The Red Cloud chief., 1912-07-11
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Young Catterburt groaned. Then he
shuddered as he regarded the frost
on the windows. For he was about to
plunge out into the biting cold.
II is usually girl who rouses a
young man TO deeds heroic or foolish
and It was a particularly pretty, fluffy
girl named Ethel who WAS respons-
ible for young Cattcrburts rislung his
peace of mind, to say nothing Of his
lfe out among the pneumonia germs
in the freezing air.
If Ethel had been the sort OF girl
who Is content to make magazine COW
or pictures of herself before blazing
log FIRE, or II she had loved to preside
over steamy chatting dishes young Cat.
terburt would have been extremely
happy in her company. But Ethel had
q mania for outdoor exercise. Appar.
emily she never remained In the house
II she could create an excuse to get
out. and young Catterburt, being her
constant shadow, had to go along. He
didn't dare not to go, for fear some
of his rivals would spring In and usurp
his place.
This winter Ethel had led him
merry pace. He had not dreamed
when he became acquainted with her
in the summer than she was going to
turn out to be that kind, for she had
seemed particularly fragile and cling
ing. The things she could not inven,
now to do out of doors could have
been recited In half minute. Sunday
afternoons when young Catterburt
would drop In for a comfortable call
Ethel would greet him with energy
I'm SO glad you've comc.' she would
say. Isn't II the most perfect day for
a walk! I'm simply dy-y.ins to get
out. Don't take OF your coat. for III
have my things on in jiRy!"
Then she would make young Cater.
burt tramp nine or eleven miles with
a'thousand singing needles Of cold
jabbing into his agonized countenance
and his feet growing so numb that he
knew he would have to excuse himself
the instant he got back to her door
and say, beg pardon--l'll be back
just ~ soon as get my toes ampu
tated." She would lead him to the
arctic shores Of the lake and ask him
n II didn't look lovely. while gallons
pf icy breeze sneaked down his collar
II he asked her to go to the theater
she would beg him to take her skat
ing instead. Skating as an amuse
ment appealed to young Catterburt al
a very special kind Of progressive In
sanity. 20 pe sss ,..... :, -4.a.,
This particular evening another skat
ing expedition was on the carpet
Young Catterburt's face was so COLI
when he reached Ethel's that HI
couldn't talk. He didn't want to talk
anyhow. for he was feeling consider
ably abused and harried by fate
Ethel. so bundled in furs that sh'
Hooked like an Eskimo. was full Of ga!
lchatter. It added to his resentment.
Finally even she bent her head Il
tho bitter night wind and plodded OF
in silence. which was broken only b.
the clang Of their swinging skates.
Suddenly Ethel halted. She 60
around back Of young Catterbur'
much a. though he we're an inanimat
windbreak. and made queer littl
noises They sounded like frose
,sobs.
Whas shu matter?" Chatterburt "a
out. He couldn't force his numb In
lopen far enough really to talk.
"Oo-oh!" Ethel wept. Its simpi
!horrid OF you! ne all your fault! II
mo way to treat . gifi! N's brutal
making me 60 outdoors In w.w.wsathe
like th-th.this!"
"I-mske you!" Catterburt stattsre,
!ashast. "You were d-ddying to go!'
"rll prob-prob1y die. all right
Ethel told him Indignantly. but It
your fault! You said once you l.l.like
athletic. outdoor girls--and I've bee
one an winter. and I hate It. and
simply won't any more. and don
'oare II never $500 you agair
O-o-oh! My eye-lashes are all fr.f
frozen togeth-gether!"
"Ethel." young Catterburt chattere
wildly. "I f.f-feel now that I can 10,
you madly. After we get somewhel
land drink about two quarts Of hi
coffee apiece I'm g.g.going to t.t.te
you ab-b.bout it!"-Chicago Dai
News.