Devils Lake inter-ocean. (Devils Lake, N.D.) 1909-1915, 1912-05-10

L ness ,g. ans ger, sporting editor anu
socYety repcrter for the only paper In
/ the county. that his Aunt Sallie who
\ had raised him. had said that very
night that any girl would be proud
Ito marry him. and that 1t must be
4 now or never. And all the time he
sat glumly in q straight backed chair.
facing Genevieve. who chatted gaylys
ss They, too, heard the unusual noise
in the hall, and the girl was fright.
asned Before Jack Wilton could re.
assure her the curtains parted and
ssthe rat and the cat darted into the
L room. The young man sprang up
with open arms and Genevieve,5 utter.
Ing one unearthly shrek, rushed Into
his close embrace. Her hair was
tousled, her white frock crushed and
Jack Wilton, in hot rush OF words,
{ told her everything that he had meant
Ito tell her and q great deal more
besides. ;s,s s. Ell q Il
# He might have talked all night, had
not a voice Of thunder interrupted
him. s5S4 a.s
zG :'Sir, what does this mean p 81
Il In the door stood Mr.. Brentwood.
glazing ominously. with Mrs. Grant
wood in curl papers and q blanket,
trying very hard to see and not ba
seen, and behind them; Tommy Grant
wood, grinning broadly. John VII
{ 49,, boa ,,co .AEp nro,$rvond ~ fn1y.
ering RACES, but never SO angry az
this; he had seen Mrs. brentwood
relaxing" In q rocking chair, but
never so limp as now. stiI ae did
not waver. s55 n, 3sl as u. !:
"Genevieve, come to your, mother. :"
commanded Mrs. Grantwood. 4,
= Genevieve did not stir J; she was en-
periencing the. first great thrill Of her
ladylike life, and she chung to her
lover. K: u H 3#y
'sir3" cried Ar. Grantwood, swell.
ing with rage; but his wrathful tor.
rent OF words was cutsshort by Thorn
a. Vaudeville Grantwood. who shout.
ed: =; :. ,4.a.. 7. .s } 81
"say, pa, look at that rat"
For Jack Wilton's cat had ct last
cornered her prey and was bringing
1t to her master for the customary
praise. Mr.. Grantwood, at his small
sons suggestion. looked.
Good gracious, Lily" he exclaimed,
what rat!" And forgetting his
daughter he fell on his knees by the
cat. .c.S II y.
I: "Mr. Grantwood," begged Jack VIII
ton, pressing his girl to his heart,
81 love your daughter"
Mr.. Grantwood was pressing the
cat to his heart. Jack" he replied
4 with conviction, shes the best ratter
In the state. e. z,& ..sy'' ,.i ~
I, az know am not worthy sighed
the young man. ''but RI try TO make
her happy" ii, s..
I She's hungry 4 suggested Mr..
Grantwood, land she's much too fine
ITO eat rats. Get her chicken bone.
Tommy" #.ss 81 43:S s II. Il
Give her to me- urged Jack VII.
ton, and the absent minded MI.
Grantwood realized at last that he
was being asked for his daughters
hand. He picked up the cat and his
eyes began to twinkle All right,
Jack" he answered, "I'll swap with
you. If You must have Genevieve.f ]
must have the cat. Now that's q bar.
gain t:. Es!l e e v. NJ I:
ga little later in the evening Jack
Wilton was Fastening home to tell
his Aunt Sallie the glad news: The
blood ( was still pounding unreason.
ably through his veins, and " he
seemed to be walking on air, when
suddenly the words of his poem came
/, back to him, imbued with new and
wonderful meaning. . He thought OF
the time he had spent on that; poem
his nights Of agony, his early morn
Ing fittings in pursuit of Inspiration
from the rising sun S. And Its queer
/ he unused, for he was still OF the
opinion that newspaper man lie
necessarily literary that it wasn't
the poem that won her aftey all, bu,
my old mouser. Nelly. .}sS &.