The patriot. [volume] (Indiana, Pa.) 1914-1955, 1916-06-17
Sam andSue
By NJ. QUAD
Copyright, 1916, by the Mcclure
Newspaper Syndicate.
By M. QUAD

Sam Horton was a young butcher
He was short and squat and twenty
two years old. He had a waddle like
b goose when he walked. He moved
over from the town Of Grand Ledge to
the town Of Eaton Rapids and opened
a butcher shop.
Sue Smith had got eighteen years old
She was a good looking girl, but pert
to the point of impudence.
Sam brought a bobtailed dog over
from Grand Ledge with him.
Miss Sue owned a crosseyed cat She
was not a handsome feline, but she
was an affectionate one. Unlike most
cats, she would follow her mistress
about town like a loving dog. When
Sue Smith heard that q new butcher
had come to town and that he was a
young man who would probably be
docking around for wife she did not
wait long before she presented herself
at the shop and asked for juicy piece
of meat for her companion. The cat,
of course, followed her. She had also.
heard the news, and she hoped for
change from the old butcher.
While the young butcher was smil-
ing and bowling and filing the order
and saying to himself that a good look
ing girl stood before him his bobtailed
dog entered the shop. There was a
Growl and a snarl, and crosseyed cat,
bobtailed dog girl and butcher and
eawdust seemed to be all mixed up.
The row lasted until the cat flew out,
and then Sue Smith turned to the
Butcher and said
II would like to burn your dog, sir!'
exclaimed Miss Sue as she flashed the
young man a look Of indignation.
"Oh, as to that" he replied with a
faint smile, "your old cat may sudden
1y disappear Off the earthr'
And that was how her crosseyed
cat and his bobtailed dog first met, and
there were no cooing doves around to
make them remember the first meet
dng with pleasure. Miss Sue went
around telling all her friends that the
new butcher not only had the heart of
a f1end, but he dared stand right up
to her and sass back.
During that year they met time aft
er time. Sometimes the dog and the
cat were along, and sometimes they
were not When they were not there
was just as much cause for sarcastic
words as when they were. For in
stance, when the butcher was about
to pass Miss Smiths gate one day and
Miss Sue was hanging over 1t be lifted
his hat and made a grand bow and
said:
'I trust, Miss Smith, that your old
cat is dead and buried"
"Sir," she replied, wanting to hit
him in a new place this time, 81 was
watching your walk as you came up
the street It Is not a walk; it Is a
waddle. You walk like a goose, SIR"
And they glared at each other and
g1ared and giared, and Sam finally
passed on, and Sue went into the house
with tears in her eyes, to be asked by
her mother:
whats happened nowT'
Its that Sam Horton. He had the
cheek, after what 1 have said about
him, to accept an invitation to Molly
Hards birthday party last night. Yes,
he was there. Not only was he there,
out Molly had several good words for
ham. Oh, how hate himT'
There, there, daughter. Don't get
GO worked up about It." Soothed the
mother. '1This Is strange world, and
1t wouldn't be so very strange If love
came to you both by and by"
"Neverr' was the terrible reply.
Sam Horton was hurt by having his
walk called a waddle, but there was
nobody to console him. Therefore as
he sawed a beef bone in two he con
soled himself by saying:
Darn that Smith girl! I will marry
her or der
One day Sam Horton had gone out
into the country with his horse and
wagon to buy a calf. On that same
day Miss Susie Smith had taken walk