Saturday news. (Watertown, S.D.) 19??-19??, 1915-11-11
CHAPTER XIII.
Over tho Fence

IN 49, oAJ NAAAA9
introduced by Fanchon she had
scornfuily refused from the first
to dance the new step and be-
cause Of its bonfire popularity found
herself neglected In a society where
she had reigned as beauty and belle.
Faithless Penrod. dazed by the sweep
Ing Fanchon, had utterly forgotten the
amber curls. He had not once asked
Marjorie to dance. All afternoon the
light of indignation had been growing
brighter in her eyes, though Maurice
Levy's detection to the lady from New
York had not famed this fame. From
the moment Fanchon had whispered
Familiarity in Periods ear and Penrod
had blushed Marjorie had been occu-
pied exclusively with resentment
against that guilty pair. 1t seemed to
her that Penrod had no right to allow
q strange girl to whisper In his cal,
that his blushing when the strange girl
did it was atrocious and that the
strange girl herself ought to be ar
rested.
Forgotten by the merrymakers, Mar
jorie stood alone upon the lawn, clinch-
| ing her small fists, watching the new
| dance at Its high tide and hating it
| with a hatred that made every inch of
her tremble. And, perhaps because
jealousy Is a great awakener of the
virtues, she had a perception Of some
| thing in 1t worse than lack of dignity
| something vaguely but outrageously
| r~eprehensible. Finally when Penrod
brushed by her, touched her with his
elbow and did not even see her, Mario
rie's state Of mind not unmingled with
emotion) became dangerous. In fact, a
trained nurse CHANGING to observe her
at this juncture would probably have
advised that she be taken home and
put to bed. Marjorie was on the verge
of Mysteries.
She saw Fanchon and Penrod assume
the double embrace required by the
dance. The "Slingo Sligo Slide burst
from the orchestra like the lunatic
shrek Of a gin maddened negro, and
all the little couples began to bob and
dip and sway.
4 Auho 9AS
upon the platform and stamped her
foot.
"Penrod Schoheldr she shouted.
you BEHAVE yourselfF'
The remarkable girl took Penrod by
the a By his a she swung him
| away from Fanchon and faced him to-
ward the lawn.
you march straight out Of herer'
she commanded.
Penrod marched.
He was stunned; obeyed automattcal-
ly without question and had very little
realization Of what was happening to
him. Altogether and without reason
he was in precisely the condition Of an
elderly spouse detected In fagrant mis-
behavior. Marjorie similarly was In
precisely the condition of the party
who detects such misbehavior. It may
be added that she had acted with a
promptness. a decision and q disregard
Of social consequences all to be com.
mended to the attention of ladies In
like predicament
you ought to be ashamed Of your
self" she ragged when they reached the
lawn. aren't you ashamed OF your
seIf?n
What forf' he inquired helplessly.
"You be quieti"
But what'dI do, Marjorie? haven't
done anything to you,' he pleaded. II
haven't rel seen you all aftern"-
"You be quiet!" she cried, tears ILL
ing her eyes. Keep still, you ugly
boy! Shut upr'
/, She slapped him.
he should have understood from this
how much she cared for him, but he
rubbed his cheek and declared rue
fully:
"IIl never speak to you again.
You will too!' she sobbed passion
ately.
II will notY
He turned to leave her, but paused.
His mother, his sister Margaret and
their grownup friends had finished
their tea and were approaching from
the house. Other parents and guar
dams were with them, coming for their
children, and there were carriages and
automobiles waiting In the street. But
the .slingo Slide went on regard
less.
The group Of grown up people hest
tated and came to a halt, gazing at the
pavilion.
What are they doing?' gasped Mrs.
Williams, blushing deeply. What Is
It? What Isl it,,
what Is itg' Mrs. Gelbraith echoed
In q frightened whisper. What"
They're tangoingl' cried Margarer
Schoield. .or bunny hugging or grizzly
bearing orr
They're only turkey trotting." said
Robert Williams.
With fearful outcries the mothers,
aunts and sisters rushed upon the pa
vilion.
sOf course IL was dreadful. said
Mrs. schofield an hour later. rendering