The Bridgeport evening farmer. [volume] (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1866-1917, 1913-03-13

bread, butter beans and corn on the
ear,swfth coffee made under Mrs. Tod
hunters own supervision, Colonel Tod
hunter found time to divert himself
vastly with the two young people
''You boys and girls these days are a
mighty low spirited lot" he announced
gravely, 81 was a-studyin' all of you
at the Daughters picnic, and I never
in all my born days saw young folks
miss SO many chances for havin' fun"
'Why, father!'' Indignantly cried
Mary. IT think we had the incest kind
Of a time. 1 know / did. anyway.
Didn't you. Mr.. Tucker?"
Indeed 1 did. Miss Mary" promptly
replied Stain Tucker, but with dis
comforting recollection of Tom Strick-
land in his mind. -tAnd it certainly
was big success for the Daughters,
too. They must have made lot for
the Soldiers home. L should Think
They'd ha' made a lot more.'' said
Colonel Todhunter, ''if you young peo-
pie had been more'n half alive. What
the Daughters ought to ha' done was
to have good old fashioned fiddler out
there and got up big barn dance,
chargin' every body extra for dancin'.''
"a barn dance-oh:' Knocked Mary,
her pretty nose uptilted. I'D like to
just like we were living in the back
woods"
you'd see yourself enjoyin' mighty
fine frolic if you did, young lady" de-
clared the colonel valiantly. Good
old Virginia reels and cotillions and a
mazurka and schottische or two sand
wiched in between 'em amt to be
sneezed at, let me tell you.''
The speaker glared at the scornfuI
young couple. Then he chuckled. sAnd
you ought to ha, played kissir' games,
too" he resumed. Spin the plate and
Pleased or displeased' and Heavy;
heavy, hangs over your head Great
name above, tn amt nothin' like them
there old games for maxim young peo-
pie real Sociable.''
Mary tossed her head disdainfu1ly
kissing games. indeedr' she cried.
eff that amt old fashioned, I'd like to
known
Course it's old fashioned agreed
Colonel Todhunter, the light of relish
full teasing in his eyes. $50 is kissin'
itself, for that matter. But 1 won't
trust none OF you Nineveh girls be-
hind the door when there's any kissin'
go1n' on, old fashioned or no old fash
Toned, Miss Mary Todhunterr.
|" You ought to be ashamed of your
self. father"' cried Mary, nightly in
dignant. What in the world will Mr..
tucker think?''
"I don't care what STAN thinks, it's
true all the same..' returned Colonel
Todhunter graveIy. tAnd what's in. it
to be ashamed OF? The trouble with
| you young folks nowadays is that you
i are skeered to death O. bein' natural.
| You know you've got to play the old
! game. but you think you're smart
| enough to play it in a new way and
you amt All you do is to spoil the
| game like today. l didn't see airy sin
! gle one o. you do a real natural thing
/ from beginnin' to end, and I had my
| eyes peeled every last blessed minuteY'
81 can vouch for thatF' laughed Mrs.
| Todhunter. You can't keep yourself
But of young peoples affairs to save
| your life, Thurston.',,
| 81 want to help 'em along, that's
why" chuckled Colonel Todhunter.
''But 1 must say 1 had mighty hard
| sleddin' on that there job this day!''
! At this every one laughed
Anyway continued Colonel Tod
hunter as they left the supper table
! and returned to the front gallery, Its
more the fault o. the young men than
| it is of the girls. I'll be fiam-jiggered
! if it amt 1 never saw such a lot of
| I'II-run-if-you-touch beauk since che
good Lord made me- Amt that so,
| STAN %
no be Coptinued.l