Bluefield evening leader. [volume] (Bluefield, W. Va.) 1906-1911, 1909-12-10
APOLOGIZE OR FIGHT
By NJ. QUAD.


Ciation.l
/ Miss Pruc Gordon of the city and "A
summer visitor at her aunts manor
house had never cat eht fish i'm her
/ lie She didn't even know that she
wanted t. ninth che Strollcd out to
/ Tho LAKE on the grounds on the third
| lay Of her arrival and was welcomed
( by a ragged lad Of fourteen, who had
/ pole and line to spare. When he had
bailcd her hook for her and spat on
he bait he bluntly asked:
say, you got Il Teller YETI"
- fclcrE' she repeated.
Yes, a beau"
"Of course not I'm just out OF
school"
"WcIl, youIl get one in time An
;alS do. Fellcrs are looking for gals,
md gals are looking for fcllers. It's
right too. I'm glad YOU come out here
This morning. If you catch Il whoppcr
IF fish you'll have a beau within
week. Never knew it to fail in my
life. There's an awful whopper in
his lake He's n pickerel. He's two
feet long. He's bit off moe ~ hun
bred lines If You could only catch
him-Lordy!"
What would happcn?" asked Prue
You'd catch on to n Teller in no
Nme. and he'd be daisy, and you'd
get married and two happy forever
after. | won't be here this afternoon,
but you come out and fish by yourself.
rhc old whopper always comes around
IN the afternoon. Don't get scared IL
he bites, but shut your teeth and pull
for ~ you're worth"
y che afternoon Miss Prue fished
again. a young man took a scat on Il
log forty feet away, and without look
ing i'm her direction he calmly prepar-
cd line and hook ana cast them into
The lake 1t was likely some one sum
mcrng in the village hotel. and he had
been told that the lake was free to all.
Miss Pruc was nettlcd. The longer
she watched the young man out of
he corner Of her eye the more annoyed
she felt 1t would have been at least
fresh" for him to have approached
hcr. but his action seemed to ignore
her a long, drcary hour had passed
when the stranger suddenly leaped to
his feet and began TO dance around.
That "whopper' had taken his hook.
She watched his excitement for mo-
mcnt ana then threw her fish pole
into the lake ana started for nome
with swapping eyes ana blazing cheeks.
In telling her story after she got there
she wcpt tears OF anger and humilia-
lion That evening as she sat on the
veranda after dinner, grttting her
teeth now and then as she thought OF
her wrongs. lick came sauntering up
10 hear how her fishing had turned
out She poured the story into his
ears, aud lie said:
II know the Teller Hes an artist
stopping at the tavern. / told you
about that whoppcr and got you TO
fishing, and now it's up to me to do
something. I'm your guardian like.
I'm going to do something"
but what can you doT' was asked.
Lots He's got to apologize OF
fight"
but. Dick, YOU see
BIt Dick was ON a dog trot for the
village. He had never spoken with
he artist, but that made no difference
20 "a boy like him. lie had come on
an orraud, and that crrand must be
done. The artist was found ON the
hotel ycrauda enjoying a cigar and
hc cleaning. and no time was lost
100 addressing him with:
SAY. You. but YOU, got 10 apollo.
';izr or thcreH soc the biggest kind Of
row around here"
"If have hurt your feelings ] don't
remember it, replied the surprised
guest
"Oh, il Amt my feelings. but girls.
Don't nobody never burt my feelings.
Its q girl and you made hen awful
mad, and YOU made ber cry Will you
apologize or fight duel#
hurt gins feelings? When
, Where? Boy, ten me al about it"
z ITS girl nan "a Pruc. she's Aunt
ludith's niece. She's from the city.
She's as handsome ms duck. learn
rd Ho" to fish tl' Wuruiug / told her
bout that whoppcr OF a pickcrcl i'm
me lake, and 7 told her thpt IF she
ru'd atCb him sLc could catch dan.