Little Falls herald. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1889-1950, 1910-12-30

SHE WILL LOOK AFTER ME- HER
sELF-OR. THAT II TO Say
voices began to whisper in the ears
Of those whose habits were most reg
ular, warning them that it was high
time they betook themselves to bed,
the plans for the morrow were fairly
complete Il
The day dawned bright and clear
The snow was fine and hard and gave
back thousand sparkles for every
glance from the bedroom window Of
the early riser. The ladies of Swan,
pucket knew nothing of what was in
store for them, but rose early to finish
their New Years cake and candy max,
ing and to attend to the thousand de-
tails OF this day Of nut cracking, and
corn popping, and apple baking. Soon
after breakfast numerous tall and SOM
Der figures, but all with sprightly gaits,
might have been seen vending their
way to a common rendezvous at tue
Bachelor club, and doubtless they were
noticed by many, but the real alarm
did not begin to be sounded by Swami
pucket society until the doorbells b.
gan a Jingle, Jingle, Jingle, that grow
more frequent as the day wore on.
Her first caller took Miss Clarisaa
frey entirely by surprise. AS she aft
erwards explained she felt as il the
tide Of time had taken her up bodily
and set her back 80 years. When tho
doorhell rang she was not prepared
for callers, being dressed. indeed, in
her wrapper; but when peek through
a side window had revealed the fact
that her caller (world on end:) was
Mr.. Emmett Keene. dressed in keeping
with bygone style Of chivalry which
she we'll remembered, even to the FLAIR
Ing white collar and black tie and the
sold-headed cane, she flew with maid
envy agitation to the very garnet, leav-
lng his admittance to others while she,
alive to the spirit of the occasion.
lecked herself out with wonder of
hoop skirt which her niece Phoebe
had planned to wear that very night
at New Years amateur play. Emmett
Keene never had got ahead of Clarissa
Frey. and he wouldn't do so at this
late day if she could help it.
Mr.. Keene was somewhat taken apack
when, after considerable delay, there
entered the drawing-room an appari-
ton that seemed to have a double in
the storehouse of his memory. Ha
tried to account for 30 years gone nv
but for the life Of him could not make
It more than 20 in the figure before
him. He had to admit, as he had don.
In times past, that Clarissa Frey wa
remarkable woman. After the or.
change of New Years greetings and
gossip Mr.. Keene tried to explain ths
organization and purposes of the new
bureau of chivalry, "a new-er-de.
! parture of the Bachelor club" As h.
explained. with nervousness. But
somehow the point didn't carry. Nv:
inadvertent mention Of the fact that
the departure was founded upon thu
much discussed plea for; protection
from Mrs. Dexter, Bloom, he found
himself launched upon a deep and
ethical discussion of women's clnha
which ended only. with the tinsle:: ~
the doorbell, announcing tie arriv.l
of a fellow clubman, and iadicat: M
that Mr.. Keene was not: properly A.
portioning the time 1T his. dtsposal
among the members q the fair -,
on his list. h as e sst T. Ess .f
Mrs. Dexter Bloou:s a widow of
constde rabIea d enitys II and egreasfve,
linteAect. 81 oannot 10 saidssthat i 40;
sreysaieG gsaseo agitation wnstsiif
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