Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1909-08-04

all day while the kids sit all over
me and amuse themselves poking
peanut shells in my ears. Wish | was
back in Africa where Teddy is and
could play hide-and-seek in the jun
giles. I'm plumb disguised with this
park job too"
Leo, dear" spoke up Mrs. Lion
from the edge of the fountain. where
she was anxiously inspecting her re-
| Election in the ripping water as she
coyly stuck red pomegranate flower
in her blond pompadour. 81 say, Leo,
don't give way to your nerves again.
Let's stroll over to the other side of
the park and inspect Lincoln's cabin
| Maybe if the rents not too high,
they'll let us go to housekeeping
some day I'm tired of having you
so near me all day and yet SO far
away. I'm really domestic lioness
at heart
ugh. Everything lonesome"
grunted Black Hawk as they Hoped
up the pathway on their nightly tour
of inspection, the only solace for
| their hard fate of forever adoring
| each other and yet kept apart by
IL feet of adamant pavement.
q wish | had a girl sighed the
monarch of the glen as he wandered
over to the little Tyrolean boy who
sat with crossed legs under the sill
very birch tree and softly played
his little flute.
Quit tickling" piped the lad as
the stag kicked his ear. why don't
yeu tell your troubles to the main
squeeze. maybe he'll get the park
commissioners to buy stages or
a coy gazelle with gumdrop eyes for
lyou."
| The monarch of the glen skunk
away and choked down his chagrin
with mouthful of rose-colored
blooms in the geranium bed.
Tinkle, tinkle. drip. drip. fell the
shower of crystal drops from over
head into the fountain basin, like
a rain of sparkling diamonds. A
lonely birding in its nest i'm the
pomegranate tree nearby, chirped an
answer to the fountains sweet mu-
sic.
| Heap sad" sighed Black Hawk.
watching the smoke curl and rise
from his pipe like blue spiral.
Stone Injun job no fun. Too much
public gaze in job. Rather hunt,
fish and scalp paleface. Ugh"
Gee. but you're the spiteful cop
per-faced kid" rang out girlish
voice on the clear air.
Huh. who speaKs?" grunted
Black Hawk. turning his eagle eye
towards the fountain
Il did, Salome.' called back the
sylphlike figure perched on it's high
est point. You've got 'em bad to-
night Blackie. Better slip over and
watch me do the last movement to
this wiggle dance, I've been 10 years
in executing. You need a tonic. Bet
! ter take parquet seat. Here I've
| been waving this SO cents yard
| piece of chiffon for ages until my
! arms and back are nearly broken.
I'm all in, Blackie, and cold too.
| You've got blanket and pipe, but
I'm expected to keep up this ever
| lasting stage smile and stand on one
| toe while this fountain throws an
| ice cold shower bath up and down
my spine
| Poor paleface squaw." answered
the mighty chief rising to his feet.
Heap sorry Nice girl. Minnehaha
back number, you warm baby"
| Salome smiled coyly and patted
one of the little fat cupids at her
| =
kid. Blackie. I'm not much stuck
on this new antique ivory skin treat-I
ment they gave me last month, al
| though it's the latest wrinkle in the
enameling line in gay Paree. Hon
est. | think | looked better last year
in that silver outfit. OF course my
figure is really the strong point. Her
cd thought so in his day and it's
only natural that great chief like
yourself should agree on that score"
| yep. Heap fine figure" grunted
Black Hawk. But only smile-no
lbuckskin or beads-no like
| "There you go again" protested
/ Salome drawing her veil over her
dimpled shoulders while the moon
4 light glittered on the falling water
around her.
I'm high art she laughed as she
stepped down into the basin and
leaned forward towards the spot
where the great Indian chief stood
calmly surveying her chaste charms.
The trouble with you, Blackie, is
that you are too unappreciative and
terribly slow. Here I've been max
ing violent love to you all these
lyears and you're just as cold a prop
osition today as the first time ] saw
you placed on that pedestal. If you'd
only been statue of Hiawatha or
John Paul Jones. I'd never have been
here tonignt-we'd have eloped years
ago AS an icy proposition, you have
/ lemon sherbet beat to a FRAGILE"
Black Hawk Strengthened up quickly,
his pride was stung to the quick.
| Huh, Paleface Salome mad!
show you!" he calculated quickly
and gingerly swinging one leg over
the side of his granite pedestal, slid
like a panther down to the flower
| bed.