The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1916-06-15

white-jacket appeared beamingly in
the doorway, bearing furs. "Awready,
Mist Bibbs," he announced. You
ma say wrap up wawm f. you ride,
an she cain go with you today, an not
fight go see you pa at TO CLOCK. Aw
! ready, subj"
He equipped Bibbs for the daily
drive Doctor Quincy had commanded;
and In the manner OF master Of cere-
monies ~unctuously led the way. In the
hall they passed the Moor, and Bibbs
paused before it while white-jacket
opened the door with a flourish and
waved condescendingly to the chauf-
feur In the car which stood waiting In
the driveway.
1T seems to me I asked you what
you thought about this statue when /
first anne home, George" said Bibbs.
th%oughtfully. What did you tell me?''
"Yessuhw George chuckled. per-
fectly understanding that for some un-
known reason Bibbs enjoyed hearing
him repeat his opinion of the Moor.
"You asst me when you frs come home,
an you asst me mex day, an mighty
near ev'y day all time you been here:
an las Sunday you asst me twicet.' He
shook his head solemnly. Look to me
mus be somep'm mighty lamidal bout
at statue!"
mighty what!'
mighty lamidal.' George burst out
laughing. what do 'at word mean,
Mist BibbsT"
"It's exactly the word for the
statue" said Bibbs, with conviction. as
he climbed into the car. Its a lami-
DIAL statue"
"Hiyi!" George cxuited. "Man! Man!
Listen! Well, sub. she mighty lamidal
statue, but lamidal statue heap o. trou-
BILE to dus'".
IL expect she Isl" said Bibbs, as the
engine began to churn; and a moment
later he was swept from sight.
George turned to Mist Jackson, who
had been listening b~enevolently in the
hallway. "Same he anyways say, Mist
Jackson-'I expec' she isr Ev'y day
he try t git me talk bout at lamldal
statue, an anyways. las thing he say,
Il expec' she is!' You know, Mist
Jackson, If he git well, at young man
GO be pride o. the family, Mist Jack
son. Yes sub, right now l pick i'm TO
frs money!"
Look out with all 'at money,
GEORGE Jackson warned the enthusi-
asst. white folks N is house know
i'm heap longer n you. You the only
man bettin' on 'imy'
Il risk it!' cried George, merrily. 81
put her all on now-ev'y cent! AT
boys go be flower o. the flock!
This singular prophecy. founded
somewhat recklessly upon gratitude
for the meaning of "lamidal," differed
radically from another prediction con
corning Bibbs, set forth for the benefit
of a fair auditor some twenty minutes
later. Jim Sheridan, skirting the edges
of the town with Mary vertrees beside
him, In his own swift machine. encoun-
tered the invalid upon the highroad.
The two cars were going In opposite dt-
rections, and the occupants Of Jlm's
had only a swaying glimpse OF Bibbs
sitting alone IN the back seat-his
white face startlingly white against
cap and collar of black fur-but he
dashed into recognition as Mary bowed
TO him.
Jim waved his left hand eareiessly.
Its Bibbs, taking his constitutional
he explained
"Yes, | know" said Mary. IL bowed
to him, too, though I've never met him.
In fact, I've only seen him once-no.
twice. hope he won't think I'm very
bold, bowling to him."
II doubt IL he noticed it," said hon.
est Jim.
"Oh, OH" she cried.
whats the troubleT"
I'm almost SURE people notice it
when I bow to them"
"Oh. / seew said Jim. "Of course
they would ordinarily, but Bibbs is
funny
is he? How?" she asked. "He
strikes me as anything but funny"
"Well, I'm his brother Jim said.
deprecatingly, "but / don't know what
.hc's like, and, to tell the truth, I've
never felt exactly like I was his broth
OK, the way I do Roscoe. Nobody could
ever get him to do anything: you can't
set him to do anything now. He never
had any life In him; and honestly. II
he Is my brother. I must say / believe
Bibbs Sheridan is the LATEST man God
ever made! l hate to say 1t, but Bibbs
Sheridan II neyer amount to anything
as long as he lives
Mary looked thoughtful. as there
any particular a why he shouldy'
she asked.
GOOD graciousss he exclaimed. you
don't mean that. do you? Don't You
believe In a mans knowing how to
earn his salt. no matter how much
money hisAfather's got? Hasn't the
business Of this world got to be carried
on ~ everybouy IN ~ Are we going
to lag back on what we've got and see
other fellows get ahead Of us7 II ws'ys
got big things already. Isn't 4 svexy
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