The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1911-03-25
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A Cure for Dignity
BY LAWRENCE ALFRED CLAY

Il think l could walk out of its
path"
Il wish a policeman would arrest
you!"
What forr
Il wish he'd arrest you and Slam
bang you all over the block. and that
the Judge would give you thirty days
the next morningl Oh, that dignity
How Just would like to see IL
slam-banged!"
Thank you"
And you needn't come here no
more!"
But 1 shall"
And / never said I'd marry you
when you asked II we ought to keep
a cat. You go to father II you dare!"
is he at home this evening,
please?"
And I'd elope with the butcher
boy sooner than-than-"
Miss Chit, l haven't seen you
playing marbles or drawing q toy
cart about yeti"
her mother went to manor house
for weeks stay. 1t was winter, and
the lake, quarter of mile away,
was frozen over, and certain folks
were fishing through the ice with
good luck. Mr.. Speed was to come
down for the last two days Of their
stay. There we're four clear days in
which to SNOWFALL, sksie, fish and
slide down hill. Ev-a a snowman
was built at the gate and a sign of
Dignity" would have been hung
around his neck If Miss Chit could
have had her way. The thought that
Mr. Speed was to come down and
spoil the last two days set certain
little head thinking. A plan was
laid, and the boy who had baited her
fish-hooks was called in to conspire.
He grinned and Miss Chit giggled.
What's afoot now?" asked the sus-
picious mother.
Nothing, mamma dear. Harold will
be here tomorrow. He win arrive at
IL o'clock, the same as we did.
shall be over at the lake fishing. Tell
him where am. No. there's nothing
doing, mamma. I'd just like to see him
catch fish through the ice"
Harold arrived. AS usual, he was
punctual to the minute. He was
shown the path to the lake and he
walked over there. His last few
steps were fastened by screams for
help. Yes, he really fastened. and
the sight that met his eyes as he
stood on the shore made him thrill.
Miss Gertrude was afioat on cake
of Ice. She was holding out her
hands to him in supplication. There
was a boy standing around on one
foot with his finger in his mouth and
looking helpless.
"a boat! A boat" cried Harold
as he seized the lad and shook him
out of his coat.
"There-over there. but it's too
late!"
"Harold-oh. Harold" from the
cake of ice.
"Yes-yes. I'll save you! Help
me, you young villain or I'll drown
you'll"
There was ice and water in the
boat, and only board for a paddle,
but 1t was launched and on its way
to the rescue when a strange thing |
happened. Little Miss Chit seized
the end of the rope and began pulling |
herself and cake of ice back to the |
main portion and presently stepped |
on the firm, ice. As she did 80 she |
sat down and clapped her hands and
began to laugh. Harold slowly re-
turned the boat and then walked out |
to where the chuckles and giggles
and chirrups came from For thirty |
seconds he kept his face mobile
Then he grinned-then smiled-then |
broke down and laughed till the
tears came.
II Just bet them two folks are |
going to get married." snnounced the
boy as he sauntered up to the house.
What makes you think so?"
cause they are sitting down on
the ice a shakin' hands and laughin'
like two idiots. Hark! You can |
hear him boiler clear here!"
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