Dewey County advocate. [volume] (Timber Lake, S.D.) 1910-1913, 1913-05-09

Guess wen leave Miss Frances ~
Of 1t, don't you know" remonstratsd'
Dash the fellows impudence! Thsos
remembering l was wearing coat q
dark cheviot that was the very devl
for showing every speck Of dust. l
slipped out of it and looked about for
somewhere to hang it.. Not dashed
place, Of course: not a thing. you
know. except nails here and there In
the wooden uprights Of the pergola.
and Of course nails wouldn't do to
hang a coat on. So just folded the
jolly thing carefully-very carefully,
Just as I had seen jenkins do-and
then I held 1t on my arm.
The chap had been shifting about
me in a curve, clucking his tongue
contemptuously and mutterfng, and
getting more jolly red-eyed and abus-
i've every minute.
BE q mani" he snarled. You
blamed tailor's dummy. be q mani"
And he struck his chest q blow to
show me what he meant.
And just then l remembered to
smooth my hair-part.
"Oh, you" With a growl like .
bear, he swept both his hands to mis-
head and whirled them through his
great yellow pile, leaving each hair
standing on end like the quilts Of the
fretful whats-its-name. Then ne
danced toward me, pausing irregulariy
to double over with a chuckle.
"Oh, this is too good!" he yelped.
But l can't help 1t: jest can't 70.
fuse the money, Lizzie! l know they'll
send me away for this, but-Oh, NAM
mai"
And over he'd double again.
oldest thing. isn't it, how your
Jolly active mind will wander at the
FUNNIEST times; and I had thought
then OF how, when was q delicate
boy, bully old Doctor Dake and Doc
tor Madden had prescribed . punch
ing-bag, and later boxing-gloves. And
I thought with pang OF what ripping
times the governor and l had. scrap
ping, and of what knocks he gradu'
ally began to give me until he forced
me to learn to come back harder.
Jove, what corking hours we had!
And then when Chugsey. the retired
English lightweight champion. came
to butler-oh, what smashing three
handed rounds we used to have! Bully
old governor, who was never so busy
on his sermons but what he could
take a walk or a ride with me; or
talk with me, or fight with me! Why.
he
BY Jove, my dashed monocle got 80
cloudy Of a sudden. I almost missed
the chauffeur's move-almost, don't
you know!
And then
IL say, you know" said disgust
eddy, as l screwed my monocle at
him there, his yellow mat sticking out
of sight through the jolly vines. Jaw
fully raw thing to strike at man
and leave your guard open like that
Il could have put it over your heart.
don't you know!"
Iheard little sound behind me and
there was she!
"Oh!" gasped as / slipped into my
coat. And now was miserable. for
l remembered how kind this chauf-
feur, Scoggins, had been to her. And
for her to have seen me in this vul-
gar row!
Eyes, l saw it ALL" she said. a.
moved toward her, murmuring some
Jolly effort at apology. Her eyes were
shining. II saw it all. strand heard.
And Just when l had hunted you up
with these!"-and then saw that her
arms were burgeoning with roses.
"See what I've been doing for you.
siri"
For me?" BY Jove. It was all
could say as l took them!
And you ran OIL" She pouted
adorably-narurally. too. dash 1t. I've
seen them put it on when they looked
like they had toothache. How am
ever going to thank you about the pa,
jamas% BY Jove. her big blue eyes
looked me frankly in the face. There
was never a culver of embarrassment.
Its wonderful-and to find them
herel"
CTO BE CONTINUED)