The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1913-01-23

the insult ana sought 70 repay 4 VIM
irony.
Thanks. And II you ever want to
run this road for couple Of weeks,
just let me know"
Marjorie nodded appreciatively and
said: Il will. You're very kind"
And that completed the rout Of that
conductor. He retired in disorder,
leaving Marjorie to fondle Snoozle-
ums with neglectful Indifference that
would have greatly flattered Mallory,
If he could have seen through the
partition that divided them.
But he was witnessing with the
cynical superiority of an aged ana
disillusioned man the, to hin, childish
behavior Of Ira Lathrop, an eleventh
hour Orlando.
For just as Mallory moped into the
smoking-room at one door, Ira Latin
rop swept in at the other, his face
rubicund with embarrassment and
ecstasy. He had donned an old frock
! coat with creases like ruts from long
exile in his trunk. But he was feel
ing like an heir apparent; and ne
startled everybody by his jovial hail:
"Well, boys--er-gentlemen - the
drinks are on me. Waiter, take sne
orders"
Little Jimmie woke with a start,
rose hastily to his feet and saluseo,
saying: Present! Who said take the
orders?"
Il did," said Lathrop, I'm giving
party. Waiter, take the orders"
"Sarsaparilla," said DR.. Temple, but
they howled aim down and ordered
other things. The porter shook his
head sadly: "Nothin' but s0f' drinks
in Utah, gemmen."
A groan went up from the clab-
members, and Lathrop grohned loud
est of all:
"Well. we've got to drink something.
Take the orders. Well all have sarsa-
parilla."
Little Jimmie Wellington came to
the rescue.
Don't do anything desperate, gen
tlemen," he said, with look OF d.
vine philanthropy. 1.-THE bars closed,
but Little Jimmie Wellington Is here
with the life preserver." From MS
hip-pocket he produced silver hash
that looked to be big enough to carry
regiment through the Alps. 1t was
greeted with salvo, and LathroI
said to Jimmie: Il apologize fol
everything have said-and thought
about you" He turned to the porter;
There amt any law against giving
this way, is there?"
The porter grinned: mot If you-al
bride the exercise-inspector." And hi
held out a glass for the bride, muir
muring, Don't git tired" as 1t was
poured. He set it inside his sanctun
and then hustled round with ice-fillet
glasses and a siphon.
J. When Little Jimmie offered OF tn
\ flask to DR.. Temple, the clergyman
4 nut out his hand with q politely hor
rified: mo. thank you."
Q Lathrop frightened him with sud
den comment: Look at that gesture
q Doc, I'd almost swear you were par
a son."
e Mallory whirled on him with tn
eyes of a hawk about to pounce, an
l. 1.-THE very ideal" was the best dis
s claimer DR.. Temple could manage
a suddenly finding himself suspected
= Ashton put in with, The only wa
to disprove it, Doc, Is to join u.s."
I: The poor old clergyman. too deepl
Q involved In his deception to brav
confession now, decided to do an
n dare all. He stammered, "Er-ah-
/: certainly" and held out his hand TO
e his share of the poison. Little jim
y mic winked at the others and almos
filled the glass. The innocent docto
q bowed his thanks. When the porte
reached him and prepared to fill tn
r remainder of the glass from tn
siphon, the parson waved him asid
l. with a misguided caution:
k mo, thanks. I'll not mix them"
Mallory turned away with sigh
), HE takec his straight. He's no pa
" son."
l. Then they forgot the doctor
d curiosity as to Lathrop's sudde
4, spasm OF generosity-with Wellinl
toms liquor. Wedgewood voiced tn
e general curiosity when he said:
/: whats the old voman-hater up
now?"
n "Woman-hater? laughed Ira. 1T
d the old story. I'm. going to folio
T. Mallory's example-marriage.
a. Il hope you succeed" said Mallor
t, wherever did you :7icA up ii
e bride?" said Wedgewood, 1he;lowiI
" with the long glass in his hand.
lg Brides are easy" said Mallor
Or with surprising cynicism. where {
t. you get the parson?'
le Hang the parsan'' Wedgewood r
1T heated, who's the gel?"
r. 'I'll bet I know who she Isl AS
s, too interposed: Its that nectarine
IS damsel who got on at Green River
Ii mot the same!" Lathrop roare
II found my bride blooming here
I'd the while. Girl used to spark bat
III IN Prottlohoro W. I've heen VOWil