The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1914-02-12
done the first spring weather.

done the first spring weather. Bur
this year-now@
II drove in behind your back lot"
she went on calmly, and / see that
the w. c. r. 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, 81
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 waved a
hand at her, don't scold. I'm up-Tm
doing! In for a career-congress-
anything! But the weather, Janet!
Cant 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. 9TH problem
with the new woman is, will she ever
let a man go fishing?"
She smiled but continued her direct
ness: Tom Purcell, of Earlville, is
gong 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 We're calling.
Ihe committee of the nascent Pro-
gressive league-and Janet-had kept
49, TatlGr steadily
all winter. He had addressed farmers
institutes and gone to state confer.
ences or 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
school entertainments. And on Arne's
visits from school they had taken long
drlves to lonely precints where they
nad discussed farm problems from
Arne's new angles, and Wiley had told
the men simply and frankly that he
wanted them to vote for him in the
primary.
I don't know m other politics." he
assured Janet.
You don't need to. The county
crowd knows now your candidacy ia
not a joke. I hear Judge Van Hart
mas written Congressman Hall that
ned better come home and look over
Wiley" 80
emily, Tanner and Rice and Boydston
are ~organizing this Retail Merchants
association, the secret motive of which
is to get the towns advertising with
held from the News. That's one angle
OIL the light. Janet, l shan't have an
ana ne wants me to take it out in
trade"
B 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 hooking birds are singing
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
OH IN the show bushes, I'd
'T1nn1n NTinLtp .~-.ol
pounding the desk-"shut up, or I'll
never get to congress! Blue birds up
Eagle point! Bullhead fshing! Aunt
Abby sowing lettuce! Get out of her
with it all! Take April with you,"
Uncle Michigan, smiled Miss
Vance, were trying to talk business.
Wiley" "
"Fine!" cried the candidate-"Uncle
Mich
Old Mich took off his cap. Miss
Done been my little girl"
Miss Vance was impassive, Mr.. Cur
ran amiably evasive. Your little girl?
Mich, you old ~scoundrel, you haven't
a sign of title to her. Why don't you
with, and who was Captain Tinkle-
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 "ood-and the others don't
count. But my little girl come of bet
ter stock than those big bugs on High
street.
We'll, who?'
Then Uncle Michigan did his abom-
Unable old trick. He leaned close and
shut n 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 q
sunf1ower. Then he exploded his fla
nous joke: She lone 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; he
chuckled it to Aunt Abby and the Ep-
worth league ladies'; he discounted MIR.
Curran and all the town with this
little girl was descended from the holy
family!
Uncle Michigan put in Miss
Vance d~istantly, what is Aurelie do
ing these days?"
Il dunno exactly. Mr.. Wiley will
read you her letters.