The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1908-10-17
ii THE AUGUST MOON q
BY HARRISON CLARK

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crushed-shell walk.
Il don't think he is Adon1s come to the seaside,
far face is concerned commented Wilberton.
His features rather heavy and that jaw be-
longs to prize fighter But Lord, should like to
those shoulders! I'D have something decent
to eat, Id do things that cook. He is certain
ly-a-dandy!"
Mrs. Wilberton gave little sniff of annoyance
Il sometimes believe you would not care if
eloped-"
'Wny-1s Ajax Hercules old hame?" asked
Wilberton
'Certa1nIy not!" the positive reply, accom-
panied by the hirt of fan. And at any rate I
his name. l wish you would
be more careful about holding your shoulders up!
Ii you had taken my advice you would be as fine
looking that man.
why l do believe that man has already regis
tered!' said Mrs. ~Wiberton: Men do things so
prec1p1tatey. l am willing to wager that he did
not ask word about the rates the hours for
meals, whether his room had hot and cold wa
ter"
"Or whether the chamberma1d had family,
whether tight sleeves would be in 1892"
W1lberton Interrupted. II shouldn't be surprised
If he had his trunk checks in his hand and didn't
block the while he searched for them
at the bottom OF all1gator-skin suit case"
Men have pockets Mrs. W1lberton began with
dignity.
women are the architects of their own Dress
es,' retorted Wllberton.
And he rose and went to the register
Its Brown!" he announced upon his return
"William }. Brown. How fortunate it is not Jones
Smith,
Mi. Brown!"
I in 70 &c Rr0w
from st. Louis land that is in the colonel belt"
why that's where she's from"
II wonder how they left the seven thousand 9TH
er Browns of St. Lou1s!"
l was sure there mystery about that won-
an as soon as l laid eyes on her,
1t Is a mystery where she keeps herself. She
hasn't been seen out of her room. She hasn't been
In the water, and she in the paror or on the
veranda last night, and Miain says she wasn't at
breakfast"
Jeremiah Wtlberton, should think a man Of
your age and responsibilities"
=: "Oh, that's all right. Charley Herpel was giving
me the details, and he hasn't either age or respon-
sib1l1t1es."
well, you seem to have remembered-'
Just that instant-remembered that Stacy was
waiting for me to play billiards."
And he sauntered away.
NO. he isn't her husband said wilberton con-
Il know he isn't, for he has room in the annex
while she is in the cottage
=. She turned to her soup silently W1lberton dali
lied with slice of tomato. Suddenly a shrek rang
out. j.:
Goodness mel cried Mrs. Wilberton starting
nervously. Those chldren!' as the shrek was
repeated. why on earth they are permitted in
the dining room, and why earth mothers haven't
any more sense and considerations
hrin hor h0v
pleased.
II daresay,' Mrs Wilberton began coldy after
pause, "she is of those intellectual persons
who regard children membranes and has the
poor little thing locked in this very minute
simply starving-Why isn't that Mr. Brown" she
interrupted herself excited the arrival of the
morning walked thoughtfully down the dining
room. 1T is! And-look!-he is going straight to-
ward her table! I knew they must be acquainted!
iii bet his chest measurement is one hundred"
declared W1berton under his breath, as Brown sat
down. Il shall certainly 1ncite him against the
cook"
"see!" whispered his wife. She has turned
pale. And he doesn't look in her direction! won
der what earth"
His appetite's all right. declared W1lberton.
II hope he'll get indigestion that he will be in
proper mood. for the cook" H :. -
"oh!" gasped Mrs. Wilberton on the veranda
some two hours after dinner. There was chorus
of similar gasps from the other women
Helen Alvyne Brown was entering the parlor. She
was dazzlingly beautiful her dark hair piled high,
in it, cloud-gray princess gown perfectly fit
ting her long, exquisitely rounded body, and not a
jewel the fiery opal blazing in ring on her
right hand. There was slight flush in her cheek
and she smiling and talking vivaciously with
the enchanted Herpel who was leading her to the
piano. e.: ..~. -.
There complete cessation for moment of
feminine chatter and positive wave of masculine
''whews as she touched the keys. She smiled up
at Herpel and laughed: What shall it be?" And
without waiting for his stammering reply began
the Jewel Song. Her voice vr1ppled. tglor1ously