The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1915-11-16
The Euening Story
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(By Jane Osborn.)

When Newton first saw her she was
down on her knees at the side of the
car with monkey wrench in her right
hand. At her side, peering anXiously
into the girls face, was the dOg-a
Notwithstanding white bulldog, with
a large bow of yellow ribbon on his
collar.
The girl was adorable. Newton
could tell that just from the half view
of her face. Her harr-golden hair it
was-she wore schoolgirl fashion,
with a bow at the back of her neck.
Her eyes were blue and her face and
arms showed a healthy coat of tan.
Newton sauntered from the veranda
of the Breakers.
Pardon me-" he began, approach
ing her, but 1 am something of
motorist. May 1 help you with that
tire?'
please, please" cried the girl in
alarm, don't come too near. Votes
might bite you. The dog, 1 mean. He
is a man hater. Votes-for- Women is
his name. We call him Votes for
short"
Newton kept at respectable dis
lance
You know we are on a strike
against the men," the girl repeated.
I'VE aren't going to have anything to
do with men till we get the vote. My
aunt, Perdita Peacock, is in the hotel
with the rest, and she would be sure
to come out and see if you began to
help me. They are too busy with their
speechmaking and their pamphlet
writing to think about helping me-
Newton gave what assistance he
could by way of advice, without ac-
tually touching the tire, and consid-
erately withdrew as he saw the six
suffragists returning from the hotel.
Later that afternoon he learned that
the girl he had been talking to was
Catherine Craig, the niece of Perdita
Peacock, the noted suffragist, who
was leading a summer resort autOmO-
bile crusade for the cause.
The seven passenger cart was
yellow to indicate it's suffrage affilia-
tion-belonged to the aunt, who, with
her five companions, was out on this
speech making enterprise. AT every
hotel, at every village crossing, some
one of their number made a speech
Sometimes two or three of them spoke
in the same place. But Catherine, he
learned, was along simply in the ca
pacity OF chauffeur, and the dog with
the yellow ribbon bow was their mas
cot
Newton's stay at the Breakers so
far had been uneventful. The idea of
an acquaintance with a suffrage
hauffeur-when that chauffeur was
as pretty as Catherine Craig-favora-
bly, inspired him. The man-hating
Votes, that apparently stood between
them, only added zest to the adven-
ture. 1t was propitious to the under
taking that the suffra gists selected
the Breakers as a temporary head
quarters. They were going to carry
on their campaign at nearby resorts
and villages with this hotel as a sup
ply base.
Catherine apparently was as ready
as Newton for a little filtration, for
the very morning after their arrival
she dropped letter bearing her name
right at his feet, and she did it so
expertly and showed such charming
confusion when he picked it up that
he never dreamed it was planned.
When the other members of the party
were deeply engrossed in speechmak-
ing or conferences she would remain
near the hotel, where Newton had a
chance to talk to her. But their in
terviews were always a trif1e short
because of Votes, whose special keeper
Catherine seemed to be.
The fourth afternoon of their stay
at the Breakers, Catherine told New
ton that she had to motor the entire
party to place ten miles away, where
they were to make a regular camp
meeting revival, and at she would
have to go get them and tote them
to another place, where they were to
repeat the performance in the even
ing.
I'm the meantime suggested New
ton, whats to prevent a set of ten
mis- with me or, perhaps, we could go
over to the Pagoda on the bay for a