Golden Valley chronicle. (Beach, Billings County, N.D.) 1905-1916, 1910-07-01

rode on the traction company's re-
pair wagon. was going to give her a
poodle as soon as his brother got the
hauling contract in the Ninth. And
the man who always ate spareribs and
spinach and said he was q stock
broker asked her to 90 to "Parsifal"
with him.
Il don't know where this place is"
said Aileen while talking it over with
Tidy. but the wedding rings got to
be on before l put a stitch into a
travelling dress. Amt that right? Well,
I guess!'
But. Tidy:
In steaming. chattering, cabbage
scented Bogle's there was almost a
heart tragedy. Tidy, with the blunt
nose. the hay colored hair, the free
kled skin, the bag O. meal figure, had
never had an admirer. Not a man
followed her with his eyes when she
went to and fro in the restaurant
save now and then when men glared
with the beast hunger for food. None
Of them bantered her gayly to coquet-
tish interchanges Of wit. None Of
them loudly jollied her Of morn.
ings as they did Aileen. accusing her,
when the eggs were slow in coming.
Of late hours in the company of en-.
We'd SWANS. No one had ever given
her turquoise ring or invited her
upon voyage to mysterious, distant
"Parsifal."
Tidy was good waitress, and the
men tolerated her. They who sat at
her tables spoke to her briefly with
quotations from the bill of fare and
then raised their voices in honeyed
and otherwise favored accents clio
quently addressed to the fair Aileen
They writhed in their chairs to gaze
around and over the impeding form OF
Tidy, that Aileen's pulchritude nigh,
season and make ambrosia of theil
bacon and eggs.
And Tidy was content to be the un
wooed drudge If Aileen could receive
the dattery and the homage The
blunt nose was loyal to the short Gre
clan. She was Aileen's friend, and
she was glad to see her rule hearts
and wean the attention of men from
smoking potpie and lemon meringue
But deep below our freckles and hay
colored hair the unhandsomest Of US
dream of prince or princess. no.
vicarious. but coming to us alone.
There was a morning when Aileer
tripped in to work with a slight.
bruised eye. and Tildy's solicitude wa.
almost enough to heal any optic.
Fresh guy" explained Aileen, "las
night as l was going home at Twenty
third and Sixth. sashayed up. so h,
did. and made a break. turned hin
down cold. and he made sneak. bu
followed me down to Eighteenth ant
tried his hot air again. Gee. but
slapped him good one side of tn
face! Then he give me that eye
Does it look real awful. Til? shout.
hate that Mr.. Nicholson should see /
when he comes in for his tea an.
toast at TO-"
Tidy listened to the adventure wit
breathless admiration. No man hat
ever tried to follow her. She wa
safe abroad at any hour of the TWEEN
ty-four. What bliss it must have bee
to have had man follow one an
black ones eye for love!
Among the customers at Bogle's wa
young man named Seeders. VIII
worked in laundry office. MIR. Seed
ers was thin and had light hair an
appeared to have been recently roug
dried and starched. He was too diff
dent to aspire to Aileens notice, S
he usually sat at one of Tildy's table!
where he devoted himself to silenc
and boiled weakfish.
One day when Mr.. Seeders came i
to dinner he had been drinking bee
There were only two or three custom
ers in the restaurant. When Mr.. Seei
ers had finished his weakfish he &C