The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1914-02-28

tell you. Minnie. If / ever get away
from this place"
You've got to get away this min
ute," broke in, remembering. They'll
be coming any instant now"
He got up and looked around him
helplessly.
"WhereIl go?" he asked. Il can't
go back to the shelter-house."
looked at him and he tried to grin
Fact" he said, hard to believe, but
fact, Minnie. She's got the door
locked Didn't tell you she is of
suspicious nature? She was asleep
when left, and mostly she sleeps all
night. And just because she wakes
when I'm out. and lets me come in
thinking she's asleep, when she has
one eye open all the time. and she sees
what I'd never even seen myself-that
the string of that damned garment,
whatever 1t Is, is fastened to the hook
of my shoe, me thinking all the time
that the weight was because I'd broken
my leg jumping-doesnt she suddenly
sit up and ask me where I've been?
And I'm unsuspicious, Minnie, by
nature, and | said I'd been asleep
Then she jumped up and showed me
ing to my shoe, and she hasn't spoken
to me since. ! wish I was dead"
And just then a dog barked outside
and somebody on the step stamped
snow off his feet We were both para
lyzed for a moment.
Julia" Mr.. Dick cried, and went
white.
made leap for the door, just as
the handle turned, and put my back
against it,
Just a minute" called. THE car
pet is caught under it,"
Mr.. Dick had lost his head and was
making for the spring. as il he thought
hiding his feet would conceal him.
| made frantic gestures to him to go
into my pantry, and he went at last.
leaving his hat on the table. l left
the door and flung it after him-the
hat, of course, not the door-and when
Miss Summers sauntered in just after
was on my knees brushing tn
hearth, with my heart going three
four time and skipping every sixt
| beat.
"Hello!" she said. Lovely weathe
for polar bears. II the natives wad,
through this all winter it's no wonde,
they walk as If they are ham-strung
Don't bother getting me a glass. I'll
get my own"
She was making for the pantry when
| caught her, and l guess | looked
pretty wild
"Tll get it," l said. THAT'S one
of the rules"
She put her hands in the pockets of
her white sweater and smiled at me.
DO you know" she declared, "the
old ladies knitting society isn't so far
wrong about you! About your making
rules-whatever you want, whenever
you want EN-"
She put her head on one side.
Now" she went on, suppose
break that rule and get my own glass
What happens to me? l don't think
I'll be put out!-
l threw up my hands in despair, for
| was about at the end of my string.
| Get it them" exclaimed, and sat
down, waiting for the volcano to erupt
But she only laughed and sat down
on table, swinging her feet.
When you know me better, Min
ME-" she said, you'll know l don't
spoil sport. l happen to know you
have somebody in the pantry-more.
over, l know it's a man. There are
tracks on the little porch, my dear
girl, not made by your galoshes. Also
my dearest girl, there's a gentleman e
glove by your chair there!" / put
my foot on it. And just to show you
what good fellow l am"
She got of the table, still smiling
and sauntered to the pantry door
watching me over her shoulder.
My heart was skipping every second
beat by that time. and Miss Julia