The Sauk Centre herald., 1912-05-02

AS II anybody could Quarrel Wltn
you, Anne" he said.
"Do you think I'll be so monotonous
as that?" she retorted.
Her spunk delighted him beyond
words. He whispered: "Anne. you're
so gol-darned sweet If I don't get a
chance to kiss you, I'll bust"
"Why, Ira-we're on the train"
"Da-darn the train! Who ever
heard of a fellow proposing and get.
ting engaged to a girl and not even
kissing her."
But our engagement is so short"
well, I'm not going to marry you
until get kiss"
Perhaps innocent old Anne really
believed this blood-curdling threat. 1t
brought her instantly to terms, though
she blushed: "But everybody's al.
ways looking"
Come out on the observation plat.
FORM"
"Oh, Ira, again."
II dare you"
"I take you-but" seeing that Mrs
Whitcomb was trying to overhear, she
whispered: Let's pretend it's the
scenery"
So Ira rose, pushed the checkers
aside, and said in an unusually posi-.
tive tone: "Ah. Miss Cattle, won't you
have a look at the landscape2"
"Oh. thank you. Mr.. Lathrop." said
Anne, Il just love scenery"
They wandered forth like the Sleep
ing Beauty and her princely awaken
er, and never dreamed what gigglings
and nudgings and wise head-noddings
went on back of them. Mrs. Wellington
laughed loudest of all at the lovers
whose heads had grown gray while
their hearts were still so green.
It was shortly after this that the
Wellingtons themselves came into
prominence in the train life.
As the train approached Green
River, and its copper-basined stream,
the engineer began to set the air
brakes for the stop. Jimmie Yelling.
ton, boozily half-awake in the smok-
ing room, wanted to know what the
name Of the station was. Everybody
is always eager to oblige a drunken
man, so Ashton and Fosdick tried to
get a window open to look out.
The first one they labored at, they
could not bulge after biceps-break-
ing tug. The second few up with such
ease that they went over backward.
Ashton put his head out and an
nounced that the approaching depot
was labelled Green River" yelling.
ton burbled: What beautiful name
for shtation."
Ashton announced that there was
something beautifuller still on the
platform-"Oh, peach!-a nectarine!
and she's getting on this train"
Even Doctor Temple declared that
she was dear lite thing, wasn't
she?
Wellington pushed him aside, say.
ing: Stand back Doc, and let me
see: I have . keen sense of beautiful" /"
BE careful" cried the doctor.
hell fall out Of the window"
mot out Of that window" Ashton
sagely observed. seeing the bulk of
Wellington. AS the train started OF
again. Little Jimmie distributed alco-
holic smiles to the Green Riverers on
the platform and called out:
Goodbye, everybody. You're all
abslootly-ow- owl" He clapped his
hand to his eye and crawled back into
the car, gr0aning with pain.
OUIh otSc The uyoS~>
wood. Got something in your eye?"
mo. you blamed fool. I'm trying to
look through my thumb"
Poor fellow!" sympathized Doctor
Temple, "it's a cinder!"
"A cinder! It's at leasht a ton Of
coal"
II say, old boy, let me have a peek, %
said Wedgewood, screwing in his mon.
ocle and peering into the depths Of
Wellington's eye. Il can't see bally
thing"
"Of course not, with that binder
on" growled the miserable wretch,
weeping in spite of himself and rub
bing his smarting orb.
Don't rub that eye," Ashton coun.
sclled, rub the other eye."
Its my eye; I'll rub it II want to.
Get me a doctor. somebody. I'm
dying"
Here's Doctor Temple" said Ash.
ton, right on the job" Wellington
turned to the old clergyman with pa
thetic trust, and the deceiver writhed
In his disguise. The best he could
think Of was: "Will somebody lend
me lead pencil?"
what fort" said Wellington, un.
easily.
Il am going to roll your upper lid
up on it," said the Doctor.
"Oh, no, you're not" said the pa.
tient. "You can roll your own lids!"
Then the conductor, still another
conductor, wandered on the scene and
asked as If it were not world-impor.
tant matter: whats the matter
pick up q cinder?"
"Yes. Perhaps you can get it out" !"
the alleged doctor appealed.