The Winslow mail., 1915-02-06


she stands up and clinches her fists,
and waves her arms and shouts with
the best of 'em. She has even been
known to cry, Good eye Good eye!"
when things were at fever heat. The
only really blase individual in the
ball park is Willie Grimes, who ped
dies ice cream cones. For that matter,
l once saw Willie turn a languid head
to pipe, in his thin voice, Give 'em a
dark one, Dutch! Give EN- a dark
onel"
Well, that will do for the first dash
of local color Now for the story
Ivy Keller came home June 10
from Miss Shont's select school for
young ladies. By June 21 she was
bored limp. You could hardly see the
plaits of her white tailored shirt waist
for fraternity pins and secret society
emblems, and her bedroom was ablaZe
with college banners and pennants
such an extent that the maid gave
notice every Thursday-which was up
stairs cleaning day.
For two weeks after her return Ivy
| spent most of her time writing letters
| and waiting for them, and reading the
classics on the front porch, dressed
| in a MILDLY blouse and blue skirt,
with her hair done in a curly Greek
| effect like the girls on the covers of
the Ladies' Magazine. She posed
| against the canvas bosom of the porch
| chair with one foot under her, the 9th
| er swinging free, showing a tempting
thing in beaded slipper, silk stocking,
and what the story writer's call slim
| ankle"
On the second Saturday after her
! return her father came home for din
ner at noon, found her deep in volume
two of Lies Miserables"
'Whew! This is scorcher!" he ex-
claimed, and dropped down on wick
er chair next to Ivy. Ivy looked at her
father with languid interest, and
smiled daughterly smile. Ivy's IA
ther was an insurance man, alderman
of his ward, president of the Civic
improvement club, member of five
lodges, and an habitual delegate. 1t
generally was he who introduced dis
tinguished guests who spoke at the
opera house on Decoration day. He
called Mrs. Keller Mother" and he
wasn't above noticing the fit of a gown
on a pretty feminine figure He
thought Ivy was an expurgated edition
of Lillian Russell, Madame De StaeI
and Mrs. Pankhurst
Aren't you feeling we'll, Ivy" he
asked. Looking little pale. It's the
heat, / suppose. Gosh! Something
smells good. Run in and tell mother
I'm here"
Ivy kept one slender finger between
the leaves of her book. I'm perfectly
| WELL" she replied. THAT must be beef
| steak and onions UGH" And she
shuddered, and went indoors.
Dad Keller looked after her thought
fully. Then he went in, washed his
hands, and sat down at table with Ivy
and her mother.
Just a silver for me- said Ivy, "and
no onions"
Her father put down his knife and
fork, cleared his throat, and spake
thus:
You get on your hat and meet me
at the 2:45 interurban. You're going
| to the ball game with me-"
| Ball camel" repeated Ivy. Y? But
I'd"
Yes, you do" interrupted her fa-
| ther. You've been moping around
here looking a cross between Saint
| Cecilia and Little Eva long enough.
I don't care if you don't know a spit
ball from a fadeaway when you see it.
You'll be out in the air all afternoon,
| and there'll be some excitement All
| the girls go. You'll like it They're
| playing Mashalltown
| Ivy went, looking the sacrificial lamb.
Five minutes after the game was
called she pointed one tapering white
| finger in the direction of the pitchers
| mound.
Who's that?" she asked
Pitcher" explained Papa Keller
laconically. Then, patiently 'sHe
throws the ball"
Oh" said Ivy. What did you say
his name was?"
i didn't say. But it's Rudie
Schlachweiler, The boys call him
| Dutch Kind OF a pet Dutch is
Rude Schlachweiler!" murmured
Ivy, dreamily. What strong name!"
| Want some peanuts?" inquired her
father.
Does one eat peanuts at a ball
game?"
1T amt hardly legal if you don't
Pa Keller assured her
Two sacks" said Ivy. Papa, why
do they call it diamond, and what
are those brown bags at the corners,
and what does it count if you hit the
ball. and why do they rub their hands
in the dust and then-er-spit on them,
and what salary does a pitcher get,
and why does the red-haired man on
the other side dance around like that
between the second and third brown
| hnp to1 a. L,