Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1914-09-19
CHAPTER ~.

- StHiGe@tOUs
Bob" called Jane, Il think I'll get
up"
"Oh, you mustn't, dear. Stay right
where you are. Do you feel as II you
could eat something? I'll bring It to
you"
But If tell you something are you
going to be CROSSE"
Gross with you. honey? That's i'm
possible"
But II I've done something awfully
terrible, do you think you could forgive
me?"
81 don't believe you could do any
thing l couldn't forgive"
"Supposing I had told you a fright
full, black, inexcusable fib?"
why. Jane, what's on your mind?
'Fess up. guess can stand it all
right"
II haven't got a sick headache at
ALL"
That's fine. What were you do
ing. joking?"
mo, 1t wasn't joke at all. It was
Just plain lie. went to the matinee
with Mrs. Collins and forgot all about
the dinner. was afraid you might be
angry. You'll forgive me, won't you,
Bob?"
He stopped and kissed her. "Of
course / will. dear. You know that l
think more OF you than q dinner any
time. Was it Mrs. Collins who sug-
gested the headache?"
Now. don't ask questions, honey;
I've confessed and you said you
wouldn't be cross. But I'm awfully
sorry about dinner"
That's all right. Jane. only"
"OnIy what?"
There's Dick. you know. IT'S
Wednesday and he hasn't missed TAX
ing pot luck with us on his night of
since we've been here. He's the only
other member OF our family"
Il know 1t. but l forgot all about
him, too"
We'll, don't mind. Get yourself
fixed up and I'll make it all right with
Dick"
A welcome shout outside announced
the arrival of the guest.
Beacon Dick and Deacon Dick. Rey-
nolds called him, for he was always
preaching his wild theories and yet
was cheerful about them. His very
presence seemed to bring ray OF sun
shine IN the Reynolds home. II all
socialists could make their listeners
smile as often as Dick did the host of
converts would swell materially.
What. hol" called the visitor as be
presented himself at the window.
Lower the portcullis while / enter
with a pickle and bun!"
What kind Of a bum" laughed his
friend, raising the sash.
"A Wednesday bun; a regular day
OF bun. Gangway for the foe OF the
system
60 around to the door. you loon.
What's the matter with your"
Bob stepped to the door and threw 1t
open. Come in, come in, and well
come"
"Ah. landlord, what cheer have you
tonight? You see do not come empty
handed. Herr Host" and Dick dis
played huge parcel.
II do see. Herr Most. What's with
in?"
Food and drink; cheer for you and
the missus. and three cheers for me-"
Reynolds reached for the package.
Wait" said Dick. Il desire the
housewife to be In on this that she
may pay due tribute to her guest.
This is no meager token of my regard.
1t is the sum total of a dollars raid on
a delicatessen shop"
What's the idea? Don't you think
we have anything to eat here?"
Certainly, but these are delicacies
dear to every woman's heart-and
tongue. Here is some Wednesday
night tongue: picked tongue, IL you
WILL" and he held up Jar of 1t. Here
we have the invention Of old Mr.. Dill;
one that has never been improved
upon. More pickle. And here is con-
densed all the aroma of bleating goats
and sheep, breathing the spirit OF field
and farm. and introducing My Lady
Limburgeri But where is Jane?"
She's lying down. Had headache,
but she's better now. She'll join us in
a minute. Sit down and take of your
gloves. Has the system got your over
coat?"
1T would II gave it the chance. but
haven't bought one. Jane" he
called out. mot sick. are your"
NO, Dick; I'll be with you right
away. You can help Bob set the
table"
Reynolds stepped to his wife's door.
Jane. dear. what have we got for sup
PERI
Now, hush" she answered: you
Just tell him yourself. You said you
would"
"All right" He returned to Dick.
Young man. for a child OF your years
you are blessed with a wonderful fore
sight Your pickles are as welcome as
you are. The fact is. my wife has been