The Caucasian. (Shreveport, La.) 1900-192?, 1911-04-02

! morning and evening.
Hello, Two-by- four WIS her 9s1a,
greeting, Seems to NE YOUR store
looks emDtier. You must have sold
package Of chewing gum
Amt much room in here SIRE. "
joe would answer. with his slow g~.f.
except for ven, Daise. Me and the
store are waitin' for you whenever
Foul take US. Don't you think you
might before 1ong|'
store" A fine scorn was eynressnd
by Daisy's uptilted nose. "Sardine
box. Waitin' for me, you say? Gee.
you'd have to throw out about a hun
dred pounds of candy before / could
get inside Of it, joe"
Il wouldn't mind an even swap like
that, said Joe, complimentary
Dalsy's existence was limited in
every way. She had to walk sideways
between the counter and the shelves
In the candy store. In her own hall
bedroom coziness had been carried
| close to cohesiveness. The walls were
so near to one another that the paper
on them made perfect babel of noise.
She could light the gas with one hand
and close the door with the other with
out taking her eyes off the reflection
or her brown pompadour in the mir
ror. She had Joe's picture in a gilt
frame on the dresser, and sometimes
but her next thought would always be
of Joe's funny little store tackled like
soap box to the corner of that great
building, and away would go her SEN
timent in breeze of laughter
Daisy's other sutton followed Joe by
several months, He came to board in
the house where she lived. His name
was Dabster, and he was aAphiIoso-
pher Though young, attainments
stood out upon him like continental
labels on 4 Passaic IN. j. suit case.
| Knowledge he had kidnapped from
cyclopedias and handbooks of useful
| information, but as for wisdom-when
she passed he was left shifting in the
road without so much as the number
| of her motorcar He could and would
/
muscle making properties of peas and
! veal, the shortest verse in the Bible,
the number of pounds of single nails
required to fasten 256 shingles laid
four inches to the weather. the popu-
lation of Kankakee, theories of Spino.
"a, length of the Hoosac tunnel, the
best time to set hen, the salary OF
the railway postoffice messenger be-
/ tween Driftwood and Red Bank Fur
mace. Pa, and the number of bones il
the fore leg of a cat.
This weight of learning was nc
handicap to Dabster. His statistics
! were the sprigs of parsley with which
he garniShed the feast of small talk
that he would set before you if he
conceived that TO be your taste. And
again, he used them as breastworks
in foraging at the boarding house
Firing at you volley of figures con
corning the weight of a Iineal foot OF
bar iron by 2s1 inches and the aver
age annual rainfall at Fort Smelling
Mimi, he would transfix with his forl
while you were trying to rally sutfi
j GENTLY to ask him weakly why a her
crosses the road.
Thus brightly armed and further
equipped with measure of goot
j looks, Of a r-oily-shopping-d district
at-3-in-the-afternoon kind. it seems
that Joe Of the lilliputian emporium
had a rival worthy of his steel. But
Joe carried no steel. There wouldn
/ have been room in his store to draw il
IL he had.
One Saturday afternoon about
! o'clock Daisy and Mr. Dabster stopped
before Joe's booth. Dabster wore d
silk hat, and-well, Daisy was Wo
| man, and that hat had no chance te
4 get back in its box until Joe had seer
i it. A stick of pineapple chewing gum
was the ostensible object of the call
{. Joe. supplied it through the open side
of his store. He did not pale or faltel
i at sight of the hat
"Mr. Dabster's going to take me on
top of the building to observe the
view said Daisy after she had intro
j duced her admirers 81 never was on
a skyscraper. guess it must be aW
full nice and funny up there"
Him. said Joe.
1.-THE panorama" said Mr. Dabster
exposed to the gaze from the top OF
4 a lofty building is not only Sublime
but instructive. Miss Daisy has de
cided pleasure in store for her.
Its windy up there, too, as well as
here" said Joe Are you dressed
warm enough, Daise?"
t'Sure thing! I'm all lined" said
Daisy, smiling slyly at his cleuded
brow. You look just like mummy
in a case Joe. Amt you just put il
an invoice of pint Of peanuts or an.
other apple? Your store looks awful
overstocked.'
Daisy giggIed at her favorite joke
and Joe had to smile with her.
'.Your quarters are somewhat limit.
ed, Mr.-er-er.' remarked Dabster
lin comparison with the size of this
Il b11iIdinr I understand fhp area of IFS