The Wenatchee daily world. [volume] (Wenatchee, Wash.) 1905-1971, 1909-01-22

the horses had settled On biz h.lJ ~
waistcoat so freely that his cleani;l
had assumed neural So
above which his sun tanned -" -,
red hair looned like the s.l0G9 :.
fog. Josephine's sco!Gi-c drove -
to brush his shoulders with Ii; -,
raising cloud of dust a'.o2t Ii
head.
stop It," Mrs. Allen shouted shrihy
''Slim Hoover. if your brains was Gg-
Mantle you couldn't blow the tcp o.
your head off,
Polly was greatly amused b. Sims
encounter with the clearly Mrs. Allen
Slim stood with open mouth. watch
ing Mrs. Allen fiounce out Of the room
after Echo. who was trying N vain
TO suppress her laughter Turning to
Polly. he said Amt seen you III some
time"
Slim was thankful that the girl was
seated ut the table with her back to
him. Somehow CT ether he found he
could speak to her mere freely when
she was not looking at him.
That's So? she challenged. Come
20 the birthday?'
''Not regular" he answered.
Polly glanced at him over her Shout
der. The look was too much for Slim.
lie turned away to hide his embarrass-
ment. Partly recovering from bis
bashfulness. he coughel preparatory
to speaking But Polly had vanished.
AS one looks sheepishly for the ma
gician's disappearing coin, SO Slim
gaZed at floor and ceiling as if the girl
might pop up anywhere. Spying an
empty chair behind him. he sank into
it gingerly and awkwardly.
Meantime Polly returned with q
broom and began sweeping out the
evidences of Sims visit. She spoke
again.
Get them holdups yet that killed
old Man Terrific" she asked.
Not yet Eut we had a new shootin
over'n our town yesterday"
Slime was doing his best to make
conversation. Polly did not help him
out very freely
THAT so?" was her reply.
Spotted Taylor shot two China
men,
Polly's curiosity was aroused.
what fCr:" she asked. stopping her
sweeping for moment.
Just to give the new graveyard
start Slim chuchlcd.
al IN
Spotted Taylor was always public
spirited either" was her comment.
HE sure was assented Slim.
Get up there. / want to sweep I'M
der that chair" Polly brushed Sims
feet with the broom vigorously. With
an elaborate Excuse mer' Slim arose,
but reseated himself in another chair
directly in the pathway of Polly's
broom.
Get out of there. too" she cried
"Shucks! There amt any room for
me nowhere" he muttered disgusted-
ly.
"You shouldn't take up so much Of
it,"
Slim attempted to take seat on the
small gilt chair which was Jacks
wedding present to Echo. Polly caught
sight of him in time. Look out" she
shouted. THAT chair wasn't built for
full grown man like you"
Slim nervOusly replaced the chair
before writing desk. Polly welded
her broom about the feet of the sher-
if, who danced clumsily about trying
to avoid her.
you're just tryin' to sweep me out
of here" he complained.
"Well. if you will bring dust in with
you. you must expect to be swept out"
Polly replied. with a show of spirit.
Polly was shaking the mat vigorous,
~ at the door when Slim said:
81 see they buried Poker Bill this
mOrnin'.'
"Is he dead?' 1t was the first Polly
had heard of the passing away of one
of the characters Of the territory. She
had expressed her surprise in the form
of an interrogation, emphasizing the
she" colloquialism of the south
west.
Slim, however, had chosen to ignore
the manner Of speech and, with a
grin, answered: "Ye-es. That's why
they buried him."
Polly laughed in spite Of herself
what did he die Off" she asked.
AS Slim was about to take a drink
at the ola he failed to hear her.
''Eh?" he grunted.
What did he die OFF," she repeated
Give aces" was the sober reply of
the sheriff before he drained the gourd
Polly put the broom back of the door
and was rearranging the articles on
the table before Slim could muster up
enough courage to speak on the topic
which was always uppermost in his
mind when in her presence.
'Say. Miss Polly he began.
eff you've anything to say to me.
Slim Hoover. just say it. l can't be
bothered today-all the fixins an
things" saucily advised the girl.
well, what l want to say is be-
gan the sheriff.
At this moment Rud Lane 1aborino