Evening star., 1911-08-20

relieves his feelns by httin the mahogany fist whacl
that makes the silver Jingle.
Minnie he roars at the maid. who had the IN
fernal impudence to pick those? 1t almost chokes him
to get it out he's boilin over and he points to
the bowl of roses.
"Please, Sir, I'm sure don't know Sir, stanmers
the maid.
"Don't know, eh?" howls Montgomery. "Well, by
the great gaoping gophers! you'd better find out and
mighty quick too! Understand? If I'm not told within
the next five minutes who picked those
"Why, l picked them, Mr.. Gunners,7 says Miss
McCloud. as calm and serene as you please:
"You did, eh?' gasps Montgomery. "You-you-
Here, young woman! say that again, will you?"
"Oh, certainly, says She Il gut the roses and put
them the table"
4But-but my dAnjous!' he snorts. "AIy pet roses!
Finest in the garden! Girl didn't you know that never
allow anyone to pick those, never?s
1How stupid of you'll remarks Salina in quiet off
hand way.
"Wha-a-at?" chokes Montgomery.
They're full blown goes Salina, @and they
couldn't possibly last more than day or SO longer.
Besides, there dozens more, and | like flowers
the table. So why make fuss over them?@
And, as if that settled the question for good
and all, Miss McCloud calmly proceeds to
AGirl!7 yels Montgomery grabbin' the table
with both hands and leann' across his plate
he could glare at her closer. He'd gone white
now and his face was tw1tchin' and he acted
like he almost ready to spring on her. |
was on the edge of my chair, ready for jump
myself; for, host or no host my fingers was just
1tCnln 10 1eeI tne Dack OF MS neck
But Salina didn't seem to mind beln glared
at a bit. Them pale blue eyes of hers kept
steady and level and there just a suspicion
of a smile her thin lips.
"There, therel" says she careless like. "Why
try to bully ME? I'm nobody. And, anyway,
: I've been buied much in my life that it
~ no novelty. Besides, the cut
- I'm quite likely to pick some more tomorrow
too.
@You-youl1--" but Montgomery is beyond
speech. All he can do is glare some more and
try to splutter threats.
"Of course shall, goes on Salina w Won
YOU have the powdered sugar for your melon
And Montgomery Well. he just sank back
" in his chair and painted for minute nd-then
. he reused up and put sugar his nlelcn That
was all 1t wa mt any miracle, either. Salina'
~ way of handln him simple, when you
N it worked. She just let him shake out his whole
- bag of tricks without payin any attention. and
when he was all through havin' his catft-
4 why, he through.
To be sure one lesson didn't finish the job
- He didn't seem to understand what had hap
pened, either, and five minutes later he tries
throwin' another spasrn. One of his pet whims,
it appears to have jar of marmalade
standn' by his plate every meal Sometimes
he used it, and sometimes he didn't; but he Il
laid down the law that it should always be
there. Saina happened to see it as she was
butterin slice of toast.
marnalade'
Minnie" says Montgomery, @wil let the marmalade
alone
"But why?" asks Salina
"Why!' snaps out Montgomery. Because that IS
there for my personal use None OF the rest OF my
family likes narrnalade.
4How absurd" says Salina. "But do. Don't bother
Minnie; I'll help myself.
And Saina does What could Montgomery do?
Well he tries his old of glarn but it didn't have
any more effect than shootn cap pistol at the moon
C,1;,, din he ma