The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-06-30

joice to go into court breakfastless
said the Honorable John Ruffin calmly
He'll be very angry with me- and
he does make such a noise when he's
angry" said Pollyooly.
I'VE can't have that" said the Hon
orable John Ruf1n quickly; and he
knitted his brow and tried to think
out a plan.
He could think of none; then Polly
DOLLY said, please, sir, IL 1 stood close
against your oak, and you had the
front door nearly shut, when opened
| the oak you could shut 1t quite before
he got in"
You have not only the face of an
| angel, but the brain of a first-class
strategist You are marvel; but do
| notch, do not let it lead you to suf-
! fragism," said the Honorable John
Rufin; and he rose briskly
The besieger was taking rest from
his labor at the oak. and through the
/ letter-box Pollyooly saw him leaning
against the banisters. She f1attened
| herself against the oak; and the Hon
orable John Rufin nearly closed the
inner door.
Ready" he said.
The oak few open, like q Jack-in-
the box Pollyooly sprang out onto the
landing, and the Honorable John Ruff
fin shut the inner door with snap
The besieger opened his mouth and
started forward Ere? Where?
What?" he suffered
Pollyooly darted past him into Mr..
Gedge-Tomkins's door, and slammed it.
The besieger, in veritable fury,
fell upon the knocker ON the Honor
able John Ruffins inner door, and piled
it with will
1t made grand noise: but it did
not open the door 1t did, however,
seem to interfere with the work of Mr.
Gedge-Tomkins. He rushed down his
passage. bounced onto the landing, and
suddenly beloved into the absorbed
besieger's ear:
What on earth are you doing? What
are you making this Internal row
for?"
The besieger sprang lightly into the
air. The below Of Mr.. Gedge-Tom.
kins was of about the same sound and
volume as the trumpeting of we'll
grown bull elephant AS he landed
on his feet he howled with some spirit:
Whats it got to do with you? / am
doing my dooty'
fist of the size of small leg oil
lamb, holding it few inches from
his eyes that he might thoroughly in
spect 1t. Then he beloved: do you
see what this is? Be off, or I'll do &
little knocking on my own account
The besieger glanced at the fist, ant
.. retired; or, to be exact, skipped half
way down the first flight Of stairs
J Then he said: Him ha horfficer OF
: the Tor. Him serving a writ on this
ere Ruffin." And he brandished {
: blue document at Mr. Gedge-T omkfns
Serve it! Serve it! But you BIZ
as quiet as mouse about it-as quie
as mouse-or I'll push 1t down your
throat" beloved Mr.. Gedge Tomkins
! and he went back into his chambers
and slammed the door.
The besieger wiped his brow with {
! dirty blue pocket handkerchief, ther
J stole gingerly UP the stairs, and lean
!, ing against the banisters, resumed hi.
4 watch. painting softly. Pollyooly cooked
, Mr.. Gedge-Tomkfns's breakfast will
uncommon care; she had suddenly be
gun to respect him. Hitherto she hat
, rather despised him. His refusal, wher
he learned of her aunt Hannah's death
to let her go on acting as his house
2 keeper, on the ground that she hat
+ deceived him, had ruffled her sensi
4 bilities, and his surrender after three
!. weeks of the ministrations of gen
e uine Temple housekeeper, had no
t raised him in her estimation. Sh,
: had considered him merely an earnest
e taciturn, Woodworking barrister; sht
: had never dreamed that he was mar
1 of violence. 1t took her girlish fancy
4 Her troubles, however, were by M
Q means over; for his little alteration
+; with Mr.. Gedge-Tomkins seemed II
have braced all the logged English
man in the red-faced besieger to tn,
I highest pitch; and he had apparentl,
L made up his mind to stay the day. A
n twelve o'clock he was waiting still
n and Pollyooly was growing more ant
|. more anxious about the Lump. Sh,
$ was sure that the Honorable Johl
n Ruffin would look after him-not tina
i he needed much looking after Blu
q his dinner hour was approaching, ant
6 her instinct warned her that her kind
f; hearted employer would give him In
e digestfble things to eat, and then hav
n him i'll on his hands all the after
I noon. She cudgelled and cudgellet
G her brains for some method Of gettin,
s back into her own quarters withou
!. letting in the besieger; but she coul,
G find none.
n Even her natural serenity could no
,. stand the strain Of her dire imagin