The Mathews journal. (Mathews C.H. [Court House]) 1903-1937, 1910-07-21

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you ever saw that scratches me every
time l pat her"
Southgate thought the heat must
have affected his companion and made
no reply. They returned TO the car
to ind the new tire on and again
started out.
They were nearing the lodge when
the machine stopped and refused TO
move. Investigation proved that the
gasoline had given out.
Once more the chauffeur heard Mr..
Southgate's opinion OF him in rather
pertinent language. There was moth
ing to do but walk to Linden lodge.
so Irene and Arthur started out. The
distance was short, but Irene was
was dressed for riding and not for
walking. Her dainty slippers with
high heels were little support, and
seuddenly turning her ankle she ut
tered little cry.
Are you hurt?' exclaimed South
gate with some concern. There was
certainly something very congenial
about Irene Arlington, he decided.
Not a Bit" answered Irene, "only
the heel OF my slipper has come OF I"
What the deuce shall we do now ?"
he cried. She smiled and before she
could answer he added-"For heav-
ems sake don't tell me that you Just
love to hop on one foot"
Not that" laughed Irene. but do
you go and get stone and knock the
other heel OF; then can walk in
slippers without heels as the kiddies
do"
Arthur Southgate had never learned
the cobbler's trade, but as he took of
the odd slipper, he almost wished be
had. The heel was knocked OF and
he put back the slipper, took of the
other and pounded the nails down fat,
replaced that, and in a few minutes
they were on the porch OF Linden
lodge.
Arthur sent OF a man from the
garage with a fresh supply Of gaso-
line for his man down tn eroad. Irene
set her hat Alright and awaited Ar
thurs return.
We're pretty last, 1 guess" he said
as he Joined her, for 1 can't seem
to ind Jack and Mrs. Jack anywhere
Are you all right?"
Yes, indeed" assured Irene, but
do wish you would telephone mother
that we will be a bit late. You know
mothers will worry"
Arthur called an attendant.
Call 967 Terrace, will you, and
when you get them I'll talk"
Beg pardon, sir" began the man
but the telephone amt workin' to-
day-anything else, STRIP
Yes, get out Of here" roared South
gate. "Well-In be-jiggered! What
next, do you suppose?"
Dinner, hope" said Irene with a
hearty laugh. I'm a bit hungry"
AT the table Arthur Southgate ate
little. He never could tell himself in
after years whether it was his appe-
tite that played himfalse, or whether
some new quality came into his be-
ing, and left no room for anything
else.
But during that meal Arthur's idea
OF women in general, and one in par
ticular, seemed to pass through a met
amorphosis. Perhaps all women were
not spithres. Perhaps all women were
not historical and unreasonable-and
lot OF other disagreeable qualities
win which he had always attributed
them.
The hot soup was almost cold. the
iced asparague was lukewarm, and the
afttr-dinner coffee wa sbitter-but
~ SoAu ever lulnS was Just right
1t was lovely ride home, without
any mishaps, and Arthur sat gazinp
at Irene. Two or three times he
started to say something, but for some
reason the resourceful Mr.. Southgate
could not frame his sentence just
right.
Finally, he leaned a bit closer tc
his companion.
"lrene-Im in love-in fact I've
been in love for some time and I oply
found it out lately"
oh, how nice!" exclaimed Irene
When did you find it out, and who's
the girl?"
Just found it out about an bour
ago, and WE'LL wouldn't have to gel
out a search warrant to find the girl
Do you think that a girl with the
most heavenly disposition in the world
"a disposition that absolutely nothing
could ruffie-would consent TO marry
bear?" faltered Arthur.
On, l should think she'd lust love
TO tame him." cried Irene before She
realized the significance of the ramarl,