Sioux County pioneer. (Fort Yates, Sioux County, N.D.) 1914-1929, 1915-01-29


Ivy. you'll do one last thing for
your old father, won't your"
Maybe" answered Ivy, coolly.
Don't make that fellow any prom
Uses. Now, wait minute! Let me
get through. won't put any crimp in
your plans. won't speak to schlach-
weller. Promise you won't do any
thing rash until the ball seasons over.
Then we'll wait just one month. see?
Till along about November. Then If
you feel like you want to see him"
But how"
Hold on. You mustn't write to him,
or see him, or let him write to you
during that time, see? Then. il you
feel the way you do now, I'll take you
to Slatersville to see him. Now, that's
fair, amt it? Only don't let him know
you're coming"
| "M-m-m-yes," said Ivy.
Shake hands on it," She did. Then
she left the room with a rush. headed
in the direction of her own bedroom.
Pa Keller treated himself to prodl-
gious wink and went out to the vegc-
table garden in search of mother.
The team went out on the read, lost
five games, Won two, and came home
in fourth place. For 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 q blaze of
sumac and oak leaves. Ivy stayed
home and learned to make veal loaf
and apple pies. The worry lines
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.
Wen take the S:l5 tomorrow" said
her father to Ivy.
IAN right" said Ivy.
DO you know where he works %
asked he.
No" answered Ivy
"Thatll be all right l took the
trouble to look him up last August"
The short November afternoon was
drawing to it's close las our best talent
would put i) when Ivy and her father
walked along the streets of Skaters
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 mer.
camille SMILE
What can l do for you?" he in.
quired.
lvy's eyes searched the shop for q
tall, golden-haired form in a soiled
baseball suit.
WED like to see a 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 mufiled voice.
'FRONT.'" yelled the boss, and with
drew to a safe listening distance.
A vaguely troubled look lurked in
the depths of Ivy's eyes. From behind
the partition of the rear of the shop
emerged a tall figure. It 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. l 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 q
warning hand, The vaguely troubled
look in her eyes had become wild
ly so.
"Schlachweiler!" shouted the voice
of the boss. Customers" and he