The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1913-01-10

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chase? Your pulses have leaped like
an arrow at the zip, zip of the dogs
in close pursuit? You have dashed
madlv over fences, taking the hurdles
without regard to personal danger as
the prey suddenly sprang from its
covert and whisked swiftly into the
hazel brush ahead? You-but wait!
Fancy! Did you ever behold ten
pretty, vivacious lithe-limbed young
women chasing a handsome mana
perfect stranger-through a dogwood
swamp. their dresses swirlfng high
above pretty ankles, their baying,
shrieks Of hysterical laughter?
Catch him! Catch him!" shrilled
4 slender blonde to the leading lady
running ahead with an athletic stride,
her head and shoulders back, her hair
ripping In the wind.
Get him, Jacket" painted a raw
enous brunette, close behind. Darn
these narrow skirts. anyhow. I'd like
to be a man long enough to wear"
"Oh. gee-this is-too-much for
me-" and a solidly built blonde with
q retrousse nose and a red sweater
toppled onto a bed Of moss under a
thornapple tree and gasped for breath
that persisted in cross-circuiting a
chorus OF chortles struggling for
freedom.
"E.YipEAddyI-Ay-IAy!"
Run, girls. run!"
GO it,"
Hot foot!"
"Whoo-p!"
A startled rabbit, aroused from his
breakfast of alder shoots, sat up In
may bewilderment, took n hasty
glance and bounded away into the
marsh grasses. his funny little tail
bobbing through the squashy places
like a meteor Of down.
Ahead the man was running freely,
taking an occasional swift glance
over his shoulder at the foremost Of
the foe. One by one the pursuers
we're falling by the way, their laugh
ter becoming more and more distant.
Suddenly the mar swerved behind a
great ash along the trail and waited.
Through the brush behind he heard
the leader coming like a wood nymph.
hight and airy.
The man crouched. She was upon
him now. Agilely he sprang from his
hiding place and opened his arms!
With a gurgle Of surprise. her
sheeks as flaming red as the Oriental
poppy on a sunny morning, she collid-
ed with his manly breast. Before she
could free herself, the mans lips
vera at hers, slipping the honey with
an ecstasy of delight!
"Oh!' she gasped. struggling.
Were you looking for me?" asked
the man. taking toll again and hold
Ing her close.
But" she cried. But" between
kisses. And then with one free hand
she boxed him soundly on the ear.
He let her go instantly, rubbing his
heal regretfully.
she stood staring at him, her laugh
ter given way to anger.
"Dir!" her eyes blazing. "Hov
darn your"
Fever mind" said the man hum
bly, I'll take 1t back!" coming nearer
ant reaching for her slim waist.
SNme lame philosopher has sait
tina a woman with a sense OF humol
has v been born. In refutation
the girl suddenly broke forth int
peais Of laughter, backing away from
hir until she leaned against a tre'
trunk for support.
The man kept his eyes on her.
Anyhow" he said finally, Il lik'
the game. Who invented IT."
Coming closer, he reached forth BIZ
hand and touched her lightly o. tn
arm.
"Tag!" he cried. and started to rur
h girl sat down unceremoniousl
IN a tangle Of grape vines.
i had my fingers crossed" she prt
tested-and the man came back, dill
appuintedly.
"fll wait until they cramp." he sal
determinedly. crouching at a respec
able distance.
There amt a-goin' to be any core!
holding her golden head positivel
and striving to keep back the blushe'
The man seemed saddened.
Listen" she said soberly. IT
expected ever to see you again, I'd b
mortified to death. But l DON'T IN
I'm going to make a clean breast
1t, BECAUSE" with maidenly modest
ut served me right"
He waited patiently. nodding }
way Of appreciation.
You're the first nan that's con
ur to this forest primeval in fly
weeks. We we're hunting for mocc
sin flowers when We caught sight
you.