The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1915-11-11


widower, who is interested In our sex
and particularly In Annabel Sellimer.
Mr.. Edgerton Compton isn't invited. |
You see, he's a sort of rival-a poor |
rival. This middle aged man has known |
the Sellimers long time, and he has |
been trying to win Annabel for year |
or two. If it hadn't been for Mr.. Comp |
ton she'd have married his house be-
fore now. l gather. The house Is said |
to be immense, in splendid estate |
near the river. Il am ali excitement
when l think Of going there for ten
days. There are to be fifty guests, and
the other forty-nine are invited as n
means Of getting Annabel under his
roof. The name Of the country house
We are to visit is the same as that of
the main who owns it,
Wilfred Compton held the letter
sloser to the light.
Brick Wilcox spoke impatiently: no
| use to stare at that there word-we
couldn't make it out. guess she got it
wrong first. then wrote it over. Just go
ahead"
Wilfred resumed the letter: II must
tell you goodby now, for Annabels
maid has come to help me dress for
dinner. and it takes longer than it did
to do UP the washing at the cove and Is
more tiresome. But | like it. / like
these fine, soft, beautiful things. l like
the big world. and / would like to live
| in it forever and ever If you could
bring the dugouts and be near enough
| for me to run In any time of the day. l
wish could run in this minute and tell
You the thousands and thousands of
things I'll never have time to write.
Your loving. adoring, half homesiek,
half bewildered, somewhat dizzy little
girl, LAHOMA.
"P. S.-Nobody has been able to tell
from word or look of mine that have
ever been surprised at a single thing
have heard or seen. You may be quite
sure of that"
| II bet you!" cried Wilcox admiring-
! ly. "Now. what do you think Of it?'
"She won't be there long" remarked
Bill. waving his arm, It'll she finds out
what l learned long ago-that there's
nothing to it. If you want to cultivate
liking for a dugout just live awhile in
the open"
Il don't know as to that" Wilcox
said. II sorter doubts IL Lahoma will
ever care for dugouts again, except as
she stays OH the outside Of 'em and
gets to romancing. A mouthful of real
ice cream spoils your taste everlasting
Tor frozen starch and raw EGGS
1--WE made out the name of that
widower who's paying court to my
old sweetheart" said Wilfred, "but it's
one never heard of before It's Gled
ware"
Wilcox uttered sharp exclamation.
LET me see it!'' He started up abrupt
iy and bent over the page.
What of it," asked Bill In surprise.
Wilcox had uttered words to which
the dugout was unaccustomed
That's what 1t is," Wilcox growled
"It's Gledwarew His face had grown
strangely dark and forbidding.
"What of it?'' reiterated Bill. Sup
pose 1t is Gledware; who Is her,
do you know such a manT' Wilfred
demanded.
wrathful US the other glowered at the
fire. What's come over you? Look
here, Brick Wilcox, Lahoma is your
cousin, but claim my share In that lit
tie girl, and ask you sharp and fiat
"Oh, you go to --!' cried Wilcox
fiercely. "All of you.''
Wilfred said lightly, Red Feather
has already gone there perhaps"
"Eh?' Wilcox wheeled about as II
reused to fresh uneasiness The Indian
chief had glided from the room as 81.
lent and unobtrusiye as shadow.
Wilcox sank on the bench beside
Bill Atkins and said harshly, where's
my piper
Don't you ask me where your pipe
is," snapped Bill "Yonder it is, in the
corner where you dropped It."
Wilcox picked 1t up and slowly re.
covered himself "You see," he OBJ.
served apologetically, Il need Lahoma
about to keep me tame was wonder.
ing the other day If could swear If
wanted to. guess / could And II
put to 1t guess / could take up my
old life and not be very awkward
about it either. l used to be tax col
lector and, of course, got rubbed uI
against many people that didn't want
to pay. That there Gledware-well
| maybe it isn't this one Lahoma writes
about. but the one knew is just abou
| middle age, and he's widower. al
| right. or the next thing to It'll didn'
| like Gledware. That was all. / hat,
| for Lahoma to be throwed with any
body of the name, but guess it's al
right Lahoma amt going to let no
| body get on her off side when th'
| winds blowing"
Bill inquired anxiously, did that Gled
ware you knew live near Kansas City !?
HE lived over In Indian Territor.
: last time l heard of him. But he wa
I rowing devil. He might be anywhere
Only-he wasn't rich. Why, he didn'
have nothing on earth except little
8 yes, except little.'
n ''rhen he cant be the owner Of a bi
d estate remarked Wilfred, with relief
L 81 don't know that. Folks goes int
e the territory, and somehow they col
/ trives to come out loaded down. But
# hope to the Almighty It's differen
g Giledware!"
o "Lahoma can hold her own," Bill n
l. marked confidently. You just wa
d ill her next letter comes and see II sll
II ,in'f f1yinp I,ar colOrS as gallant q
when she sailed out Of the cove
l. Wilfred reflected that his invitati0
K to remain had been sincere. Thel