The evening times. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1906-1914, 1913-04-19

OH this street. And see how much
nicer the other places look"
II don't occupy the other places. SO
l don't care how they look. By George.
there's the tow clock striking I! !
must SO. By-hy, dear"
lie kissed her hastily and went. Pol
ly stood looking aftet him. At the cor.
ncr he tur,Hd as usual and waved his
hand. She wa:ed her hand feebly i'll
return. For the first time Mae had
ruffled her feelings. 1t was a fine
spring day. But that old fence spells
it all for me-" srieved Polly.
1t was a very old. gray fence, and
in her sight it dctracted considerably
from the effect OF the neat house be-
broken window. Either Of which Ia
prefer" Polly lamented audibly.
She sat down on the steps and star.
ed hard at the obstacle Of her happi-
ness. Her brows were drawn togeth-
er. her ltrs %puckcrcd. her heart full
OF rebellion. During all the happy
winter OF their brief married lie the
subject OF the fence had not once
been mentioned. Recently she had
referred to it casually several times
Always Mac evaded m ns8er She
had not dreamed that when it came ia
VIE actual HlOT1eE1L VI O0CtuluS ne
would set the fence itself above her
wished.
That fence shall come down." she
INJURED. 1T won't come down with
Macs consent. and you better not try
it without"
4 sten on the grass made her glance
UP. Her right-hand neighbcr was ap'
preaching.
II saw you out here and I thought
I'd leave h dishes standing for a few
moments while I a. across to see YOU
It's almost az warm al June Mrs
Porter sat heavily down upon the
steps. She was as large and coarse
and commonly colored as Polly wa,
small and fine and beautifully tinted
claimed. Your yard looks grand"
But for one thing" said Polly.
But for n thing agreed Mr..
Porter. understan ding instantly. '"Wh.
don't Mac take tha:rfence down?'
He seems peculiarly attached u
t." Polly answered, with a hard little
laugh.
Mrs. Porter looked at her quickly
She had come a long way down the
recognized a new symptom in Polly.
laugh. oh, we'll. it isn't such . hat
fence" she replied.
It's coming down. Mrs. Porter
Polly said emphatically. "It's coming
down II ! have to take 1t down my
SELF"
"oh. I wouldn't do that. You'll nnt
1t quite q task. ] dare say Mac him.
self will remove it when he set,
Il shan't wait for him to do it,
said Polly vehemently. I've got my
mind made up. That fence 10 comm,
Mrs. Porter rose. Well, I must E.
back and wash my dishes before tn,
water cools," she said evasiveiy.
Polly saxsd meditatively after he,
as she moved away.
She's three times as big rs I an
yet She wouldn't dare to take down &
fence II 1t was against her husband'i
wishes" she thought with scorn.
Springlng up. she ran into thu
house. The dinner table stood Just a,
she and Mac had arisen from It. Polls
thrust the cat out Of doors. together
with q smart cuff and . handful Of
meat. It was Characteristic Of Poll,
that she administered = blessing ana !
curse with the same hand. She tler
hunted up a hammer ana hstchet anS
went back to the fence.
As she struck the first blow tn.
thought occurred to her" the neigh.
boris will all Be Watching. But I don,
care. It's coming down."
But to pull down n picket fence q,