The Climax-Madisonian. (Richmond, Madison County, Ky.) 1914-1917, 1915-06-02

in fourth place. For a week they
lounged around the Parker hotel and
held up the street corners downtown,
took many farewell drinks. then, slow
ly, by ones and twos. they left for the
packing houses, freight depots. and
gents furnishing stores from whence
they came
October came in with a blaze of
sumac and oak leaves Ivy stayed
home and learned to make veal loaf
and apple pies. The worry lines
around Pa Keller's face began to deep
en-. Ivy said that she didn't believe
that she cared to go back to Miss
Shont's select school for young ladies.
October 81 came.
We'll take the 8:15 tomorrow" said
her father to Ivy.
"Ali right" said Ivy
do you know where he works ?''
asked he
NO" answered Ivy.
"That'll be all right took the
trouble to look him up last August"
The short November afternoon was
drawing to it's close (as our best talent
would put it, when Ivy and her father
walked along the streets of Skaters
vile. q can't tell you what streets,
because 1 don't know Pa Keller
brought up before a narrow little shoe
shop.
Here we are," he said, and ushered
Ivy in. A short, stout, proprietary fig
ure approached them smiling a mer-
camille smile.
What can LIDO for you?" he in
quired
Ivy's eyes searched the shop for a
tall, golden-haired form in soiled
baseball suit.
Wed like to see gentleman named
Schlaehweiler = Rudolph Schlach-
weller" said Pa Keller.
Anything very special?" inquired
the proprietor. "He's-rather busy just
now. Wouldn't anybody else do? OF
course, if"
! NO" growled Keller
The boss turned HHii Schlach.
weiler!" he bawled toward the rear
of the dim little shop.
''Yessir," answered muffled voice
'FRONT.'" yelled the boss, and with
drew to a safe listening distance.
A vaguely troubled look lurked in
the depths of Ivy's eyes. From behind
the partition of the rear of the shor
emerged tall figure. 1t was none 9th
er than our hero. He was in his shirt
sleeves, and he struggled into his coat
4 as he came forward, wiping his mouth
with the back of his hand, hurriedly
and swallowing.
have said that the shop was dim
Ivy and her father stood at one side
their backs to the light. Rude came
forward, rubbing his hands together
in the manner of clerks
Something in shoes?" he politeI!
inquired
Then he saw.
"Ivyi-ah-Miss Kellerl" he ex
claimed Then. awkwardly: well
how-do, Mr.. Keller. i certainly an
glad to see you both. How's the oil
town? What are yon doing in Skaters
viIle?"
''why-Ivy-" began Pa Keller
blunderingly.
But Ivy clutched his arm with
warning hand The vaguely troubles
look in her eyes had become wild
ly so.
'Schlachweileri" shouted the voic
of the boss. Customers" and b
waved a hand in the direction of the
dtting benches.
"All right. sir" answered Rude
Just a minute"
dad had to come on business,
said Ivy hurriedly. "And he brought
me with him. Pm-Tm on my way to
school in Cleveland, you know Aw
fully glad to have seen you again. We
must go. That lady wants her shoes
I'm sure. and your employer is glar
ing at us. Come, dad"
At the door she turned Just in time
to see Rude removing the shoe from
the pudgy foot of the fat lady Gus
toner.
Well take a jump of six months
That brings US into the lap of April.
Pa Keller looked up from his eve
ming paper Ivy. home for the Easter
vacation. was at the piano. Ma Keller
was sewing.
Pa Keller cleared his throat 81 see
by the paper" he announced. "that
Schlachweiler's been sold to Dei
Moines. Too bad we lost him. He
was a great little pitcher, but he
played in bad luck Whenever he wal