The Green Forest tribune., 1911-02-03

Such an interesting article. Dicky. Two Famous American Surgeons. Have you read it?" The chaperon's eyes sparkled mirthfully as they re garded young man who with the aid of a cane hobbled up the steps of the veranda
 Fortunately, I don't require the aid of surgeon. The tone was acrid with irritability.
 My dear boy, l wasn't alluding to your condition at all, said Mrs. Dris- coll still with the twinkle in her eyes.
 Well, I read the article yesterday Felt proud of all Americans. Not a humorous article. Didn't have the eff feet of making me grin like Cheshire cat"
 Why Richard Chesterfield"
 ''The day is too warm for exclama- tions, commented Dickey, seating himself with difficulty.
 Such rudeness!" exclaimed the woman. He fancies impudence is wit
 "Rudeness!" My dear Mrs. Dris- coll, I simply stated"
 The drift of your remark was ob- vious." interrupted Mrs. Driscoll.
 Not at all,' said the young man. But sometimes when shoes fit peo- pie they have an idea that they ought to wear them"
 Dickey was leaning forward in or der to keep a certain white gowned figure in view.
 Did you see them?" he asked.
 But Mrs. Driscoll had turned away from him. Only after fitting apol- ogy will answer" she said. Don't you know any better, Dickey, then to call woman that you expect to ask favors from 8 cat"
 Well, then you grinned like a Billi- ken" said the young man and smile for the moment lit up his face.
 That is better. Anything but a cat. It does not follow that all chap erons are cats.'
 You're not worth your salt as a chaperon, said Dicky sayagely.
 Insult added to injury
 Did you see them go?" asked Dicky, still with his eyes on a certain couple.
 Yes"
 And you her chaperon! Why didn't you stop her? He is a cad. You know it. What would her father say Tell you what-Iye a good mind to write her father and tell him how things are going here.
 T told her last Friday that if she ever went out with him again I would break the engagement.
 But we patched it up to the last. She promised never to go out with him again. And now--'
 The pause was full of emphasis.
 And noW-' Mrs. Driscoll re- peated looking thoughtfully out to the ocean.
 If it wasn't for this game leg I'd
 Does she know how you got it?'' Mrs Driscoll interrupted
 Of course she does," Dicky an swered
 "Ah!"
 And wouldn't you think she would feel proud of me for holding in that runaway team If it had not been for that wagon in the way there would not have been an accident at all But she l. happened.
 How queer" commented Mrs. Dris- coll. Could 1t be possible she was angry because you were driving with Betty Burnett?"
 No" said Dicky. She would not be as silly as all that Besides she knows I do not care two cents about Betty. A girl with as many strings to her bow as Betty has no charms for me"
 That is all very we'll" responded Mrs. Driscoll. But perhaps, Marion would rather have had the heroism if one of those other strings exploited in the papers"
 To this Dicky vouchsafed no an swer.
 Suddenly he jumped up, grooming from undue haste.
 There they go now" he said Guess I'll go indoors" He disap peared within the low French win dows of the hotel
 The chaperon watched her charge coming slowly along the board walk With decided satisfaction she noticed that there was an appreciable space between the girl and her escort As they looked toward her she waved to them and they turned and made theil way to the hotel.
 MT. Jackson has been kind enough to offer to take the message to father to the telephone station" The gir spoke gently but with a hint of dis missal in her tone.
 Any other messages, Mrs. Dris coll?" the man queried.
 No, MT. Jackson. Thank you"
 Moving towards an unoccupiet chair, Marion drew 1t to the side O