The Mobridge news. [volume] (Mobridge, Walworth Co., S.D.) 190?-1917, 1913-08-15
-ouess wei, leave Miss Frances OK

Guess wen leave Miss Frances oh
OF It, don't you know" | demonstrated
Dash the fellow impudence! Tnen.
remembering 1 was wearing a coat OF
dark cheviot that was the very dew
for showing every speck OF dust. |
slipped out OF 1t and looked about for
somewhere to hang it. Not a 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 GOAT on. So ! Just folded the
jolly thing carefully-very carefully,
just as | had seen jenkins do-and
then | held it on my arm.
The chap had been shifting about
me in a curve, clucking his tongue
contemptuously and muttering. and
getting more jolly red-eyed and abus-
i've every minute.
BE a mani" he snarled. You
blamed tailor's dummy. be a mani"
And he struck his chest a blow TO
show me what he meant.
And Just then l remembered TO
smooth my hair-part.
"Oh, you" With a growl like a
bear. he swept both his hands to MS
head and whiried them through his
great yellow pile. leaving each hair
standing on end like the quilts OF the
fretful what's-its-name. Then ne
danced toward me, pausing irregularly
to double over with a chuckle.
"Oh, this is too good!" he yelped.
But ! can't help it; | jest can't re-
fuse the money, Lizziei | know they'll
SEND me away for this. but-Oh, mann.
mai"
And over he'd double again.
oldest thing. isn't 1t. how your
jolly active mind will wander at the
then OF how. when | was a delicate
boy, bully old Doctor Dake and Doc
tor Madden had prescribed a punch
ing bag, and later boxing-gloves. Ana
| thought with a pang OF what ripping
times the governor and | 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 M 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 SO
cloudy of a sudden, l almost missed
the cbauffeur's move--aimost, don't
o know!
And then
II say, you know" I said disgust
eddy, as | screwed my monocle at
him there, his yellow mat sticking out
Of sight through the jolly vines. "Aw-
fully raw thing to strike at a man
and leave you guard open like that
Il could have put it over your heart,
don't you know!"
| heard a little sound behind me and
there was she!
Obi" l gasped as | slipped into my
coat. And now | was miserable, for
I remembered how kind this chauf-
feur, Scoggins, had been to her. And
for her to have seer me in this vul'
gar row!
Yes, | saw 1t ALL" she said, az 1
moved toward her, murmuring some
Jolly effort at apology. Her eyes were
shining. Il saw 1t all, strand heard.
And just when | had hunted you up
with these!"-and then l saw that her
arms were burgeoning with roses.
See what I've been doing for you.
sir!"
For me?" BY Jove, 1t was all /
could say as l took them!
And you ran Off" She pouted
adorably-narurally, too, dash 1t. I've
seen them put 1t on when they looked
like they had toothache. How am
ever going to thaax 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
here!"
ITO BE CONTINuEDD