The circle banner. [volume] (Circle, Mont.) 1914-1939, 1915-02-05

thuStaStS, and when Kelly puts one owe
she stands up and clinches her fists
and waves her arms and shouts will
the best of 'em. She has even BEEF
known to cry, Good eye! Good eye!
when things were at fever heat. Thu
only really blase individual in thu
ball park is Willie Grimes, who ped
dies ice cream cones. For that matter
once saw Willie turn languid heat
to pipe, in his thin voice, Give 'em ;
dark one, Dutch! Give EN- a darl
onei"
Well, that will do for the first dasl
Of local color. Now for the story.
Ivy Keller came home June 1!
!. from Miss Shont's select school fol
young ladies'. By June 81 she wa:
bored limp. You could hardly see the
plaits of her white tailored shirt wais
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
with her hair done in 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 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 LES Miserables."
"Whew! This is a scorcher!" he ex-
claimed, and dropped down on wick
father with languid interest, and
smiled daughterly smile. Ivy's ia
Their 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 gown
on a pretty feminine figure. He
thought Ivy was an expurgated edition
of Lillian Russell, Madame De Stael,
and Mrs. Pankhurst.
I,
asked. Looking little pale. It's the
heat, l 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
we'll" 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 silver for me-" said Ivy, land
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. 81? But
I'd"
Yes, you do" interrupted her ia
Their. You've been moping around |
here looking cross between Saint |
Cecilia and Little Eva long enough. |
don't care if you don't know spit
ball from a. fadeaway when you see it.
You'll be out in the air all afternoon,
and therell 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.
aconically. Then. patiently: "He
hrows the ball"
oh" said Ivy. What did you say
lis name was?"
Il didn't say. But it's Rudie
'chlachweiler, The boys call him I
dutch. Kind OF a pet, Dutch is." {
"Rudie Schlachweiler!" murmured {
Wy, dreamily. What strong name!" {
Want some peanuts?" inquired her &
ather.
Does one eat peanuts at ball e
amer" /
1T amt hardly legal if you don't" S
a Keller assured her. S
Two sacks" said Ivy. Papa, why v
o they call it diamond. and what
re those brown bags at the corners, C
nd what does it count if you hit the b
ALL and why do they rub their hands e
| the dust and then-er-spit on them, g
nd what salary does a pitcher get, ii
nd why does the red-haired man on W
lie other side dance around like that
etween the second and third brown fl
lg, and doesn't pitcher do anything al
It pitch, and VIII W
You're on" said papa IL
After that Ivy didn't miss a game Iii
lring all the time that the team al
T. u l.