The Fargo forum and daily republican. [volume] (Fargo, N.D.) 1894-1957, 1910-07-30

PLEASE, Mrs, Chiffon, there's man wishing to
speak with YOU"
Mrs. Chiffon rose from the table and went 70 tba
door troley-car official raised his hat as he asked
DO you own big red dog, lady?"
Why, yes. we do. What is the matter? What
well, /! can't rightly say as he's done anythin,
It's more like what he won't do. He's squatted him
SET IN the very middle OF the track, and sits there
| knock him into cooked hat don't see how I'm go
IN to run my Course it's only trial trips we're
maxim yet, but in few days we'll be a-runnin replar
and don't want to start out by KILN no valuable
dog, and gettin run in for it. So I wisht you'd
please call him home"
- Mrs Chiffon collapsed upon the hall settee to laugh
Then she called to Lois "Run out and persuade Don
that the trolley company does own that property now
Lois and that have received full value for it. AS
sure him that the lot is theirs, not ours and he
is under no obligation to mount guard over it."
The man smiled broadly tipped his hat once more
and turned to follow Lois, who fed, laughing down
the steps to bring home the big Irish setter who could
not be reconciled to the new order of things upon
what he supposed was his mistresss property
Don was character. During the previous sum-
he had stood beside his mistress while neigh
Dor gathered for her splendid bunch of scarlet ger
anums and presented it with graceful little speech
Inc next day, and the next, and the next Don laid
tlne geranium plant, and ALL at Mrs Chiltons
feet and looking into her face with as near an ap-
preach to their neighbours smile as he could manage
asked in his dog language Wasn't that thoughtful of
me?"
The neighbor did not agree Neither did Mrs
Chiffon feel especially grat6ed when Don undertook
to keep the larder supplied with poultry after hav-
ing observed the manner in which the gardener put
an end to the life of hapless chicken and then car
RED It to the cook. Don could not talk but he could
and did think as he proved later.
The following Monday, Lois papers were not sent
home She had passed in every subject excepting
English Literature That paper was scored from
end to end every defect being magnihed to the last
degree. Her lips quvered as she looked at it over
her mothers shoulder for many of the points criticised
were those upon which Miss Joy had insisted earlier
in the year. but had aferward entirely forgotten I'm
der the circumstances it was impossible for her to
pass.
few hours later the family and Don were speed
ing toward Lakewood. Holy Week passed in all its
hush of peace and rest Many weary heart and
body had sought the soothing influence of Lakewood
for moral and physical restoration Many tired brain
was resting among the tall, whispering. pines whose
beautiful arching boughs had given the first hint
OF Gothic architecture long years before. Here in
the silent wood, which were Goods first temples"
restless spirits Gained and fractions ones found
peace and discouraged renewed hope.
Easter very late that year, and in this shell
tered inland region the foliage had already advanced
more than elsewhere and all the world was a tender
green with pink and white hints of future blossom
ing.
Early Easter morning, Lois and Don stole away
from the hotel and hurried off to remote bit of
woodland bordering lake. From afar came the soft
tened sound of church bells ringing for early service
AS she walked through the beautiful pine wood,