Nicholson.
1t became strikingly apparent when
he sought out his daughter on his return
home.
Il am not he said, with an introduce
tory clearing of his throat, wholly an
IDIOT"
SWELL, perhaps not" admitted his
daughter
80 when a series of mishaps befall
me, bringing in their wake a certain