The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1911-10-17

It was spring. The house the Pol
lard twins lived in was having an
addition built and the garret finished
off with a rose window that looked
like one great red eye.
Its too sweet. isn't it?" Nalora
Pollard said. pausins where she
swung perched upon the gate.
ITS a good deal like the rich Spenc-
ers', only of course, theirs Is blue and
red instead of just red" said Leah
Gardener, perching upon the other
side of the gate.
They swung 10 and fro for some
time, gazing at the house.
Il had a little pony, he was a dapple
gray" Valora sang, II lent him TO a
lady 10 ride a mile away. She
whipped him. she slashed him, she
rode him through the mire--"
Some says your gran mother Pol
lard is havin' the addition built to
keep your mamma to home, so she
won't run away any morel" Leah
Gardener broke in.
The gate came TO with a bang and
Valora leaped sideways over a little
puddle of melting snow into the yard
But my papa says" drawled Leah,
oblivious of danger, that your Aunt
Doris is doing it with her school
teaching money because she's going to
marry Cal. Barry from South Charlotte
and live here"
You get off my gate.' shrilled Va
lNra Pollard.
"Shan't!" the gossip defied.
What's the matter, Valora?" Va
loras twin sister Narcissa came
bursting from the house.
Leah Gardener says my mammals
renegade!' Valora answered.
Did mott" retorted the wrongfully
accused
You nights well Of" Valora said.
Everybody does say so, and you
meant it. and You lie-they all lie!"
You lie yourself" said Leah Gar
dener losing her hold on the gate
picket, but quickly recapturing IT,
Get off our gate" insisted Nalora
siding toward her sister.
Leah Gardener drew one foot from
between the painful pressure of the
pickets, thoughtfully.
My father owns this gate and |
don't have TO get off it. He's got n
mortgage on it. He's got mortgage
on most every house in this town!
She VIGOROUSLY extended her tongue
to its utmost capacity.
Narcissa Pollard glared back, her
soft blue eyes crossed hideously in
ward, while without warning, her sis
ter leaped upon the gate and sent that
which offended her, with a stinSinS
slap in the face, backward to the
ground
The Pollard twinS' Aetty Aunt
Doris was in the kitchen IRONING her
pink chambray dress when she heard
Leah Gardeners screams. She put
her iron upon the stove and hurried
to the door. dabbing her flushed face
with her apron.
What is the matter?" she asked
severely,
A school teacher has to use tha
voice of severity, but all those wht
knew the Pollard twins Aunt Doris
loved her and saw through her vois
Leah Gardener sat up and yelled
thr0Ggh the gate picliets.
"Why, Leah! What is the matter?'
"Valora slapped me; wait till | tell
father" Miss Gardener answered.
she provoked Valera Aunt Doddy,"
Narclssa said She says her father
has a mortgage on our gate
No" A dimple centered right in
the pink of Aunt Doddy's soft young
check This gate Leahs father
.1Hi any mortgage on"
Leah got up slowly.
Come in the yard, Leah" AuEt
Doris said.
She came out of the house and took
Valora's hand
Tell Leah you're sorry. dear" she
said. "It isn't nice to slap dnybody."
Leah looked sullenly over the gate,
hut remained without.
Il amt sorry" Valora said.
Aunt Doris looked at her wonder
ingly and drew Valora to her and did
not laugh. Pooh. tempest In tea
pot" the way she nearly always did at
Nalora's tantrums.
There's MISUNDERSTANDING" she
said. and we must clear it up
Leah edged away up the street
81 haven't said any OF the things
Valora will tell you | have said" she
called ont with grammatical precision
and went Vlrtuously on. swinging her
head TO make her long brown hair
sway and ripple in the sunlight the
way naturally curly hair that you
don't braid does.
1t must have caught Aunt Doris's
eve for she said. IT'S Saturday, and
would you both like your hair un-
plated and tied with a ribbon for the
afternoon. and can you keep clean
pinafores fresh. for Mr.. Calvin Barry
il coming this evening""
The twins bounded UP and down
and began asking about Mr.. Calvin
Barry until Aunt Doris's pink cheeks
were as flushed as the June roses that
would bloom on the red-rose-bush.
now hidden under the melting snow.
She gave them each a coolly while she
finished her pink chambray 10 wear
that evening II was Easter vacation
now. but every Friday night Aunt
Doris was brought home from where
she taught her country school and
STAYED until Sunday night. when she