The Lynden tribune. [volume] (Lynden, Wash.) 1908-current, 1915-08-12

with almost no exertion he padded
himself, many yards at stroke. TO
the girls private school where Mario
RE Jones was a pupil-Marjorie Jones
OF the amber curls and the golden
voice! Long before the pageant OF
the Table Round" she had offered Pen
rod hundred proofs that she consid.
cred him wholly undesirable and in
eligible. At the Friday afternoon
dancing class she consistently melted
and led the laughter at him whenever
Professor Bartet singled him out for
admonition In matters Of feet and de-
corum. And but yesterday she had
chided him for his slavish lack of
memory In daring to offer her greeting
on the way to Sunday school. well,
l expect you must forgot l told you
never to speak to me again! II l was
boy I'd be too proud to come hang
Ing around people that don't speak to
me, even II l was the worst boy in
town.! So she flouted him. But now
as he floated I'm through the window of
her classroom and swan gently along
the ceiling like an escaped toy balloon
she fell upon her knees beside her lit
tie desk and, lifting up her arms to-
ward him, cried with love and admira-
zion:
"Oh, Penrodw
He negligently kicked globe from
the high chandelier and, smiling cold
ly. ioated out through the hall to the
front steps Of the school, while Mario
rie followed, imploring him to grant
her one kind look.
In the street an enormous crowd had
gathered, headed by Miss Spence and
brass band. and a cheer from a hun
dred thousand Threats shook the very
ground as Penrod swan overhead.
Marjorie knelt upon the steps and
watched adOringly while Penrod took
the drum majors baton and, perform
Ing sinuous evolutions above the
crowd. led the band. Then he threw
the baton so high that 1t disappeared
from sight. But he went swiftly after
1t, a double delight, for he had not
only the delicious sensation of rocket
ing safely up and up into the blue sky.
but also that Of standing in the crowd
below. watching and admiring himself
as he dwindled to a speck, disappear
ed and then. emerging from a cloud.
came speeding down, with the baton
In his hand. to the level Of the tree
tops. where he beat time for the band
and the vast throng and Marjorie
Jones, who all united in the "Star
Spangled Banner" in honor Of his
aerial achievements. 1t was a great
moment.
1t was a great moment, but some
thing seemed to threaten 1t. The face
of Miss Spence looking up from the
crowd grew too vivid-unpleasantly
vivid. She was beckoning him and
shouting: ''Come down, Penrod Scho-
field! Penrod Schof1eld, come down
herew He could hear her above the
band and the singing of the multitude.
She seemed intent on spelling every
thing. Marjorie Jones was weeping to
show how sorry she was that she had
formerly sighted him and throwing
kisses to prove that she loved him, but
Miss Spence kept Jumping between
him and Marjorie, necessarily calling
his name.
He grew more and more irritat"d
with her. He was the most impOrtp Mt
person in the world and was engaged
In proving 1t to Marjorie Jones and the
whole city. and yet Miss Spence SEEM
ed to feel she still had the right to or
der him about as she did In the old
days when he was an ordinary school
boy. He was furious. He was sure