The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1914-12-03
CHAPTER II-contInued.


coat to her cheeks. i've just been
crazy for a dog, Dick; and isn't it
beauty?"
She put 1t on the floor, stopped and
called: Here, Dick; here. Dickl
That's what well name him, won't
we, Bob?"
"Honored beyond words" said the
donor. why not Bob?'
mo; look at his eyes. They're blue
just like yours, Dick, and he's SO cum
hing!"
Meade bent down and patted the
pups head.
well, I'm glad she likes you, old
top, since there's such resemblance"
You'd better feed him, Jane" Bob
suggested. 81 want Dick to see the
garden so we1l prowl around while
till dinner"
Reynolds guest showed general en-
thusiasm over the progress of his
friends agricultural venture. For an
amateur Reynolds had displayed skill
as well as zeal. The space he had
allotted to his garden comprised about
fourth of his half-acre lot. This he
hou uiNlhNh lnlO lllllt
plots about thirty feet deep and If
teen wide. Narrow paths ran between
so that each could be cultivated and
watered without treading on the bed
itself
You must have had some expert
opinion here, Bob" Dick ventured 81
never saw a more orderly garden.
Looks like you had laid IL out with a
rule and square. Where did you get
the idea?"
Jane helped out lot and then I
studied government bulletins. They
told me what to do for the soil. 1t
wasn't much better than a lot of saw
dust when we came, Dick. II was good
for some things, but not for others.
looked all that up, and 80 there is
different treatment Of the ground in
different beds; lime. potash, bone and
plain fertilizer. That's modern-day
farming, my boy; the way your de-
spised trusts would do things II they
were trying to raise beans and cab
bages. You see, there is system for
the little man as we'll as the capitalist
II he will only take advantage of 1t.
I'LL bet you l get twice as much out
of that garden as my friend Collins
down the street, and he's had two
years start of me-"
Great; l hope you do. But where
in the world did you find the time for
all the work you've put into this
patch?"
Got up with the sun and put in an
hour hafnra hrnaEfoot
of It all took the edge off the toll and
Ave really enjoyed It,"
They heard Jane calling them to
dinner and went in.
Where is my namesake?" Dick In
uuired.
Asleep in the kitchen. The little
dear had nearly half pint of milk
and guess he's done for the night"
"The evening" you mean," said Bob.
''Just wait till his digestive organs
have had chance. He's got one of
the cutest little soprano voices you
ever heard and we're in for plenty of
midnight solos till he becomes accli-
mated. I've raised pups before"
80 have I. Bob" their guest replied,
-and one thing l know, you mustn't
humor him. Pups and babies are Just
the same; II they cry. let them have
1t out Better stay awake all night
than stun or amuse them"
Very well, Richard. Thanks for
the lore. Dick, Jr., shall wall In
peace, but think the hen house would
be far better for his lungs"
BOIL" Jane exclaimed
Dick waved his napkin aloft Truce.
truce" he cried with aNlaugh, "or /
shall blame myself for having brought
trouble to Elysium. | will return the
pup and bring you turtle dove"
You will not" said Jane quickly.
-Dick is mine and you're wasting your
time discussing him. He's going to
be one of the family"
Her husband laughed and salaamed
toward the kitchen door. Dog, thy
future is assured. The queen has
spoken and great shall be thy power
In the land"
"Amen," said Dick. Twas ever
thus"
Jone served coffee from shining
aluminium percolator, which she in.
formed her husband and Dick was the
elimination of heroic efforts to supply
her with tobacco coupons.
isn't IL a dandy?" she asked. "and
It makes perfectly fine coffee in two
minutes"
"And it's a godsend, Jane" Dick an
swered, "for now / may smoke real
tobacco. For months I've battled with
My Lady Nicotine in her vilest forms
to find brands that furnished the most
green tickets. You know my senti
ments concerning kings and princes
but l have quashed them and paid
homage to the rulerN of fogr thousand
years, from the first Rameses to the
lsst George