The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1912-12-16

the latter, az Bh9 BmO0hSa
e down her dress and settled
herself in her chair, I'm
going to begin at the beginning and
and ten you all about It, and then We
are to go out and buy n Santa Claus
present for him"
yes, Polly" answered the young
woman
You had gone to Europe. You had
Just packed up and skated as Il 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!
'eWeu, you slated anyhow.
"And don't talk slang"
..skated isn't slang. It means that
you tust EIided on Ike a streak OF
iRhtninR. You had skated, and was
lonesome. and was out walking with
poor Flora. when a boy came along
with q big dog He was tough 50
was his dog. He shouted at me-:
Take care OF your dogi'
"Why7' I answered
"''Cause my dog VIM chew him
upI'
a1 was just going to ten him that
IL his dog did there would be trouble
In the camp, when It sprang upon
poor Flora and ended her LIE. can't
describe my feelings az I saw her
breathing her last"
Wen, don't Try tO-not e there's
any slang In It"
why, HiIda, haven't said slang
word. You know how very, very par
tfcular mother IS with me- no. can't
describe my feelings, but I remember
that I went for that boy, tooth and
toe-nail. I hit and scratched and
kicked and bit, and was doing him
up when"
''Pouy sewe11I" exclaimed Miss
aiIda in horror
Nov what's happened7" Polly
asked. 81 told It to papa just this
way, and he patted me on the shout
der and called me good girl AS
was saying, I was putting In my best
ticks when along came a taxi with a
fat woman In it Maybe she was
clipping. and maybe she only wanted
to get home to lunch. Maybe the
chauffeur yelled HiI at me, and
maybe he Just wanted to kill another
girl However It was. he ran me-
down Yes, cousin. was knocked
out"
you mean you lost eonsciousnessT
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 It. Yes, was knocked out and
counted out, and when I came to I
was in the hospital with three broken
ribs. That fat woman must have
weighed a ton It 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
pitaI you ever saw. Nobody knew
who I was, and they had rung for the
ambulance and taken me to the hos
pitaI. And, Oh, that angel, cousin
that angelI"
you mean a nurse, OF course"
81 don't. I mean q 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 when
he spoke to me there was pathos In
his voice And the fun OF the whole
thing was that 1 knew him at once,
while he didn't know me rom side
OF soIeleather. oh. you are interested,
are you?"
polly, was just thinking how
heightened you must have been to ind
yourself in hospital said the blush
ing linda
"Ob. 1 seeI Wen, save your sym
pathy. A hospital with an angel
doctor to hx up your broken RIBS isn't
a half bad place In fact, liked It so
wen that He'd to stay there"
POLY SeWeII!"
'T sure did. They had gone through
my outfit without finding my address
and had concluded was a stranger
in the town When opened my eyes
and sort O. Wtnked at the angel
Polly, that's surely slEngI" /,
NO It isn't I told papa about 4.
and he said things had come to a
pretty pass If a girl with three broken
ribs couldn't wink at the angel-doo-
tor who has set them When had
opened my eyes and winked the doc
tor said:
Little girl what Is your namsT'
"Tt's Hanah Jones'
land where do wou liver
LAT far-oR Blackberry Corners
Polly. you ought to have been sent
TO jaiI!" was the emphatic comment.
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