Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-04-30

and her lace fichu half round her neck.
She looked distressed.
Its not a bit changed you are, Nillie,'
said Mr.. Norman Nicholson, admiringly.
And it's good I'm feeling to see you
again. Are you glad to see me, Nillie?"
"Oh. of course" said Aunt Olivia.
She twisted herself free and went to
right the table. Then she turned to the
flowers, but Mr.. Norman Nicholson had
already gathered them up, leaving a good
~ sprinkling of leaves and stalks on the
carpet.
Il picked these for you in the river
field, Nilie.'' he said. Where will I be
getting something to stick them in? Here,
this will do
He grasped a frail painted vase from
the mantel. stuffed the flowers in it and
set it on the table. The look on Aunt
Olivia's face was too much for me at
last 1 turned. caught Peggy by the
shoulder and dragged her out of the
house.
He will horrify the very soul out Of
Aunt Olivia's body If he goes on L
gasped. But he's splendid-and he
thinks the world of her-and, oh, Peggy.
did you ever hear such kisses? Fancy
Aunt Olivia,''
1t did not take us long to get we'll ac-
quainted with Mr.. Norman Nicholson He
almost haunted Aunt Olivia's house, and
Aunt Olivia insisted on our staying with
her most of the time. She seemed to be
very shy of finding herself alone with
him. He Mortified her dozen times in
an hour: nevertheless, she was very
proud of him and liked to be leased about
him, too; she was delighted that we ad-
mired him.
Though, to be sure, he Is very differ
ent in his looks from what he used 10
be-" she said. He is so dreadfully big!
And do not like beard, but 1 have not
the courage to ask him to shave it Off
He might be offended. He has bought the
Millman homestead in Tolliver county
and wants to be married in a month.
Bat, dear me. that is too soon. lit
would hardly be proper
station without getting sight or track OF
the mechanical super. and he was about
to flag the job of searching for him when
he heard that the man he was looking for
was III conference Win the preSiueiil VI
the road
'Well, this conference stuff didn't scare
the fireman any. He'd been sent by his
immediate superior To get hold of the
mechanical super, and he didn't care If
the super was closeted with the Mahara-
jah of Rangoon his idea was to get him
and fetch him. And so. greasy and gritty
dungarees and smudgy face and all. he
clomped up the stairs to the door where
President was painted on the main door
of the row on the gallery. He didn t
even rap on the presidents door and wait
for Come in He was too direct man
for that sort of fidding and beating about
the bush. Instead, he grabbed a-hold of
the doorknob and pushed right into the
Presidents solemn. profoundly dignified
office. He forgot that he still was wear
ing his cap, too, when he found himself
inside the presidents office.
We'll, the austerely dignified president
and the superintendent OF the mechanical
department had their heads together at
the presidents desk, and when this grimy
apparition thrust himself in without airy
knock or asking by your leave, they both
glanced up at him with expressions of
establishment
THE superintendent found himself
first-recognizing the huge fireman-and
grinned But the dignified president
didn't grin not by blamed sight. He
turned red with outraged dignity and
things.
'''WellT said the president to the big
fireman. who still was standing there
with his cap on one ear, and the presi-
dent spoke in a tone of muffied wrath.
II com L Snag the super, boss eX-