The log cabin Democrat., 1914-01-13

l &lioo l ClSl oOA IOOhSO dl uGI ously. T don't knows you need to l bother about it"
 Miss Connolly included the group in a comprehensive wink.
 "Girlies," she said "ain't it funny how bein' in love makes some folks get sore so asy? Now, l thought when Name really got her hooks on Joe she'd be so tickled that she'd be sweeter'n pie. My, I'm disappoint. l ed'
 Miss Peterson bit her lip angrily Miss Frizkie broke into the converse tion with L. laudable object Of smoothing the troubled waters.
 Say, girlies. she cried, eagerly, you'd ought to see the couple of swell willow plumes Name got off the sale up in the millinery today. Peach es!"
 Willow plumes!" calculated Miss Larson, who up to this time had been giving her undivided attention to her | luncheon. Say, you are goin' some, ain't you, Name? Who's goin' to get Joes supper while you're settin' round tn your pink net tunics and willow plumes?"
 Why. ain't you ashamed of your self. Stell Laron?" broke in Miss Con- nelly. Where did you get such com mon ideas? Didn't you know Joes took suite at the swellest hotel in town for the winter? You don't SUD- pose he expects Name to do anything SO unladylike as her own cookin? You'd better conf1ne yourself to mak- in noises like deaf and dumb party if you don't know no better'n that"
 "Oh. pickles!" sniffed Miss Larson. You talk like a fish, Nell Connolly. But, on the square, Name, I should think you'd rather wait a while on the chance of locatin' a fellow who could, maybe buy you some clothes after twenty years or so, instead of stockin' up for the rest of your life"
 "Well, if 1t comes to that, Stell Lar son." said Miss Peterson, tensely, T don't know as that pinhead I see you comin' down on the car with ever day looks like he was goin' to be able to buy swell clothes any more than other folks friends"
 "Oh, cut it, folks" interrupted Miss Frizkie. Seems like this bunchid ought to be able to get together once in while without scrappin'."
 Miss Connolly nodded approvingly. That's where you soaked the tack on the bean, Jen," she said Merry lit. tie sunbeams like us ought to be able to have quiet, friendly meet without endin' up in a sluggin match. But on the level, Name" she added, turn. ing to Miss Peterson. when are you and Joe plannin' to pull off that little matrimonial celebration?"
 T don't knows you need worry about it." snapped Miss Peterson.
 "Oh, l ain't goin' to bother none" returned Miss Connolly. But it hurts me to see nice. industrious girl like you work so hard to land fellow and have such awful poor luck. There ain't anything I wouldn't do to help you. Now, if you get a strange hold on him some time and don't dare let go for fear he'll ditch you, you send me hurry up call and I'll be tickled to come around and hang on to him while you run and get the preacher" Miss Peterson rose so suddenly that her chair fell over with a crash. Look here, Nell Connolly" sha said, furiously, some day you'll find you're altogether too smart. I want | you to understand that I don't pick | fights with nobody. because that ain't my nature, but when I do scrap scrap to a finish. It's about time for you to quit this funny business. suppose you think you make terrible hit with your smart remarks, but ] | could tell you some different. Anyway, when get as old as some folks maybe I'll have to call in some | body to help me land a fellow. When I get as old as some folks I hope I'll know euouph n mind ypu oup h,,c{