The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1915-01-29

from Miss Shont's select school for
young ladies'. BY June Fl she was
bored limp. You could hardly see the
plaits of her white tailored shirt waist
for fraternity pins and secret society
emblems. and her bedroom was ablaze
with college banners and p%ennants
such an extent that the maid gave
notice every Thursday-which was up
stairs cleaning day.
For two weeks after her return Ivy
spent most of her time writing letters
and waiting for them, and reading the
classics on the front porch, dressed
in a MILDLY blouse and a blue skirt.
with her hair done in a curly Greek
effect like the girls on the covers of
the Ladies' Magazine. She posed
against the canvas bosom of the porch
chair with one foot under her. the 9TH
er swinging free, showing a tempting
thing in beaded slipper, silk stocking,
and what the story writer's call slim
ankle"
On the second Saturday after her
return her father came home for din
ner at noon, found her deep in volume
two of LES Miserables."
"Whew! This Is a scorcher!" he ex-
claimed, and dropped down on a wick
err chair next to Ivy. Ivy looked at her
father with languid interest. and
smiled a daughterly smile. lvy's IA
/ Their was an insurance man, alderman
of his ward, president of the Civic
Improvement club, member of five
| lodges, and an habitual delegate. 1t
generally was he who introduced dis.
tinguished guests who spoke at the
opera house on Decoration day. He
called Mrs. Keller Mother" and he
wasn't above noticing the fit of a gown
on a pretty feminine figure. He
thought Ivy was an ~expurgated edition
of Lillian Russell, Madame De Stael,
and Mrs. Pankhurst.
Aren't you feeling well, Ivy" he
asked. Looking a little pale. It's the
heat, I suppose. Gosh! Something
smells good. Run In and tell mother
I'm here"
Ivy kept one slender finger between
the leaves of her book. I'm perfectly
WELL" she replied. THAT must be beef
steak and onions. UGH" And she
shuddered. and went indoors.
Dad Keller looked after her thought
fully. Then he went in, washed his
hands, and sat down at table with Ivy
and her mother.
Just a silver for me-" said Ivy. "an(
no onions"
Her father put down his knife ant
fork, cleared his throat, and spakt
thus:
you get on your hat and meet me
at the 2:45 interurban. You're goini
to the ball game with me-"
Ball camel" repeated Ivy. Il? Blu
I'd"
"Yes, you do" interrupted her ia
Their. you've been moping arount
here looking a cross between Sain
Cecilia and Little Eva long enough
I don't care if you don't know a spit
ball from q fadeaway when you see il
You'll be out in the air all afternoon
and therell be some excitement. Al
the girls go. You'll like it. They'r,
playing Mashalltown."
Ivy went, looking the sacrificial lamb
Five minutes after the. game wa;
called she pointed one tapering white
finger In the direction of the pitcher
mound.
"yVbo's tbot2, che aclyod
Pitcher" explained Papa Keller
tlaconically. Then, patiently: III
throws the ball."
oh" said Ivy. What did you sa,
his name was?"
81 didn't say. But it's Rudi
Schlachweiler. Tho boys call hir
Dutch. Kind of a pet, Dutch is"
"Rudie Schlachweiler!" murmure
Ivy, dreamily. What a strong name!
Want some peanuts?" inquired he
father.
Does one eat peanuts at a ba,
game?"
1T amt hardly legal if you don't
Pa Keller assured her.
1.-TWO sacks" said Ivy. Papa, VIII
do they call it a diamond, and wha
are those brown bags at the corner!
and what does it count if you hit tn
ball, and why do they rub their hand
in the dust and then-er-spit on then
and what salary does a pitcher ge
and why does the red-haired man o
the other side dance around like tina
between the second and third brow
bag, and doesn't a pitcher do anythin
but pitch. and wh-?'
You're on" said papa.
After that Ivy didn't miss a gam
during all the time that the teal
played in the home town. She wer
without a new hat, and didn't car
whether Jeal Vatican got away wit
the goods or not, and forgot whethe
you played third hand high or low i
bridge. She even became chumm
with Undine Meyers, who wasn't he
kind of a girl at all Undine was thi
in a voluptuous kind of way. if sue
a paradox a be, and she had re
lips, and a rowing eye, and she "a
around downtown without a hat MOI
than was strictly necessary. But III
dine and Ivy had two subjects in con
mon. They were baseball and low
1t is queer how the limelight will max
e heroes of us ell.
Now Pug" Coulan, who was re'
haired. and had shoulders like an o
and arms that hung down to his knee
f like those of an orang-outang, slaugI
t tered beeves at the Chicago stot
yards in winter. In the summer h
slaughtered hearts. He wore mustal
4 colorad shirts that matched his hal