The Virginia enterprise. [volume] (Virginia, St. Louis County, Minn.) 1893-19??, 1911-03-03

find her walking up and down with
a cane, and her fathers silk hat on
her head. She continued to walk aft
er his entrance, and it was only
after he had seated himself and be-
gan to read letter taken from his
pocket that she threw hat and cane
into Il corner and exclaimed:
Harold Speed, am l nobody or
noth:ng?"
why, yes-you are little Miss
Chit" he answered.
And you are Dignity on a noun
tain! Say, would you jump if
street car was coming at you?"
path"
II wish a policeman would arrest
you!"
What for?"
II wish he'd arrest you and slam
bang you all over the block, and that
the judge would give you thirty days
the next morning! Oh, that dignity!
How l just would like to see it
slam-banged!"
Thank YOU"
and you needn't come here no
more!"
But l SHALL"
"And 1 never said I'd marry you
when you asked if we ought to keep
cat. You go to father if you dare!"
rs 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 toy
| cart about yeti"
Three days later Miss Gertrude and
her mother went to manor house
for weeks stay. It was winter, and
the lake, a 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 were four clear days in
which to SNOWFALL, skate, fish and
slide down hill. Even a snowman
was built at the gate and 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.
whats afoot now?" asked the sus-
picious mother.
Nothing, mamma dear. Harold will
be here tomorrow. He will arrive at
II o'clock, the same as we did. |
shall be over at the lake fishing. Tell
him where I 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 afoat on a cake
| of ice. She was holding out her
hands to him in supplication. There
| was 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
fhoro h11f ITO
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!"
There was ice and water in the
boat, and only board for a paddle,
but it was launched and on it's way
to the rescue when 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 so 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." announced 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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