The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1916-12-28
"MR. MERWIN PROTESTS!"
BY LOUIS OLIVER.

| thinking, "Billy's pill. He's the KIND
that thinks that the meanest, scrawni
est, stupidest man in the world Is bet
ter than the finest woman ever made
"She looks pale" Billy continued to
himself. mot enough sleep. Her idea
of living is to work for enough money
to buy satins and slippers so she can
| go to a dance every night weekdays
and spend Saturdays In beauty par
lor. Not that she needs it," he added
grudgngly. "She's the prettiest girl
l ever saw"
II WISH" growled Billy that night
rs he unlocked his own door and
switched on the light, shat the people
upstairs would keep quiet tonight and
let me sleep. That baby has cried for
three days, and that woman has walk
ed the floor over my head until I'm
nearly crazy. I'll go out and have a
cigar on the back porch and look Mt
the stars awhile. Maybe they will get
settled before l turn In"
He thought of number of things as
iiI SlhOhNh. IioN hC nav pluhhtu W pC
an engineer when he went to college
and how he had been compelled to
postpone his plan; how his chum, Jack
Emery, had gone on and finished, and
of the time Jacks sister had visited
him. Margaret Baker looked some
thing like her, he thought.
There was sudden crash.
A dish of china or glass whizZed past
his head and smashed on the bricks
below. But the contents, something
warm and gluey, was clinging like
besetting sin to Billy's coat, trousers
and shoes.
well, I'll be darnedl" said Billy
furiouSly. "What ON earth do they
leave their meals outside for to ruin
other peoples clothes? That's the
same bunch that walks the baby all
night. l think this Is pretty good
time to tell them what think of them.
I'll go right up as am and make them
help me clean 1t Off"
Dripping gelatine, he knocked i'm
peratively on the door above, through
which infantile walls were coming,
and almost instantly it opened.
II would like you to see the damage
your" He got no further. MAR
Miss Baker!' he exclaimed. II didn't
know you lived here. l came up to
tell you that something fell Off your
back porch and"
"My gelatinew cried Margaret in
dismay, shifting the crying baby from
one shoulder to the other. II made
that geatine myself and put it there
to harden. And I'm not half as sorry
about your clothes as l am for poor
Mrs. Doogan. But If you will come In,
I'll try to get it Off"
In few minutes the crying stopped
and Margaret came In with basin
of warm water and a cloth.
He caught her hand. "Do you think
I'm actually going ~ let you wash me
Off"
Margaret was silent.
"Say, Miss Baker, whose baby is
thatT"
Mrs. Doogan's."
'Who Is Mrs. DooganT
Tommy is in my room at school.
He's staying here now while his moth
er is sick. He's in my bed asleep"
How did you find out about his
motherT
Don't you remember, the truant Of
ficer told us about Tommy couldn't
come? Mother sick, father out Of
work was the report"
"Yes, l remember now. Never
thought of 1t again"
80 | bring Tommy and the baby
here after school and do what can for
the others in the mornings"
Billy was looking very queer.
rs that why you always have the
highest percentage of attendance, be-
cause you buy shoes for Lizzie, and
get work for Mixes father, and nurse
babies for the Doogans?'
Something in the mans eyes made
her drop her own quickly again. Miss
Baker, Margaret" he said, IL always
think of you that way, it's my turn
to talk and I'm going to tell you some
thing and that is, just what mean,
contemplate fellow | am. Without any
justice | condemned you for feath-
er-brained butterfly because you are
lighthearted and cheerful. And here
you've been losing sleep night after
night without a mumur while I've been
plying myself for several things. Look
here, you go get that baby and give
him to me. III take care of him.
And you go to bed and get some sleep.
Go on, now. DO as / tell you. No,
don't go either. There's something more
| may as well tell you now as have 1t
burn hole in my brain. love you,
Margaret! | never knew it was in me
to adore anyone as l do you. That's
all. i had TO say it. Please forgive
me; know how you despise me. Now
get the baby and I'll CO."
But outside the door with his suulrm-
ing burden he heard his name called
softly.
"Billy!" came through the keyhole
family. "Oh, Blllyw
"les" he turned as though to 20
back.
IL love you, Bllly!" said the voice.
And Mr.. Merwin, woman hater, nearly
dropped the baby.
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