The Western outlook. [volume] (San Francisco, Cal.) 1894-1928, 1915-05-29
axlAwRENcE ALFRED CLAY.


her time hangin' over the gate look
In for agents and peddlers. but mebbt
she has improved"
well, I shan't bite her." laughed
Jason as he set out; and long enough
before he got there he saw a female
figure at the gate.
That's probably the gal." hi
unused. IF she's good lookin' I'll lool
twice at her as | go past. II she's
sort o. homely I'll just give one glance
out OF the corner of my eye."
The girl was looking straight al
him for the last 20 rods, and as he
began to slow down and step softly
she said: Hadn't you better stop and
get acquainted?"
Yes. / guess l WILL" was the reply
You are Susie who got home the
other day."
Yep. Father says he has met you
but mother never has. Why havent
you been in?"
mo gals here"
Put there's going to be one here
after this"
Then III be coming"
PA says he thinks your name is
Monson Pill, but isn't sure"
"Oh. thunder! Why, it's Jasor
Gill;"
That's just pa, all over. I think
the name Jason Gill is one of the
sweetest names | ever heard. | uset
10 think Claude F'Artagan was a sweeI
name, but 1t sounds mushy beside
yours. Do you like my name?"
II dote on It,"
Then come in and meet mother
| and stay to dinner"
Jason didn't go 70 tho river, but the
couple sat on tho veranda and talked
the rest of the day. When he was
| ready to start for home to do the
milking, he said: Susie, I've beer
kinder thinkin'."
Kinder what about, Jason?" sht
asked.
Hadn't we orter say we was en-
| gaged?"
Why, yes, guess SO"
And SO when Jason went plowint
home to the cows through the dust,
meadows that lined the highway ht
had seen, admired, loved and becom
engaged.
And as Susie helped her mothel
clear the dishes off the able, accom-
panied by song and whistle, sht
felt that the girl who never hung ovel
the front gate was missing COLDER
opportunities.
Up among the swagger set II woult
have taken from six months to a yea
to accomplish what they had in hal
a day, and who could say that one
couple would be any happier than the
other?
The farmers wife saw a different
look about Jason when he got home
You have seen Susie Morton!"
You beti" was the reply.
And you think she is cute?"
Gutter than small apples"
And" continued the woman, 'Tl
bet you fall in love with her In {
month"
Say, Mrs. Wilkins, we have beer
engaged at least forty minutes"
When the cows had been milkeC
and the stock fed Jason Loaded dowr
the road for Morton's again. He didnr
get sight OF Susie, but he felt better
for hanging around the gate for hal
an hour.
In the field next day Farmer VIII
kins stopped his work to ask:
Jason. why in thunder do you wan
to fall in lover"
TO see how 1t feels"
And will you marry?"
Sure pop"
But whit orr
Love and ambition and all that.
The farmer knocked three or foul
potato bugs off a vine, and then
looked at Jason. You are about a.
big fool as they make 'em!"
Jason's bedroom window looked to
ward Morton's and Susie's window
looked out toward Wilkins. EacI
spent at least an hour at his or he
window gazing in the opposite direc
ton and fondly imagining the,
could see the loyelight In each 9th
er's eyes. though there were thre.
orchards. two barLs and seven hay
stacks between. Jason would hav,
gone to renew his vows of constanc,
every evening had not someon,
thrown clubs at him If he came ovel
three time week
II Jason had been a clubman ant
Susie swagger young lady they
would have had their ''tiffs." AS /
was. they never had misunderstood
ing. The parents of the girl knew
that Jason was a steady, hard-work
ing young man. and. though they ar
gued that Susie might do better, the,
did not fairly oppose her.
And on his sparkling evenings
when he was ready to go, the CONVEX
sation would drift around to: And
Susie, you hain't sorry / come alon,
that day, are your"
Indeed, l hain't, JASON"
And bless the hour mat | fount
5pu at the gate. Had you any ides
sou was going to fall in love Will
mef"
Kinder Of an idea-kinder. Di,