The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1914-11-20

I'VE can't! The Lord couldn't expect
10 to bear all that we bear"
ashamed Of or that other girls don't
do every day in the week: only our
pleasures always have to be taken be-
hind fathers back. It's only me that's
ever wrong. anyway. for you are al
ways an angel. It's a burning shame,
and you only twenty-one yourself. I'll
pierce your ears If you say SO and let
you wear your own coral drops"
mo. Patty! I've outgrown those long
ings years ago. When your mother
died and left father and you and the
house to me my girlhOOd died, too.
though was only fourteen"
1T was only your inside girlhOod
that died." insisted Patty stoutly.
The outside is as fresh as the paint
on Uncle Barty's new ell. You've got
the loveliest eyes and hair in River
boro, and you know it.: besides. Ivory
Boynton would tell you so if you didn't.
Come and bore my ears. there's a dar-
ling!".
Ivory Boynton W. speaks q word
Of my looks. nor q word that father
and all the world mightn't hear" And
Waitstill flushed.
Then it's because he's shy and silent
and has SO many troubles of his own
that be doesn't dare say anything.
When my hair is once up and the coral
pendants are swinging in my ears l
shall expect to hear something about
my looks. ! can tell you. Waity. after
all. though We never have what we
want to eat and never a decent dress
to our backs. o a young man to cross
the threshold. l wouldn't change places
with Ivory Boynton. would your Here
Patty swept the hearth vigorously with
a turkey wing and added a few corn
cobs to the fire.
Waitstill paused a moment in her
task Of bread kneading. WELL" she
answered critically. lat least we know
where our father is."
I'VE do indeed. We also know that
he Is thoroughly alive"
And. though people do talk about
him. they can't say the things they say
Of Master Aaron Boynton. don't be-
lieve father would ever run away and
desert U.S."
II fear not" said Patty. Il wish the
angels would put the idea into his
head. though. Of course, it wouldn't be
the angels. They'd be above it. 1t
would have to be the old driver as
Jed Morrill, calls the evil one. But
whoever did 1t the result would be the
same-we should be deserted and live
happily ever after. Oh. to he deserted
and left with you alone on this hill
top. what joy it would be"
Breaking . Bad Habit.
A customer had come to purchase d
beef roast. Now. 1t seems that Bill
used to have Il most annoying habit
Ito the patrons, of bearing down with
a heavy hand upon the scales This
high cost Of living thing and all that
were bad enough In all conscience
thought some Of his patrons. but ont
of them finally broke Bill Of this trick
As was stated. the customer was
Uuy kuk n Occ1 tOuSI. uAu Oil SiSlt was
helping out the work Of the scales
with one pudgy fist when before
| shOpful of people the buyer said:
Take your hand of that scale. Bill
I'm buying beef. not pork
Since Their no one has had to chidt
Bill for a similar act.-Exchange.
The Real Thing.
Briggs Ia wonderfully proud of hi,
wife. He says she's a natural contor
ZIONIST
why does he think so?"
HE says she can fasten her waist NJ
the back"
"Yesr"
"And that she always sits on a chat
when she puts on her shoes."-Cleve
land Plain Dealer.