The Kennewick courier. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1905-1914, 1912-09-06
The Window at
the White Cat
Continued from Page 3


Edith was crying-pouring cream into
Il coffee cup and feeling blindly for the
sugar. with her pretty face twisted
and her pretty eyes obscured. In Sec
ond was up. had crumpled the news
papers. including Fred's, into a ball.
and had lifted him bodily out Of his
chair.
when am married." said fercely.
jerking him around to Edith and push
ing him into a chair beside her, IF l
ever read the paper at breakfast when
my wife is bursting for conversation.
may l have some good and faithful
friend who will bring me back to a
sense Of my duty" l drew a chair to
Edith's other side. "Now. let's talk"
said.
Fred had taken her hand and was
patting it gently. the while his eye
sought the headlines on the wad of
morning paper.
"You burned that blue rug" she said
to me disconsolately, with threat of
fresh tears. 'It took me ages to find
the right shade of blue"
81 will buy you that Shirvan you
wanted" FASTENED to assure her.
Eyes, to take away when you get
married" There is hint Of the
shrew in all good women.
II will buy the Shirvan and not get
married"
Here. 1 regret to say. Edith sudden
~ laughed.
"Youw she chortled. and pointed one
slim finger at me mockingly. "You.
who are So mad about one girl that
you love all women for her sake!
You, who go white instead of red when
she comes into the room! You. who
have let your practice 60 to the dogs
to be near her and then never speak to
her when she's around, but sit with
your mouth open like puppy begging
for candy"
Honestly, Edith, do l do that?" I
gasped. She leaned over and kissed
Fred.
"Women like men to be awful fools
about them" she said. That's why
I'm so crazy about Freddie" He
writhed.
IF I tell you something nice. Jack,
will you make it a room size rug"
Groom size it is"
'Then, Margery's engagement ring
was stolen last night, and when COM
miserated her she said, Dear me, the
lamps out and the coffee is coldr"
Remarkable speech under the cir
cumstances," said Fred
Edith rang the bell and seemed to be
thinking. perhaps we'd better make
it four small rugs instead Of one large
one"
'Not rug until you have told me
what Margery said," firmly.
''Oh. that! Why. she said it really
didn't matter about the ring. She had
never cared much about it anyway"
''But that's only a matter Of TASTE"
I protested. somewhat, disappointed.
But Edith got up and patted me on
the top of my head.
SILLY" she said III the right man
came along and gave her a rubber
teething ring she'd be crazy about it
for his sake"
Edith took me upstairs to measure
for the Shirvan. Edith being a person
who believes in obtaining thing while
the desire for it is in it's first bloom.
Across the hall Fred was talking to
Margery through the transom.
Mustard leaves are mighty helpful"
ne was saying. Il always take 'em on
shipboard. And cheer up. Lands in
sight,
l would have given much for Fred's
ease of manner when. a few minutes
later. Edith. having decided on four
Shirvans and a hall runner, she took
me to the door of Margery's room. She
was very still and pale.
Il hope you are better" said.
She said she was little better. l,
who have local reputation Of a sort
before jury, could not think Of an
other word to say. 1 stood thelc for
minute uneasily, with Edith poking
me with her finger to 60 inside the
door and speak and act like an intelli-
gent human being. But only mutter-
ed something about a busy day before
me and fed. 1t was singular. but as
stood in the doorway I had vivid
mental picture of Edith's description
of me. sitting up puppy-like to beg for
kind word and wiggling with delight
when got it. II l skunk into my Of
fee that morning like dog scourged
to his kennel Edith Voc roSnons;h1o