Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1915-02-26

five games, won two, and came home
in fourth place. For a week they
lounged around the Parker hotel and
held up the street corners downtown.
took many farewell drinks. then, slow
ly, by ones and twos, they left for the
packing houses. freight depots, and
gents furnishing stores from whence
they came.
October came in with a blaze of
sumac and oak leaves. Ivy stayed
home and learned to make veal loaf
and apple pies. The worry lires
around Pa Kellers face began to deep
en-. Ivy said that she didn't believe
that she cared to go back to Miss
Shont's select school for young ladies.
October 81 came
We'll take the S:15 tomorrow" said
her father to Ivy.
All right" said Ivy
DO you know where he works?"
asked he
No" answered Ivy.
"Thatll be all right took the
trouble to look him up last August"
The short November afternoon was
drawing to its close las our best talent
would put it, when Ivy and her father
walked along the streets of Slaters-
vile, Il can't tell you what streets,
because / don't know Pa Keller
brought up before narrow little shoe
shop.
Here we are" he said, and ushered
Ivy in. A short, stout, proprietary fig
ure approached them smiling a mer-
camille smile.
What can / do for you?" he in
quired.
Ivy's eyes searched the shop for a
tall, golden-haired form In soiled
baseball suit.
Wed like to see gentleman named
Schlachweiler = Rudolph Schlach-
weller" said Pa Keller.
Anything very special?" inquired
the proprietor. "He's-rather busy just
now. Wouldn't anybody else do? OF
course, if"
NO" growled Keller.
The boss turned Hi! Schlach-
weiler!" he bawled toward the rear
OF the dim little shop.
"Yessir." answered mufied voice.
'FRONT.'" yelled the boss, and with
drew to safe listening distance.
vaguely troubled look lurked in
the depths of Ivys eyes. From behind
the partition of the rear of the shop
emerged tall figure. 1t was none 9TH
er than our hero. He was in his shirt
sleeves, and he struggled into his coat
as he came forward, wiping his mouth
with the back of his hand, hurriedly,
and swallowing.
have said that the shop was dim.
Ivy and her father stood at one side,
their backs to the light. Rude came
forward, rubbing his hands together
in the manner of clerks
Something in shoes?" he politely
inquired.
Then he saw.
Ivy ah-Miss Keller!" he ex-
claimed. Then, awkwardly: Well,
how-do, Mr.. Keller. / certainly am
glad to see you both. How's the old
town? What are you doing in Skaters
ville?"
"Why-Ivy-" began Pa Keller,
blunderingly.
But Ivy clutched his arm with a
warning hand. The vaguely troubled
look in her eyes had become wild
ly so.
"Schlachweiierl shouted the voice
OF the boss. Customers" and he
waved hand in the direction of the
fitting benches.
An right, sir" answered Rudie
| Just a minute"
Dad had to come on business"
said Ivy, hurriedly And he brought
me with him. I'm-I'm on my way to
school in Cleveland, you know. Aw-
fully glad to have seen you again We
must go. That lady wants her shoes.
I'm sure, and your employer is glar-
ing at US. Come, dad
At the door she turned just in time
to see Rude removing the shoe from
the pudgy foot of the fat lady Gus
toner.
Well take jump of six months.
That brings US into the lap of April.
Pa Keller looked up from his eve.