The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1911-12-22


S&S the latter, as she smoothed
|[RTs down her dress and settled
herself in her chair, I'm
going to begin at the beginning and
and tell you all about it, and then we
are to go out and buy Santa Claus
present for him"
Yes, Polly" answered the young
woman.
You had gone to Europe. You had
just packed up and skated as If the
police were after you. Mother said
she didn't believe you wanted to go
the least little bit, but that your moth
er made you"
Don't talk nonsense, Polly"
well, you skated anyhow"
And don't talk slang"
SLATED isn't slang 1t means that
you just glided off like a streak of
lightning You had skated, and | was
lonesome, and was out walking with
poor Flora, when a boy came along
with a big dog. He was tough. So
was his dog He shouted at me:
Take care Of your dog!
Why?- l answered.
"'Cause my dog will chew him
up!'
81 was just going to tell him that
If his dog did there would be trouble
in the camp, when 1t sprang upon
poor Flora and ended her life. | can't
describe my feelings as saw her
breathing her last"
We'll, don't try to-not If there's
any slang in It,"
why, Hilda, l haven't said slang
word. You know how very, very par
ticular mother is with me. No, can't
describe my feelings, but l remember
that l went for that boy, tooth and
toe-nail. l hit and scratched and
kicked and bit, and l was doing him
up when"
"Polly Sewell!" exclaimed Miss
Hilda in horror.
Now what's happened?" Polly
asked. II told 1t to papa just this
way, and he patted me on the shout
der and called me good girl. AS
was saying, | was putting in my best
ticks when along came taxi with a
fat woman in 1t. Maybe she was
clipping, and maybe she only wanted
to get home to lunch. Maybe the
chauffeur yelled Hi! at me, and
maybe he just wanted to kill another
girl. However it was, he ran me
down. Yes, cousin, l was knocked
out"
You mean you lost consciousness
Gracious, but how ignorant you
are for a girl of twenty! Nobody can
be knocked out without losing their
consciousness. That's the whole idea
of 1t. Yes, was knocked out and
counted out, and when | came to l
was in the hospital with three broken
ribs. That fat woman must have
weighed a ton. 1t was hours and
hours before came to, and then-oh,
then"
Then what?"
Then there was the loveliest angel
standing beside my cot in the hos
pital you ever saw. Nobody knew
who | was, and they had rung for the
ambulance and taken me to the hos
pital. And, oh, that angel, cousin
that angel"
you mean a nurse, Of course"
Il don't. | mean a mana doctor,
He had hold of my hand. He was
looking down on me with his sad,
sad eyes. saw at once that he had
some great sorrow on his mind. Yes,
he had the finest eyes-and curly
hair, and a handsome nose, and wheL
he spoke to me there was pathos IN
his voice. And the fun of the whole
thing was that | knew him at once,
while he didn't know me from a side
Of sole-leather. Oh, you are interested,
are your"
} Polly, was just thinking how
/ frightened you must have been to find
yourself in hospital" said the blush
ing Hilda.
"Oh, see! Well, save your sym
pathy. A hospital with an angel
doctor to fix up your broken ribs isn't
a half bad place. In fact, liked 1t sc
well that | lied to stay there"
Polly Sewell!"
5 ~ sure did They had gone through
, my outfit without finding my address
and had concluded | was stranger
In the town. When | opened my eyes
and sort O. winked at the angel
Polly, that's surely slang!"
mo It isn't. told papa about 1t
:. and he said things had come to q
S pretty pass Ii a girl with three broker
( ribs couldn't wink at the angel-doo
> tor who has set them. When | haC
, opened my eyes and winked the doc
tor said:
, Little girl, what is your name?
"'It's Hanah Jones'
l land where do wou liver
S "'At far-otf Blackberry Corners
= Polly, you ought to have been sen
to jail" was the emphatic comment
. But had my little scheme to work
=