The Glenwood post., 1912-09-28

As an orator, she beat her lover As a
lawyer summing up a case, she had
him all frazzled out. He could like it
or lump it. He could go and hang
himself or drown himself. He could
hang around town or go with Dr. Cook
on another north pole hunt.
When Mr.. Gaynor was out of the
house and walked in some direction or
other, he didn't just decide whether
4 boiler had burst in the electric light
works or a dago had tried to ham,
mer the end off a stick of dynamite.
What he did realize, however, was that
all was over between him and the girl
ne wanted to jump over precipices to
prove his love for. She had broken
The engagement as mad woman
might snap a basswood broomstick
across her knee. She had Tilted him
'or liar. She might read of his
ieath in the morning papers by fall.
Ing down coal-hole, and instead OF
tears she would giggle.
Spare Mr.. Gaynor the next four
NSth5. ne ulul lull iIliuNh lAioo
the streets with knife or tomahawk,
and they didn't send him to an insane
asylum, but after month doctor
felt his pulse, looked at his tongue
and the whites of his eyes, and told
him to go to the country for month.
AS for Miss Matte Raynor it isn't
to be said whether she went into q
decline or not Her father and moth
er decided to go to the country, and
she went with them.
Mr.. Guy Spencer had found that Miss
Rayner was mot at home to him aft,
er that fateful evening, and in time
he decided to go to the country for
n new crop of yarns to tell to a new
girl.
The Raynors went to Meadow Inn
Mr.. Gaynor went to Meadow Inn. Mr.
Spencer went to Meadow Inn. The
Raynors got there at noon. Mr.. Spencer
got there at night. Mr.. Gaynor got
there next morning. 1t was strange
that they all sought the same place.
At II o'clock in the forenoon after
the dew had ceased making bogus dia
monds of the dewdrops, Miss Matte
strolls In the meadow by her lonesome
to gather daisies. Mr. Spencer seea
her strolling and has just cheek enough
10 set out after her. Up comes the bus
and Mr.. Gaynor, and from the window
Of his room he sees the two strollers,
and goes down to lick Mr.. Spencer as
he returns. That was one of the
things he had vowed to do before
death came.
And the goat? He gets his cue and
:omes on right here. He was the ho
tel goat. He had some cute tricks to
make him source of amusement.
AS the strollers strolled he caught
sight Of them. 1t might have been the
color Of Mr.. Spencer's hair OF eyes
that fired his anger, or there might
have been mental telegraph line be
tween him and Mr.. Gaynor. But
he ambled down to within hundred
feet Of the strollers, who had ceased
to stroll, and then charged.
A goat is not fearful object as he
stands chewing an old shoe, but when
he Is coming at you head-on, and you
remember to have read his skull is
hard enough to burst barrel of ce
ment-that's different!
Miss Mattie's shrieks were heard al
the hotel.
And the liar-hero?
He didn't want any Of that, and
wheeling softly he ran so feet and
vaulted a barbed wire fence without
tearing his trousers, and did not stop
running for half a mile. Mr.. Gayno1
was after the goat, but Billy stopped
dead still few feet from the girl
She was laughing till she weaved to
and fro and her eyes blinded with
tears.
What is it, dear?' asked Gayno,
as he reached her
wait a minute"
"Are you hurt?"
"N-no, but did-did you see the
hero! Oh, Charlie, 1t was rich! Take
me somewhere so can laugh all ]
want to-"
They made up, but that goat had
brought 1t all about and he just dotted
on peach stones, and they never fed
him single one.
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