Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1910-11-24


and even Old Dog Tray. and he won't
come until he gets ready. he must
have a name Of some kind. I'm going
to begin to call him Teddy-if you
don't mind too much, sis" he added
magnanimously.
"Call him anything you like. dear"
said Amy sadly. and something in her
tone reused Bert to Indignation.
ST won't call him Teddy after any
body. 1 guess. sis-anybody that will
send lemons TO q girl and do 1t by tele-
gram. Well-down, sir; down, say!
Look at him, sis.'
The dog climbed playfully over his
little master. caressed him with paws
and tongue and loved him with soft
brown eyes. tn call him Pup for
awhile" said Bert, and so the matter
was settled.
A week later Amy received another
disquieting telegram from her erst-
while lover:
why return lemons? Thought to please
you. TED.
To which Miss Winfield gave much
thought. many bitter tears and the fol-
lowing lucid reply:
Returned my own lemons to you. Am
much pleased. AMY.
And in due time came the following
message:
Lemons not received to date. Change
your mind ana keep. TED.
It's reply, Decision irrevocable;
goodby-Amy," brought forth one more
telegram from Mr.. Newton, and it be-
spoke that gentleman's masterful dis
position:
No decision irrevocable where we are
concerned Wait til see you. TED.
THE impertinencer' gasped Amy in
dignantly. II shall not see him If he
comes. After jilting me In that heart
less manner, to endeavor to ignore the
matter and make it up-never, never,
neverp'
That same day Miss Winfield re
ceived an express package containing
the objects she had mailed to Mr.
| Newton-all the books and music and
the engagement ring and even the
! love letters, which any man might
/ have been excused from retrieving
when the opportunity offered. But
/ Teddy was square in some things,
/ Amy grudgingly agreed, and so she
| put the treasures away with a little
/ degree of comfort, for these latter
weeks had been full of storm and
stress and very different from those
earlier, happier weeks Of her engage
| ment.
Then one evening when the first
/ frost lay sparkling on the garden Amy.
wrapped in shawls, stood at the gate
/ entranced with the wltchery of the
moonlight. She was there when Mr.
/ Teddy Newton STROBE up to the gate
/ and in his masterful way took her in
/ his arms and kissed away her pro-
/ tests.
what is the matter with you. dear
| est? You've had me half crazy. I
/ just stole the time to run down and
| try to square our misunderstanding
! Surely you don't harbor anger over
! that little quarrel
What made you hand me the lem
| ons?" sobbed Amy in his bosom, while
/ Mr.. Newton cast his eyes aloft In
| amazement
Hand you the lemons? Explain.
Tell me all about it. There is some
mistake" he soothed her. And so she
| told the story Of the kilograms and
1 the elucidation of that wiseacre. Bert.
and when she had concluded Mr.. New
ton burst into such a roar of laughter
that once more his sweetheart was in
dignant
Let me explain-there After our
quarrel wanted to send peace offer
ing, and so l bought you the best dog
1 could fnd-Lemons by name. if you
/ please. Sent him down by express
and by a series Of accidents have dis
covered that he went sstray-tag gone
! from crate-and fetched up Mt Tray
more station. The agent kept him
awhile and. being OF a thrifty nature.
sold him to your Uncle Abe. who pre-
scented him TO Berthe little rascal,
He'll lose the pup, Amy. for he IS
yours. Didn't you get the letter sent
before the first telegram
Never" said Amy.
'It's ended all right, anyway" COM
mented Mr.. Newton philosophically.
'Just to prove that his name is Lem
ons"- He whistled sharply and called
the dog by name.
There was n scurryinC Of little feet
on the gravel path. and the bun pup
flashed upon them and into their mu-
tuaI embrace.
Many school children suffer from
constipation, which is often the cause
of seeming stupidity at lessons
Chamberlain's Stomach and Li-er