The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1912-07-05

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Susie cry. ! used to think what q
mercy It was that their parents were
blind enough to love them, because,
goodness knows. no other human be-
ing would have done 20!
II wish you could sec Tom this year.
He Is the best looking creature in i've
counties and all the girls are crazy
about him. They hang on his slightest
word and II he asks one to go canoe
Ing she nearly faints with Joy. The
other night he led the cotillon at the
party. As for susie-I helped her
make a dolls dress Just yesterday, I
believe, and yet at that same dance I
found myself admiring a willowy, dark
eyed, rose checked. naughty young
person, and bless mo IL It wasn't Susie
Daggett!
1T seems perfectly absurd that she
should be sitting up later than 8
o'clock! She isn't satisfied with being
belle among the boys Of her own
age. selfish thing! but she has to grab
out for the older men, too! I'll have
to boz her ears II she doesn't look
out.
"Just year ago I realized only
vaguely that the Crosbys had daugh-
ter. Lillian was a shy, silent little
thing, always slipping out of sight and
incoming by herself and scared to
death when any outsiders appeared.
! don't know what has happened to
her. but suspect that some one told
her she was pretty, and that settled
1t. can't turn around now without
setting eyes on Lillian Crosby in the
most distracting outing suits, work
Ing her eyelashes till I know they're
getting frayed and smiling at precisely
the angle to show her dimples!
Were going to have hay ride,'
she told me casually once when there
was nobody else to talk to. The
young crowd, I mean. Dear me, I
should think It would be so stupid for
the rest Of you. with nothing to dot
II restrained myself from gyasping
her firmly by the shoulders and shak-
ing her! Haven't taken hay fides
till I had SO much hay down my neck
and in my ears and eyes and throat
that I never wanted to look at q hay
stack again as long as lived? Haven't
had suppers on the beach and eaten
sand in the deviled eggs, ants in the
sandwiches and June bugs in the
cake and thought was having the
time Of my life? Haven't I sung
We're here because we're here, be-
cause we're here till I swallowed
mosquitoes all the way home?
Haven't I fallen over the fence try
ing to get into the front door In the
pitch dark? And then that infant has
the nerve to act as though all the joys
Of life were denied me, just because
she was going On scratchy, uncom-
Portable. choked up expedition instead
Of sanely eating supper at home!
'"The last straw, however. was when
Jim came over from Chicago to see
me. Naturally, wanted to show him
the place by moonlight. It was not at
ell that we were hunting secluded
spots! Besides. all the chairs on our
front porch were occupied. Quite cas-.
ually We headed Tor the summer
house on the lake shore. but as We
stepped inside heard some one muir
muir: Did you ever care for another
girl before mel It was Lillian and
Tom Daggetti
II should have spanked them both
and sent them home. but contented
myself with saying, IN q stern tone:
AOh. excuse met Then we walked
on. I knew Of a most charming 10.
treat under the Wild grape vine, where
you have . lovely view Of the moon.
Just before We stepped around ! heard
deep masculine voice Of nineteen OF
twenty blurt out: Susie, did Jon svee
care tor another man % you do for
msf'
T grabbed Jim hysterically 6 this
and We ran. There Was anothsr ln.
tant couple 6 the end of tho pisr and
sst1u moro infants were ont 81 III The
eowboats. There didn't seem TO b
any place On earth for Jim and mo -.
cept under the lake or up With tho
old people under tho glare q tho 8aro
light falling stories about what hkp.
psned belors the war. .ss;s;
Jim uoWlsd 81 disgust: sBeforo I
como hers again / wish you'd manage
10 kill on : few dozen of thooos
sarous childreni There aro % many
of them that q fow more or looo wun.t
really MATES. and than we'd have
room % brea&hel.,
think m hsve toll Tn spang q
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