Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1908-06-25
The Catch of
the Season.
BY cEClLY ALLEN.
Copyright. 1907, by L. c. PARCELS.

quiet you II ne oNerDOdTu III illhuu'
I've warned you two or three time
now, and I'm through"
Talk about being quiet said Whit
"You have clacked necessarily. like ;
sitting hen, ever since | threw my frs
line. No wonder we don't get bite"
Whit Miller turned around to look a
his friend Jack Barnes, lighting hi
pipe meanwhile.
"All right, you clumsy old thing
know what I'm talking about" grinned
Jack. you move about in this little
rowboat as If it was an ocean going
steamer Look to your line therer"
Whit turned suddenly at the mention
of the long awaited bite Clumsy be
might be, but Jack loved his chum just
because he was clumsy and always
needed his help. The turn was fatal.
Whit lcst his balance, his foot slipped
on the wet bottom of the boat, and
backwad he went for cold and un-
expecteoldlp. Fortunately the water
was onli FIVE feet deep, and Wints
head APPEARED above the water in
second, Ipe In mouth and the fire still
going.
"Cursescn you, Jack Barnes! You
did that irposely, and you'll pay for
this" graled Whit as he tried to
climb abosl.
Jacks qvulsions Of laughter did
not help ltters much, and when he
did stop fSa moment 1t was only to
heap coal4b f fire upon Wints wet
head.
my faus Well, l like that. YOU
old landlukr. told YOU to keen
quiet, but 2 knew it all. Now our
days tshins spoiled, and can stay
home and Irse you. Climb aboard
and let's g4ome before you develop
the measles whooping cough"
1t was Try sullen pair that I'M
locked the 2 Of their fishing hut an
hour later int was shivering, and |
Jack was ntering under his breath. |
They hunteq vain for dry clothes, as
they mad col down only for day or
two to rou4t Jack turned to his |
friend with belpless expression.
"Wint, thd only one thing TO do
wen nave pick up and go over to
Uncle Wlfst see If they will take
you In. fousneezing your head off
now, and oYorning you'll probably
nave me q of pneumonia. / hate
TO DO II, forlnt Fanny doesn't APP
prove or me lmy friends either for
that matter, fed Jack.
Again the Ustarted off and walk
ed through titoods to pretty little
cottage set iHong the pines. Aunt
Fanhy beai them at the porch.
she was w4 who held her head
nigh at all but just now 1t
seemed TO be sthter than ever.
80 It's you, w she said as Jack
extended MS q who is this per-
son Win youPhe added as she
glanced at the Re of Whit, covered
with red mud hatless.
ooh, | say, / Fanny. be easy.
We've had an dent. This is my
best friend, Winthrop Miller. He
fell overheard, we've come over
to see If you wake US in for the
night until lclothes get dry.
Where's Uncleul? He'll under
stand"
"Your uncle town, and Belle
and / are alondpod is blood, and
you cannot dennr own. I'll take
you in for your Hr's sake" whined
Aunt Fanny as spened the door In
anything but tne manner
'Never mind me, Aunt Fan .
NY" cheerily ansh Jack as he saw ;
the door open ftem. But Whit
must get dry. Rught dreadful
cold, fear"
"He doesn't lodActly frail," sug- '
gested Mrs Beatshe glanced at
Wints somewhable proportions.
However. come 3 go up to your {
uncle's room. ! So you will leave c
this evening. Yosw we have no s
spare room," shk ied lest they
should avail theISs of a nights t
lodging.
Whit did not leaat evening nor b
Tor many. many hgs thereafter. c
At o'clock that bon the doctor 6
was sent for. Heb at the flush. t
ed cheeks and tArched tongue Q
He listened to theking breath az A
1t came so hard aIlok his head. v
I'VE must have,nrse at once. b
MIS-. Beal. The mfery sick. He /
must have care orill die. will 9
send nurse and y again later. d
Good afternoon" De doctor was s.
gone. 7
For weeks Wintred between X
ire ana the great No one en- D
tered the room but krse. the doc &
tor ana Isabelle hacks cousin. o.
Sne relieved the mud sometimes
even the doctor wQn her In to
give few direc3 Jack came
down every day or 1t never was p
allowed to see his Slowly the B
dig man made hist slowly his :"
eyes lost the CLASSY and finally 3
the day came when trse was no Il
longer needed. IsatIuld manage Il
with Jacks help at n
II say, nurse" sale one day an q
Isabelle sat reading sT'm plad n
that other nurse beg IKE you Il
better" nj
But you know really . C
nurse at all, Mr.. Mn&id Isabelle ca
- she blushed at thted compli- q
ment I'm Jacks AUNT Fan W
ny's daughter. you Vi hd. But "a
lovo TocL GA v,Il A. -