The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1912-08-15

BY John Philip Orth
Copyright. 1912. by Associated Literary

"And I want you to bring your gun
along and shoot crow"
And as this is leap year you may
get PROPOSAL"
And It's almost time for rhubarb
pie"
And baby has got over the measles,
and won't annoy you"
And the flowers and leeHs and man
brakes are coming up In the woods"
And perhaps you can shoot wood
pecker and a blue-jay."
Mrs. Gather, living down in the coun-
try, wanted to get her brother Bob
Taylor away from the life insurance
Office for few days rest, and the
above are sample inducements con.
tanned In her letter.
Bob got away and appeared with a
clean shirt and shotgun warranted to
kill any old crow at a distance of half
mile. He was told to "just loaf" and
he proceeded to do so. When he had
loafed a couple Of days, and as he
smoked his pipe on the veranda, the
sister asked:
Don't you hear IT,"
THE pig grunting?-yes."
mo, sir. | mean that internal old
crow cawing and shrieking. He has
kept It up for months, and I want him
killed"
"a crow" replied Bob, as he leaned
back and pulled at his pipe, us work
Of Nature"
80 are you"
Then comes the question, have I a
right to destroy him? AS take It, the
worst thing about him Is his voice.
That, my dear sister, can be said Of
three-fifths of humanity. We may be
just as much OF a nuisance to that old
crow as he is to us. | don't think
want to shoot him. | am in the life
insurance business, you know, and 1t
is our duty to pro!ong life. II the
crow must be killed let 1t be by your
own hand. Some bread soaked in
poisoned water will do the trick"
II have tried that and other things
In vain. II you have become crow
champion at least go out and give him
warning to go far and never return"
Brother Bob knocked the ashes from
his pipe and shouldered his gun and
set forth. The old crow gave him
every chance to fire a fatal shot, but
when II came II was miss by many
feet, and the man gave It up with the
one shot and proceeded to stroll
through the woods. BY and By he
reached a mass of rocks piled In con-
fusion along the banks of a brock, and
there he sat down for more loafing
and smoking. He was listening to the
and watching the squirrels in the
beeches, when he heard the voices OF
girls approaching.
life insurance man must study
voices as well as statistics Mr. Bob
Taylor wasn't two minutes deciding
that the voices belonged to two good
looking girls about twenty years old
each, and that they were making for
a spot below him. The owner OF one
voice would have golden hair and the
other dark chestnut. Both would be
good insurance risks. He heard them
cross the brawling stream on a log,
and he knew when they took seat
on fiat rock 20 feet below him. BY
parting the bushes at his elbow he
could have gotten fair sight of both,
but he didn't do this. He didn't quite
think 1t his duty to stand up and an
nounce: "Oh, girls, | am here and
you'd better move on" but he didn't
intend to listen to a single word they
said.
We'll. you've seen him, at dis
lance, anyhow, and what do you think
of him."
about twenty.four years old?'
yep"
Good looking?"
yep"
Good figure?"
Fine"
Thinks we'll of HIMSELF"
"All young men do that, papa says"
Probably engaged to some girl in
town"
Probably, and she thinks he's Just
the loveliest thing out"
mo chance for either OF us?"
None for you, my dear but as for
me-"
Sue Moreton, what do you meant"
was exclaimed.
"You are too scared to take q chance.
but I'm going to propose to him. It's
leap year, you know. Yes, ma'am, I'm
going to ask for his hand and heart"
There We're merry peals OF laughter,
and then the question was asked:
How are you going to get an intro.
duction? That must come first, you
know. You can't walk up to him on
the highway and ask him to be yours"
"Oh, Romance will bring It about
somehow. Yes, sir. II that young man
remains here for a week longer he
will be mine, or | shall be a Tilted
maiden"
you are just In fun"
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