The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1908-04-09
! PRINCE HENRY'S
DEMISE
By LULU L. BAKER
Copyright, by Daily Story Pub. Coz

look at her nephew, who was seven
years old, had freckles and bare legs,
and was protecting the doorway with
arms akimbo.
I've got toad in my pocket" Ed
die said, abruptly, bringing the bread
can close to the wobbly legs of one
time sewing table, now serving as
typewriter desk.
How lovely" Elizabeth was never
hysterical; Eddie would have scOrned
her if she had been.
Fat as butter-caught him on
log-bu-"
Something was the matter with Ed
dies speech at this point; he couldn't
get the words out just right. Elizabeth
glanced at him. He wasn't crying?
No, but his lips were dreadfully twist
ed in the effort to keep from it, A
sudden spasm of anger caused him
to throw the toad on the floor.
Put him in the bathtub and turn
the faucet on advised the girl, so he
wouldn't think she noticed his agita-
ton.
Il found him on a log, and-and
Prince Henry was with me-and he
got drowned" he finished, laconically,
as if that ended everything. Resum-
ing his novel seat, he became the
sturdy little stole she had always
loved.
We fshed him out, me and Tit
mouse Saunders, and he's drying off,
\ h hn
be all wet when we bury him"
Where's your mother?'
Gone to Aunt Mildreds dress-up."
That was his originally devised name
for any social event.
$50 | came over, thinking you might
come to the funeral this afternoon,
and maybe preach it," he added with
rising infection. If Elizabeth had not
been looking directly into his earnest
face just then she must have shaken
with laughter, but with the real grief
she saw there, she couldn't have even
smiled.
I'll come, Eddie, but l hardly think
I'm capable of attending to the serv-
ices," she managed to say.
Prince Henry, in explanation, was a
pup of uncertain ancestry.
You'll be there, thought" wistfully.
Eddie never cOaXed.
Yes, and I'm very sorry, comrade;
accept my sympathies-"
Certainly; don't mention it," the
boy answered, majestically, as he got
up from the bread can.
He gritted his teeth as he picked up
Prince Henry's uAtimely death. One
would have thought he wanted to tor
ture it. The services will be at three
O'clock" came from over Eddie's Shout
der as he went out.
After luncheon a ring came at the
door.
Hello, Bee, what are you going to
do this afternoon" called CHEEKY
voice from behind the screen, as she
came into the hall.
Come in and l can tell you better.
You must have something booked,
you're SO unconventionally early"
Il have, but shoe your formali-
ties"
We'll l can't go if it were to spend
the day in Paris, for I've stayed home
from Aunt Mildred's, presumably to
finish a story, part of which is already
printed, and now l find l must attend
funeral"
"A funeral!"
Then she told him, and the mingled
amusement and understanding in his
sindly face showed he appreciated the
situation-and the girl. That kid"
though, was all he said.
Well 60 to Paris, then, some other
day. mischievous quirk at one
corner of his mouth, For I'm going
with you"
"Oh, doctor, you daresn't-"
Are you going to begin to be one
of those 4readfully proper people now?
afraid to help youngster, and, me,
incidentally" he exclaimed almost
roughly. I've run off from the Office
this afternoon on purpose to be with
you, and I'm going to. Get your para
sol and come along. I'd just as lief
go to a dogs funeral with you as any
place else" he whispered.
Eddie greeted them on the veranda
gravely meeting the young physicians
outstretched hand.
Come around, it's all locked up in
'front.'" he said, leading the way. ~
Two or three little fellows were
there, and over against the dry-goods
box, once serving as Prince Henry's
home, was a big shoe box, with black
calico Enthusiastically arranged about it.
Il couldn't get anybody to preach
this funeral" said Eddie, as the two
grown.ups found seats at the end of
the arbor, so I'm going to do it my
self" 1t was all the doctor could do
to restrain himself and Elizabeth was
biting her lip, as Eddie brought the
box and deposited it on a chair in the
center of things.
He frowned savagely, and hit his
pocket time or two before he began.
The toad was getting it's deserts, evil
IDENTIFY. Then, with his hands held be-
hind him, he commenced:
Prince Henry, beloved dog of Eddie
Spencer, was nice pup, black and
kind of curly, and II had-had-had
not got drowned-ahem-wo have
been-a big dog some day" here the
childish voice STONED and tears swan