Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1908-06-11
"Ouestions" And The Answer.

hOueSIlOQS' Anu luS AuoNSl'
Robert Henry Cuthbert Peabody
climbed solemnly into the blue plush
chair and surveyed the fast filling car.
Down at the far end was man with
red fez on his head, and for the
space Of a full minute R. 81. G. P. re-.
garded this strange creature then
his shrill voice rose above the hustle
of the incoming passengers.
whats that man wearing a monkey
hat for, Uncle Harry?'' he demanded.
Harry Blake scowled at his nephew
and whispered that the man came
from country where all wore similar
hats.
"Are they all monksys2" loudly de-
manded the youngster. Half a dozen
persons Uttered, and the Turkish traV-
eler rose and went forward to the
smoker. Blake coaxed the boy to
look out the window and devoutlY
prayed that this occupation would hold
his attention until their train should
pull out and the roar Of the wheels
drown the incessant stream of quss.
tions.
He was more than ever glad of his
clever strategy when Mabel Manley
entered the car and took seat dag
onally across from them. 1t is un-
pleasant to be in the same parlor car
with a young woman who but the
night before declared matrimouy to
be out of the question and after hav-
ing worn ones engagement ring for
more than two months.
Blake, anticipating trouble, wonder.
ed if he would not be able to effect an
exchange into another car, but the i'm
possibility of leaving Questions,
which was R. q. G. P.'s shorter name,
alone prevented the carrying out Of
that plan.
He was just congratulating himself
that they would at least be under way
before Questions made the discovery
of Miss Manley's presence when the
youngstsr turned his attention from
the window and sank back into his
seat.
They're beating US, he walled,
pointing to departing local train on
an adjoining track. They're start
ing first, and it amt fair
The tears began to flow at the treach-
cry of the other train that dared to
precede the one he honored with his
patronage, but they quickly dried as
Mabel instinctively started forward to
comfort him, forgetting the scene of
the night before.
"There's Miss Mabel" cried the
torment. "Why amt you talking to
her, Uncle Harry"
"She doesn't want to be talked to,
he whispered.
"But you're always talking to her.
he insisted. "Why don't you do it
nowi"
"she wants to be alone" explained
Blake, but Questions wriggled from
his chair.
"she don't, "contradicted the youth.
"She's calling me-
He sprang across the aisle and into
the girls lap. For a moment he
nestled against her shoulder, but it
was the lull of false peace.
Are you mad at Uncle Harry
he demanded.
"Hush, DEAR" whispered the blush.
ino GIRL "You mustn't ask such
questions.
"But are your he insisted. "Why
don't you want him to sit by you and
hold your hand like you always do ?"
"If you say such things shall have
to put you down" she sdmonished, as
several of the passengers began to
laugh.
"But you do persisted the little
friend. And you kiss him, tool II
you amt mad, why don't you kiss
him2"
Blake reached across the aisle and
caught his nephew in stern grip.
"YOu keep on talking and I'll
spank you," he hissed through half
clinched teeth. "Now don't let me
hear a word of you.
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