Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1914-02-14

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he'd have to be awful good fighter
to do that"
Dorothy's eyes twinkled. She
knew that Davie was trying his
best to make her begin the story
again.
Davie Dear, can read you like
a book" said she, come along to
the barn. We haven't had a talk
with Henry in a long time" She
opened the front door and waited.
! Slowly, Davie crossed the hall,
pulling on his red mittens.
All right, I'll come" he said in a
slightly sulky voice; but I think
you're mean, Dorothy Dear. You
stopped just when the story was
getting to be good"
Getting to be goodi' Dorothy in
dignantly repeated 81 told you lots
and lots that was good. 1t took me
solid hour. Don't you talk to me.
You're an ungrateful pig" and she
went down the steps with her nose
in the air, the picture of offended
dignity.
Davie followed, meekly enough;
but Dorothy did not look back. She
pulled her red cap down over her
curls and quickened her steps.
Davie quickened his, too.
I'm coming, whether you want
me or not. It's my barn as much
as yours" he called after her.
But Dorothy marched on in
silence, not deigning to reply. She
reached the barn, opened the door
quickly, and tried to shut it before
Davie could get in; but he got to
the door just in time to place bis
foot on the sill, and, of course,
Dorothy didn't try to close it then,
though she did try to remove his
foot with her own.
"Come in, them" she said, Grossly,
when she found that this did not
work.
Grinning triumphantly, Davie did
so. Henry was putting the carriage
shed to rights. He looked up as the
children entered, crying, Come In!
Come in It's been a powerful long
time since you kidlets have come
down here. Anything wrong?
NO" said Dorothy, seating her
self on the side of a box. II just
came down to talk to you-and
Davie tagged along" AS she ut
tered this last she cast a whitening
glance at her brother, who did not
seem to mind it at all
"You invited me, and then you got
mad, you mean, and wanted to take
it back" said Davie, spreading his
legs and poking out his chin, 80 L
just came anyway. I'm going TO
stay, tooroo," he added in tan
talizing voice, as he seated himself
on the floor, drew UP his knees and
Rugged them, land I'm going to lis
ten to ev-very word you say, so
what do you think of that" And
| feel dreadful about telling it-
he stuck out his little red tongue
as far as he possibly could
"Stay. Who cares" said Dorothy.
mot me, that's sartain," declared
Henry, knocking his old pipe against
the wall. and slowing it in back
pocket. I'm delighted to have ye
both, and appreciate the honor"
and he took off his cap and made a
low bow which set the children to
giggling.
There is nothing like good gig
gle to clear away the signs OF a
| quarrel. After Dorothy and Davie
had laughed at Henry they began to
lose their spite toward each other
Both began to think they had been
unjust. Henry leaned against a
wheel of the surrey and surveyed
them with undisguised amusement.
Pretty soon Davie, the penitent,
said:
Dorothy told me a awful nice
story bout skinny kitten, Henry,
and a big tom cat-his name was
Tom, too-and the big tom cat took
him home, and ALL" and he looked
up at Dorothy to note the effect of
his words.
That young lady smiled compla-
Gently and assured Henry that it
wasn't half as good a. story as he
could tell.
"And won't you tell us one, now,
bout something you did when you
were boy" Dorothy added, coax
ingly.