East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1908-01-18

to him, II a fair one turned a smiling
countenance on you, 1t was an un-
mistakable sign for you to "butt in"
And 1 am sure that all those who
were there that night went away with
the firm conviction that "butting in"
was an occupation l had picked out
to follow as a life trade. Even my
kindly pal agreed that l was very
apt pupil. He was assured of that
much in a way that l will now tell
you.
Pally had gone there that night
diked out in his very best double claw
hammered, swallow tailed escape
ment with the tickling feeling around
his little pitty-patter that he was ga
ing to make a tremendous hit on
one of the fairest ones in town who
had been the sole object OF his flut-
terlng affection for the last several
days He spurned the noble idea OF
helping a poor fellow creature learn
the tough art. (Not a little to my
utmost pleasure, by the way.) He
had secured a knocking down to the
object of his kiddish love in some way
within few minutes after entering.
| was I'm one of those old bends of
the housetrying to get around the
corner and on straight floor again,
something very easy for learner TO
do. when here comes my good little
pal a swaying and reeling so grace
fully like, with that darling of his
by his side. AS he shot by like the
shadow of fast flying cloud, he
reeled towards me and said as low as
possible In the roar;
"Say. ki-eed, why don't you butt
in?" he asked.
Thanks" 1 answered, "you watch
me-"
He failed to do as l warned him,
and. oh Lord! had just reached
the other corner as here he comes as
before. l had lost control OF he
pesky hangers-on on my hoofies, and
was making fierce dash straight
ahead when the beautiful picture Of
my pal with his love shot before me.
During one short moment of such
FLYING time the world could turn COM
pletely over, and so pally of mine
thought was happening. My feet
shot into contact with his little fell
lows and the latter intantly began a
furious battle with the empty air
elements over his head. As for his
sweetheart-she saved herself, but 1t
was no fault Of his that she did.
(Since then II has been all out and
down with the little fellow when 1t
comes to making up with his hearts
love again.) And for Johnny-Well,
the figure eleven taken twice together
plus one tells what he did. One
skate deserted the good cause and
the extremity point which 1t deerted
carried little Johnny across the floor
to place of safety, bobbing up and
down like a young hen mius her
thinker.
When all the signs of stormy
weather were passed I went bravely
back to the good work. Time hadn't
progressed far when my eyes fell up
on vision Of sweetness far surpass-
ing that which the bad taste Of my
pal had picked out. In the natural
course of events, determined to
"butt in" The worst Of the trouble
was that big lobster of Swede was
by her side at the time. This was a
4 fact that mystified me a little bit
But It only made me more certain
that 1 had little more than a ghost
of chance to butt successfully in,
for surely Johnny could have as good
chance as a thanking" Swede.
My first maneuver was to turn a
blazing big gun on her the first time
I caught her eyes. Ny breath almost
flew to the four winds as her sweet
countenance glared up at me with the