News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1915-07-28
zone evuning was sturow-llng
Midst the city of the Dead,

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He had reached his journeys end
a junk dealers shop, wherein lay the
long desired treasure of his soul--ar
accordion which might have possessed
a high quality of interest for an anti
quarian, being unquestionably a ruin
beautiful in decay and quite beyond
the sacrilegious reach of the restorer
But it was still able to disgorge sounds,
which could be heard for remarka-
bic distance in all directions, and it had
one rich calAike tone that had gone tC
Periods heart. He obtained the in
strument for % cents, price long
since agreed upon with the junk dealer,
who falsely claimed loss of profit,
Shylock that he was! He had found
the wreck in an alley.
With this purchase suspended from
his shoulder by faded green cord,
PenrOd set out in a somewhat home
ward direction, but not by the route
he had just Travelled, though his motive
! for the change was not humanitarian.
1t was his desire to display himself
thus troubadouring to the gaze of Mar
! jorie Jones. Heralding his advance by
continuous experiments in the music
of the future, he pranced upon his
blithesome way, the faithful Duke at
his heels. ct was easier for Duke than
it would have been for younger dog,
because with advancing age he had be-
gun to grow a little deaf
Turning the corner nearest to the
glamored mansion of the .Ioneses, the
boy jongleur came suddenly face to
face with Marjorie and, in the delicious
surprise of the encounter, ceased to
play, his hands, in agitation, falling
from the instrument.
Bareheaded the sunshine glorious
upon her amber curls, Marjorie was
strOlling hand in hand with her baby
brother, Mitchell, four years old. She
wore pink that day-unforgettabl
pink. with broad, black patent leath-
er belt, shimmering reflections dancing
upon it's surface. How beautiful she
was! How sacred the sweet little
baby brother, whose privilege it was
to cling to that small hand delicately
pONueIc Will llechleS.
Hello, Marjorier said Penrod, af-
fecting carelessness.
Hello said Marjorie, with unex-
pected cordiality. She bent over her
baby brother with motherly affecta-
lions. Say howdy' to the gently
nuns, Mitchy Mitch" she urged sweet
ly, turning him to face Penrod.
WON'T said Mitchy-Mitch. and to
emphasize his refusal kicked the gen.
tymuns upon the shin.
Penrod's feelings underwent instant
change, and in the sole occupation of
disliking Mitchy-Mitch he wasted pre-
cious seconds which might have been
better employed in philosophic consid
Grafton of the startling example just
afforded of how given law operates
throughout the universe in precisely
the same manner perpetually. Robert
Williams would have understood this
easily.
"Oh, ohw Marjorie cried and put
Mitchy-Mitch behind her with too
much sweetness. Maurice Levy's
gone to Atlantic City with his man.
ma" she remarked conversationally as
if the kicking incident were quite
closed.
That's nothin'," returned Penrod,
keeping his eye uneasily upon Mitchy-
Mitch. 81 know plenty people been
better places than that-Chicago and
everywhere"
There was unconscious ingratitude in
his low rating of Atlantic City, for it
was largely to the attractions of that
resort he owed Miss Jones' present at
titude of friendliness. OF course, too.
she was curious about the accordion
1t would be dastardly to hint that she
had noticed a paper bag which bulged
the pocket of Periods coat, and yet
this bag was undeniably conspicuous,
"and children are very like grown peo-
pie sometimes!'
Penrod brought forth the bag, pur-
chased on the way at a drug store
and till this moment unopened. which
expresses in a word the depth of his
sentiment for Marjorie. 1t contained
an abundant 10 cents worth of lemon
drops, jawbreakers, licorice sticks, Gin
Damon drops and shopworn chocolate
creams.
'Take all you want" he said, with |
bffhand generosity.
"Why, Penrod Schofield," exclaimed /
the wholly thawed damsel, you nice |
boyr'
ooh, that's nothin'," he returned /
hirily. 81 got good deal of money
nowadays"
"Where from?"
'Oh, just aroundw With cautious
gesture he offered jaw breaker to
who snatched it indig-
nantly and set about its absorption
without delay.
"Can you play on that?" asked Mar
iorie, with some difficulty, her cheeks
being rather too billy for conversation.
want to hear mep'
She nodded, her eyes sweet with an
-icipation.
This was what he had come for. He
threw back his head, lifted his eyes
1reamily, as he had seen real mu-
;icians lift theirs, and distended the