Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1914-02-12
lone the first spring weather.

done the first spring weather. Blu.
this year-now--'
Don't finish it. Now-congress-"
Il drove in behind your back lot"
she went on calmly, and see that
the w. G. I. U. ladies are right. The
size OF that pile of beer bottles in your
alley. Just suppose you'd bought
books all your life instead of beer?"
Janet" Curran smiled at her. Il
never had a place to put the books all
my life. But there's always been a
place for beer"
"Now-now-' he went on and waved a
hand at her, don't scold. Pm upa-Pm
doing! In for a acknowledgements
anything! But the weather, Janet!
Can't a fellow sit once in a while over
his pipe-and watch you through the
smoke, perhaps-and dream
She shook her head. Il know" he
went on lugubriously. The problem
with the new woman is, will she ever
let a man go fishing?"
She smiled but continued her direct
ness: Tom Purcell. of E%arlville, is
going to take the active management
OF your campaign this summer. The
committee of the Progressive league
decided on him.
He shrugged. Up the cliff back Of
ms shop the bluebirds were calling.
Ihe committee of the nascent Pro-
gressive league-and Janet-had kept
MT. Curran plugging rather steadily
all winter. He had addressed farmers
institutes and one to state confer
ences of the progressive, had met Gov
ernor Delroy and the men of the state
Observation-Disclosures around the
circle" as he put-and had also gone
among the men of his own county,
lodge meetings, church fairs, district
visits from school they had taken long
drives to lonely precints where they
mad discussed farm problems from
Arne's new angles, and Wiley had told
the men simply mt frankly hat he
n them to vote for him in the
primary.
Il don't know any other politics. he
assured Janet.
You don't need to. The county
not a joke. l hear Judge Van Hart
has written Congressman Hall that
he'd better come home and look over
his constituency. They feel you,
Wiley"
Wiley opened a benign eye. "Appar-
entity, Tanner and Rice and Boydston
are organizing this Retail Merchants
heSoSioSiOil, llic SSCtel illolISG OIL which
is to get the towns advertising with
held from h News. That's one angle
OF the fight. Janet, [ shan't have an
advertiser left except the undertaken
and he wants me to take it out in
trade"
BE serious, Wiley!" she retorted-
and then Uncle Michigan stuck his old
squirrel skin cap in the window.
April, Mr.. Wiley, and dewberries air
ripe down in Louisiany!"
And the mocking birds are singing
in the c~anebrakes, Uncle Mich!"
And if the ole house boat wasn't
done stuck hard and fast up we're
n If my little girl hadn't done gone
off in the show bushes, I'd
Uncle Mich" roared the candidate,
pounding the desk-''shut up, or I'll
never get to congress! Blue birds up
Eagle point! Bullhead fishing! Aunt
Abby sowing lettuce! Get out of her
with it all! Take April with you."
Uncle Michigan" smiled Miss
vance, we're trying to talk business.
Now you know that business Mr..
Wiley
"Fine!" cried the candidate-'Uncle
Mich"
Old Mich took off his cap. Miss
Vance, l know what gets Mr.. Wiley.
Done been my little girl"
MISS Vance was impressive. Mr.. Cur
ran amiably evasive. Your lictle girl?
Mich, you old s%coundrel, you haven't
a sign of title to her. Why don't you
tell US all--who was Aurelie, to begin
with. and who was Captain Tinkle-
toes? 1t isn't right to wink and grin
when people ask o about her-peo-
pie never know what to believed"
Reckon decent people believe only
what's pood-and the Others don't
count. But my little girl come of bet
ter stock than those big bugs on High
Well, who?'
Then Uncle Michigan did his aborn-
inable old trick. He leaned close and
shut n w tight and opened the
other very wide, drew up his face so
that the White whiskers. sticking out in
all directions, made his face like a
sunflower. Then he exploded his ia
joke: She done come from the
holy family"
Then he doubled over with laugh
ter. That settled them: He roared it
to Father Doyle when the good priest
tried to settle Aurelie's patrimony; ha
chuckled 1t to Aunt Abby and the Ep-
worth league ladies'; he discounted Mr..
Curran and all the town with this
little girl was descended from the holy
Uncle Michigan put in Miss
Vance distantly. what is Aurelie do
ing these days"
Il dunno exactly. Mr.. Wiley will
read you her letters.