The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1914-03-02
princely act that vast"


"Y-e-e-es," agreed Mrs. Clifford, "bui
little-what shall | call it?-pre
cipitous! If were married to q mar
like that | should always be in terror
Of his adopting an orphan asylum OF
turning Republican or something
equally impossible
The doctor shut his office door with
a vicious slam and from the vantage
o. the wire window-screen looked sour
ly across the beds of marlgold ant
nasturtium.
Il reckon if Mrs. Poly clifford shut
her mouth more than ten minutes
handwriting" he said inadvertently
the TOP Of her head'd fly from here
to Charlottesville"
The major ensconced with a cigar
in tho easy chair behind him, -four.
ished his palm-leaf fan and smote an
erraut fy,
Speaking Of Damory Court" he
said in his big voice. THE dance idea
was happy thought Of young Va.
liants. I'll be surprised If he doesn't
90 1t 10 the Quoens taste"
The doctor nodded This place
can't teach him much about such fol
derollngs. / reckon. He's led more
cotillieps than I've got hairs on my
head"
I'D hardly limit 1t to that said
the major, chortling at the easy thrust
And after ALL even foldcrollngs have
their use
Who said they hadn't? If people
choose to make whirling deryishes OF
themselves, they at least can reflect
that it's better for their lives than
cane-bottom chairs. Though that's
about all you can say in favor of
the modern ball"
"Pshaw." said the major. Il re-
member time when you used to rig
out in claw-hammer and
Dance all night till broad daylight
And so home with the gyrla Ia the morn
ing
with the bravest of lis. Used to like
it, too"
81 got over 1t before I was old
enough to make myself butt of hi.
larity,' the doctor retorted. 81 see by
the papers they've invented new
dance called the grizzly bear | be-
lieve there's another named the zip
kyoodle. / hope you've got EN- down
pat to show the young folk tonight,
Bristow"
The major got up with some irrita-
ton. 'Southall" he said, sometimes
I'm tempted to think your remarks
verge upon the personal You don't
have to watch me dance IL you don't
choose to"
NO, thank God" muttered the doc
tor Il prefer to remember you when
you still preserved a trace Of dignity
twenty odd years ago
If dignity" the majors blood was
rising now consists in your eternal
tasteIess chickering's, / want none of it,
What on earth do you do it for? You
had some friends once
"Friends!' snapped the other, the
fewer ! have the better"
The major clapped on his straw hat
angrily, strobe to the door, and opened
it. But on the threshold he stopped.
and presently shut it, turned back
slowly and resumed his chair The
doctor was relighting his cigar but an
odd furtiye look had slipped to his
face, aud the hand that struck the
match was unsteady.
For time both sat smoking, at
first i'm silence, then talking in a de
sultory way on indifferent topics. FL
naily the major rose and tossed his
cigar into the empty crate.
I'll be off now" he said, Il must
be on the field before the others"
As he went down the steps a car
riage. drawn by pair OF dancing
graye. plunged past who are those
people ~i.a the Chalmers, | wonder"
said the doctor They're strangers
here
Tie major peered. oh" he SAID,
over his shoulder, Il forgot to tell you.
That's Silas Fargo, the railroad presi.