The Twin Falls times. [volume] (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1905-1916, 1908-05-14

lark, well dressed man sitting en- the
hammock beside her or occupying one
Of the rustic chairs on the porch or
smoking in the library with the air OF
one who feels at home Most OF them
took the hint. There was one ex,'ep
ton. however, an obtrusive young fell
low. Randall by mime. who continued
bis visits. though Ferguson did his
best to make it clear that they could
he quite content without him.
Unfortunately Miss Morrell did not
second these efforts as she might have
done. She continued to treat her per-
sistent caller with a consideration
which Ferguson thought distinctly un-
necessary. When he came one night
she had gone boating with Randall he
gave a hursher name to the act He
did not sleep that night. and when he
presented himself next evening he was
In the worst of humors.
Had Miss Morrel been conciliatory
all might have been well, but instead
she wore an air Of studied Indifference,
and when she did not resent his re-
proaches she laughed at him. Accord
lngly In fifteen minutes the interview
terminated abruptly.
"In that ease" said Ferguson. rising
to his feet, 1.-THE best thing for me to
do Is to take my hat and 60 home"
And Miss Morrell replied, 81 quite
agree with you"
Only one thing interfered with carry
ing out this programme Immediately
Ferguson could not find his hat. Good
evening"" said Miss MorreIl in the back
ground as if weary Of waiting for him
to take the initiative.
81 beg you not to imagine that am
delaying Intentionally" exclaimed Fer
guson. with Indignation. "But even
you can see that 1t Is impossible for
me to leave the house bareheaded"
"You put your hat on the chair
saw you," said Miss Morrell.
81 am quite aware that put 1t
there" returned Ferguson stlffly. "but
1t Is easy to see that 1t is not there
now"
For some minutes he hunted. Miss
Morrell laid aside her offended dignity
sufficiently to assist in the search. All
at once she started nervously
81 do hope Punch didn't find itv' she
exclaimed "He's so mlschievous some
times"
But when the hat was discovered 1t
was In Punch's society. Moreover, it
had lost its resem blance to hat The
brim was missing. and the crown was
fast disappearing. Punch surveyed
them over the wreck and grinned COM
placently.
The two young people looked at each
other, and Miss Morrells lips twitched.
Ferguson thought she was on the point
Of laughter, and he smiled encourag-
ingly. Then she surprised him by
turning her face to the wall and burst
ing into tears.
'My darling girl" exclaimed Fergu-
son, almost beside himself. "N1y dear
est Ina, beg you won't give thought
to the worthless thing"
"But you were going away angry
said stifed voice.
Angry with your cried Ferguson
Never" He took her in his arms
again as he had done under the peach
tree. but he did not let her go as quick
ly. And that wise old pug left the
ruined hat on the rug and waddled
away to the window seat, as If salts
fed that they were once more capable
Of managing their own affairs.
Punch Is older now and divides bis
mistress devotion with small pink
and white rival said to resemble Fer
gusOn, but he wears silver collar
and no one grudges him his place as an
honored member Of the household
Whatever Fergusons faults, he is not
ungrateful.