The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1911-01-03

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"HEnLo. KETURYl YOU'RE JUST AS GOOD
LOOKIN AS EVER
side the hotel as quick as the Almighty
would let him. Gabe fastened to obey.
Mrs. Bangs opened the door of the
perfect boarding house and stood ma
jestically waiting to receive the pro-
spective guest. Over her shoulders
peered the faces of the boarders.
"Good afternoon" began the land
lady. 81 presume likely you would
like to-
She was interrupted. The newcomer
turned toward her and extended his
hand.
Hello, Keturyr' he said. IT amt
seen you sence you wore your hair
up, but you're just as good lookin' as
ever. And amt that Bailey? Yes,
it's. and Asaph too. How are you,
boys? Shaker
M. Bangs and his chum, the town
clerk, had emerged from the doorway.
Their mouths and eyes were wide
open, and they seemed to be suffering
from sort of paralysis.
"Well. what's the matter with you %
demanded the arrival. "Ain't too
stuck up to shake hands after all these
years, are your
Bailey CALCULATED: well, l swan to
man! II b'lieve you're Cy Whit
takerr'
Miss Angelina Phinney made no less
than nine calls that afternoon. Be-
fore bedtime it was known from the
last house in "Woodchuck lane'' to the
fish shanties at West Bayport that
''young Cy" Whitaker had come back;
that he had come back for good;''
that he was staying temporarily at the
perfect boarding house; that he was
lawful well off, having made lots of
money down in South America; that
he intended to ''fix over the Whit
taker place and that 1t was to be fixed
plush parlOr sets-a la Sylvanus Ca
hoon-or with onyx tables and blue
and gold chairs like those adjoining the
Atkins mansion. 1t was to be as near
as possible reproduction of what it
had been in the time of the late
"Cap'n Cy. young Cy's father.
81 think he's out of his head" de-
clared Miss Phinney in confidence to
each of the nine females whom she IA
vored with her calls-''not crazy, you
understand, but sort of touched in the
upper story. l says so to Matildy
Tripp-said it right out too sMatildy,'
l says, he's got screw loose up aloft
Just as sure as you're a born womanv
What makes you think So? says she.
Well, says I, do you s'pose anybody
that want foolish would be for spend
in good money on an old house to
make it olderY I says. Coin to tear
down the piazza the fust thing! Per-
fectly good piazza that cost $500 to
build; / know, because l see the bill
when the Howeses had it done And
he's goin' to set out box hedges, some
thin that amt been the style in this
town sence Congressman Atkins pull
ed up his. What in the wide world,
Cap'n Whitaker says l to him, do
you want of box hedges? Homely
and stiff and funeral lookin'! might
have 'em around my grave in the bury
In ground says. but nowheres else.'
All right, Angie says be. you shall
have 'em there. I'll cut some slips pur-
pose for you. It'll be pleasure he
says Now. amt that crazy talk for a
grown MANI"
Miss Phinney was not the only one
In our village to question Captain Cy
Whitfaker's sanity during the next
few months The majority of our PEG
pie didn't understand him at all He
was generally liked for although he
had money. he did moi put on airs. but
ne had his own way Of doing things
and they were no. Rayport ways
True to his promise. he had sduad
of carpenters bnsv IN the day
lowing his -arrisal earinc dow
loathpd p@zz' t4Iit.s.
more were kept busy throughout thai