Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1914-12-31

est competitor and representative OF
the Strauss sanssilk company. failed
to awaken In her the proper spirit OF
antagonism. Fat Ed Meyers sent q
bunch Of vIolets that devastated the
violet beds at the local greenhouse.
Emma McChesney regarded them list.
lessiy when the nurse lifted them out
OF their tissue wrappings. but the
name on the card brough tiny smile
| TO her lips.
He says he'd like to see you. II you
feel able. said Miss Haney. the nurse,
when she came up from dinner.
Emma McChesney thought minute.
Better tell him It's catching" she
| said.
'IIe knows II isn't" returned Miss
Haney. But II you don't want him.
why
Tell him to come up" interrupted
Emma McChesney, suddenly.
A faint CLEAN Of the old humor
lighted UP her face when Fat Ed Mey.
ers painfully tip-toed In, brown derby
In hand, hts red face properly doleful,
brown shoes squeaking. His figure
loomed mountainous In light-brown
summer suit.
Amt you ashamed OF yourself?''
he began. heavily humorous. Couldn't
You find anything better to do Ia the
middle of the season? Say, on the
square. grille. I'm dead sorry. Hard
luck. by gosh! Young +. Al. himself
went ont with a line I'm your territory,
didn't he7 I didn't think that guy had
IL In him, darned IL did"
It was sweet OF you to send all
those vioieta, Mr.. Meyers, | hope you're
not disappointed that they couldn't
have been worked In the form OF a
pillow. with Al Rest done In white
curlycueas
Mrs. McChesney!' ed Meyers
round face expressed righteous grief.
pain. and surprise "You and may
have had word. now and then, and I
will say that you dealt me a couple
OF low-down tricks on the road. but
that's all In the game, I never held
II up against you. Say, nobody ever
admired you or appreciated you more
that I did"
Look QUIT" said Emma McChesney.
You're speaking in the past tense.
Please don't, II makes me nervous"
Ed Meyers laughed uncomfortably,
and glanced yearningly toward the
door. He seemed at q loss to account
for something he failed to find in the
manner and conversation of Mrs. Nc
Chesney.
son here with you, I suppose" he
asked, cheerily, sure that he was on
safe ground at last.
Emma McChesney closed her eyes.
The little room became very stili. In
q panic Ed Meyers looked helplessly
from the white face, with its hollow
cheeks and closed eyefids to the nurse
who sat at the window. That discreet
damsel put her finger swiftly to her
lips, and shook her head. Ed Meyers
rose, hastily, his face a shade redder
than usual.
We'll, ] guess I gotta be running
along. I'm tickled to death to find you
looking 80 fat and sassy, | got an
idea You were just stailing for rest.
that's all. Say, Mrs. McChesney,
there's swell little dame In the house
named Riordon. She's on the road,
too. I don't know what her line la.
but she's a friendly kid. with bunch
OF talk. A woman always likes to have
another woman fussin' around when
she's sick. told her about you, and
how I'd bet you'd be crazy to get n
chance 10 talk shop and Featherlooms
again. I guess you amt lost your in.
tsrest In Featherlooms. eh, whatg"
Emma MeChesney's face indicated
not the faintest knowledge OF Feather.