The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1914-02-12

done the tirst spring weather. Bur
this s
Don't finish 1t. Now-cougress-
II drove In behind your back lot
she went on calmly. and I see that
size OF that pile OF beer bottles l n your
alley. Just suppose you'd bought
books all your life instead Of beer?"
Janet" Curran smiled at her, n
never had a place to put the books all
my life. But there's always been a
place for beer" ."
She looked at him in her old despair.
"Now-now-" he went on and waved a
hand at her, don't scold. I'm up--Fm
anything! But the weather, Janetl
Can't a fellow sit once in a while over
his pipe-and watch you through the
smoke, perhaps-and Dream" il .
She shook her head. Il know" he
went on l~ugubriously. The problem
with the new woman is, will h ever
let q man go tishing?"
She smiled but continued her direct
ness: TON Purcell, of Earlville. 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
his shop the bluebirds were calling.
The committee of the nascent Pro-
gressive league-and Janet-had kept
Mr.. Curran plugging rather steadily
all winter. He had addressed farmers
institutes and gone to state confer.
ences Of the progressive, had met Gov
ernor Delroy and, the men of the state
organization-"glad-ha handed around the
circle" as he put-and had also gone
among the men of his own county.
lodge meetings. church fairs, district
school entertainments. And on Arne's
visits from school they had taken long
drives to lonely. preCints where they
had discussed farm problems from
Arne's new angles, n Wiley had told
the men simply and frankly that he
wanted them to vote for him In the
primary.
Il don't know any otS.er politics." he
assured Janet.
You don't need to. The county
crowd knows now your candidacy Is
not a joke. / 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 q benign eye. "Appar-
emily, Tanner and Rice and Boydston
are organizing his Retail Merchants
association, the secret motive of which
ID W BSI Tic lOWh - lISIDb WIFI
held from the News. That's m angle
OF the fight. Janet, / shan't have an
advertiser left except the undertaken
and he wants me to take II 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 d~ewberries air
ripe down in LoUisiany!"
TA.5 4Lo ,.D,lKs-- ls.l. $50 a-n4--
in the canebrakes, Uncle Mich"
And If the ole house boat wasn't
done stuck hard and fast up yere-
and 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 and Mr..
Wiley
"Fine!" cried the candidate-'Uncle
Mich"
Old Mich took off his car. Miss
Vance, / know what gets Mr.. Wiley.
Done been my little grill"
Miss Vance vas impressive, Mr.. Cur
ran amiably evasive. Your little gfrlT
Mich. you old scoundrel, 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 TinkIe-
toes? 1t isn't right to wink and grin
when people ask you about her-peo-
pie never know what to believed"
Reckon decent people believe only
what's 0ood-and the others don't
count. But my little girl come of bet
ter stock than those big bugs on High
street"
Well, who?"
Then Uncle Michigan did his abom-
Unable old trick. He leaned close and
shut one eye 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
nous Joke: She done come from the
holy family!"
Then he doubled over with laugh
ter. That settled them! He roared II
to Father Doyle when the good priest
tried to settle Aurelie's patrfmony; he
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
family
Uncle Michigan" put In Miss
Vance distantly, what Is Aurelie do
ing these days?"
Il dunno exactly. Mr.. Wiley will
read YOU her letters.