The log cabin Democrat. [volume] (Conway, Ark.) 1901-1982, 1909-05-13
BY ]. SackvilIe Martin


Pm sure | was very quick"
Just see me knock the plaster off
that chap there" said Charlie, buoy
antly, buzzing second ball at the
statue. His aim was true, and sec
ond shower of plaster fell.
Poor Cupid" said the girl. "He
ought to have netting put around
him"
"A lot better for the world if he
had, said Charlie, promptly.
"Cynic, Who's wasting time now?
What are you going to give me?"
Fifteen and licking"
But you're not"
What? Not 15?"
mo. I'll take 10. Not a licking"
You won't be able to help it. Come
on"
They took their places on opposite
sides to the net. The service fell to
Charlie. Gently he sent the ball
across.
IF you insult me with another serv-
ice like that" said Edie. ignoring it,
Il won't play so there"
"All right then. take that" Char
lie sent in an express. Got you that
time, | think"
TRY it again"
Il will Take that Oh, pretty"
do you mean me?" asked Edie,
calmly
I'm dashed if I do, my dear,
meant your return"
I,
silly. didn't it,"
Think | look silly?"
You did"
"All right, my fair cousin,
I'll make you look sillier before I've
finished with you"
and l." murmured the damaged
Cupid, unheard will make you both
look silly before I have finished with
you I'll teach you to spoil my plas-
ter"
Service return. and rally went on
through the afternoon. Charlie was
hot; Edie flushed and painting. Her
hair was no longer the perfection of
neatness, but it's stray curls framed
her face adorably. At length, as she
| rushed across the court to take a
short forehand drive, she stumbled,
and, putting out her hand to save
herself fell with her palm against
the pedestal upon which Cupid
stretched his bow
"Oh, oh dear" she cried. I've
hurt my wrist"
whats up now" said Charlie,
standing over her and looking at the
flushed face upturned to his with
| lively admiration. You're not really
hurt. are you?
Il am. It's that statue"
"Confoundedly in the way, that Gu
pid," growled Charlie. Sure you're
not shamming?"
I'm not You can look if you like.
See my wrist"
Charlie knelt down.
Its frightfully swollen, isn't it?''
she said, extending it.
Its an awfully pretty wrist" he
said, taking it tenderly.
1T isn't. It's swollen"
Il never knew it was so pretty
before" he continued.
Its the swelling that makes it that
shape" she explained, 1T will GO
down in time"
''Edie. you little humbug it isn't
swollen at ALL"
She tried to snatch her hand away
Il must say you haven't much sym
pathy," she said. Let it go if there S
nothing the matter with it,"
There is nothing the matter with
it; that's why I'm keeping it."
Il can't see what my wrist is to
you"
No? Suppose l was to ask fol
the hand?"
"Charlie!"
''Yes?"
you What do you Why do you
: Oh, don't you think we had bet
ter go on with our game?"
Couldn't allow it. my dear. Your
wrist is sprained. Besides, you
haven't answered my question"
You shouldn't ask such silly ques
tons"
is it a silly question:"
yes"
And why?
Because because you ought tC
know the answer"
All"
Conversation became incoherent
except perhaps to Cupid. whose Ian
guage it was. 1t was at least l.
| minutes before English was spoken
sagain.
Il wonder what the score was wher
we left off" said Eide, with fine all
Of detachment.
"Love-all," murmured Cupid to the
rossbushes. 81 said I'd teach them t.
sDoit my plaster"