The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1910-07-18
Popping Corn
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"Ahi" said Mr.. Luckey, advancing
into the room. "A wood fret
Yes" smiled Miss Dotty. looking
up Isn't It nicei"
'Flnei" exclaimed Mr.. Luckey, sit
ting on the edge Of a chair. "Finel"
1T always looks so--so"- -5egan
Miss Dotty.
80 cheerful!" cried Mr.. Luckey.
mo, didn't mean that; but So
$3.50 warml" cried Mr.. Luckey.
mo. not warm exactly, but So
so---"
$50 homelike?" he asked.
Yes she softly answered. ma
king eyes at him. and she sank ON a
hassock by the side OF the fire, as
though In any contemplation Of this
scene as homelike spectacle, she
was going to be In the picture.
Have you an open fireplace IN
your room?" she asked, striving to
present to his mind the antithesis OF
his present state Of momentary hap
piness.
No" he mourned; mo such luck"
Poor boyl" she whispered to the
FIRE. Poor boyn'
no such Iuckl" be repeated mourn
fully.
Draw up your chair little near
err" she kindly said to him. There.
now. isn't that comfortable~
"Finel" said Mr.. Luckey. Zine!
Did you ever see anything like the
way 1t rained today?"
She frowned slightly and was ap-
parontly about to change the subject,
but thought better Of it at the last mo-
ment.
4 hope IT won't rain tonight" she
said.
so do L." said he.
Il always feel 50 sorry when you
have to leave in the rain"
So do l." said he.
She made eyes at him again, sighed
at the silence more in sorrow than in
anger and all at once looked brisk
and excited.
"Graciousl" she cried, Il nearly for
gotl"
Forgot what7" he asked.
I've got corn pepper and a lot OF
corn. Shall we make some POPCORN"
"Yesls he cried. THAT would be
lots Of fun"
She ran out into the kitchen and
took the corn pepper from a hook.
Where's the corn, Sarah7" she
asked the cook
Il tell you the corn won't popl" ex-
claimed the cook. Il told you once and
! tell you again. that there corn alnt
the kind to pop"
she took the corn nevertheless and
went back into the parlor.
NOW" she said you put the corn
IN the pepper like this. and then you
hold II over the flre. n you'll move
over little IN that chair
He moved over silently and she sat
down beside him. Il was one OF those
large. comfortable turkish rockers with
high arms and back, just right for
two, and as she leaned over to pop
the corn the cosy light of the FIRE
played on her face and showed Just
whore her dimples were.
She shook the pepper with Wig
oroUs arm; he moved over to give her
more elbow room.
IT doesn't pop" she pouted.
They watched the corn carefully,
both leaning forward. with their
heads very close together.
you hold IT," she said: but as he
took the handle she cried. "waitl"
and seized the pepper again, uncon.
sciously placing her hand over his. Il
thought / saw one pop them" she
cried.
NO he said. taking It. T don't
see any"
She took the pepper from him and
holding It over the fire she fell TO
shaking it again. crying:
Pop. Popl Hang you. popl Don't
you see I'm waiting for you to pop?
Popl pop! pop. I tell youl never
saw anything 50 slow in all my life!
What's the matter with you anyway?
Don't you know how to popg Good
griefl Pop popl Isn't there any pop
in youl Popl popl pop. / tell you'll
POP!"
And as she shook the handle, oh.
ever so vigorously. hand was bash
fully placed over hers. an arm was
timidly placed about her waist-and
Mr.. Luckey popped
sad end 70 Boyish Prank.