The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1916-06-14
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by ElOise Thomas

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Did ! understand Won 70 CO. -.
IN ~ u never called on the neonl,
NJ me noors above?" inouirsd r yo,,,'
MI; Field. with a smile ~ young
} sister-in-law tossed a look 81 ~
} asperation across the table He. :. I.
sue demanded, cant Won taL 80 ~ -,
; thug s else when you come excan,
snese aoominable fats? tell vop
n ana again, have nothing !,
them" " 'ue people in
Excuse me-" persisted the nal.
,h,ne put I'm positive you have one
tning in common" lave que
/ The back yardl" cana nm
sion OF unspeakable scorn o
i NO. Alice. no." there was ranro.o,
N tne tone, Il wasn't thinkino - 49, :,
osck yard this time. l was thinking
cats! Why. Harry Field vou
AnoW | haven't even the ghost ~ q
oA', let alone cats. Imagine, Cats
Al q nat of six roomsl"
may II" Harry reached an ano,o.
setic hand toward the salad sorS
J 40 make uncommonly fine
shrimp" he smiled, over an abundan.
helping, "or is it Rebecca? q hut :
was. gong to say-rm positive I saw
cat at your house those few times
out" " Jake me
certainly, we had a cat at homes,
a,eu neu MRS. Field, her defensive
aiertness giving way to a reminiscant
slniie. And We always kept the xii.
tens. Everybody wanted one Of Chm.
by's kittens" "uO
4 don't doubt it, Alice And II Won
mad only had younger sister, now"
marry sighed Justify, as he caught the
satisfaction in the eyes across the
table. 'he
Still" meditated his sister-in-law
l uon Know that should have liked
ner to marry an editor, and Won saw
lnat what you're going to be. You
nlsnt turn out to be irritable like your
uncle Bob. You know yourself no
mas spells of being as glum as a cold
stove OF course. Harry, know you
can be very agreeable"
when | don't talk of fats" smil. |
ingiy interrupted Harry. That re.
minds me: | was about to say-not |
that you have cats in common, but
rather a love of cats. What about the
Dig yellow one I've seen on the back
fence? Wouldn't that denote that
somebody else in your flats has a love
for cats?"
Oh" exclaimed Mrs. Field, that
Dig cat belongs to some girls who live
on the top floor. They call it Daffy.
downdilly, believe. At any rate.
they're always shrieking, Daffy, Daft
y, Daffy," at the back door, Just as
We get settled for the night. II there
we're nothing else. such unthinking
'elfishness would stamp them as I'M
ierbred girls. And the things it makes
Tom say! But there are other things
about them"
Such as?" suggested Harry. /,
Well" meditated Mrs. Field, 81
suppose they are not really things
hat one could put ones finger on.
They're sort of Bohemian, don't you
all it," u
Then there's feeble-minded one I
p there, and they're horribly brutal |
bout her Why, heard one of them, l
he artist one | think, call out on the
tairs one day, Please ask the idiot to t
ring me my umbrella suppose o
he's harmless, but what a way to Il
peak of her! | don't want to be in v
nth such people" she added severely,
ushing back her chair C
There isn't anything else you'd '
Ike, is there? Don't you want to take s
our fruit into he parlor? | thought c
run across to see how Edna's baby c.
!. You knew my cousin had moved
ut here, didn't you? | won't be gone p
ut a minute" q
do you think Tom would feel that U
N properly protecting you. letting a
,u go alone?" inquired Harry an. u
ously. IF anything should happen
I'd never forgive me; and | was o.
linking -supposing those girls up d.
airs were to call while you're out" ly
Cali" caught up Alice, Call! "
ny, I've told you so times that I've Ia
aver called on themi You needn't III
afraid of that"
She's a mighty fine little woman" "
confided to the pyramid of grapes, N
he dropped into the depths of the II
rlor easy chair, land she suits Tom,
t prefer a girl who catches on to a IN
ing or two, like Edith-a-Miss Dun. al
n" al
he slapped his knee, and ga
gged himself. Then he got up, and IN
liked rapidly through to the kitchen. ny
when does Mrs. Field generally -
t in, Rebecca?" he inquired affably.
"At 9, Mr.. AIRY, sir On the tic, if ca
over to Mrs Morse's she's went. en
On account of the baby, sir, Mrs.
,rse don't sit up late. pc
ON the tick" of 9, Harry began IN
me queer maneuvers. He shut ana VI
ked the sliding doors into the sit ou
g room. darted across to the chair
the corner, dived down behind ii. wa
he'd to the door that led into the :,
l. and stood, expectant, with his Us
Id on the knob. When he heard his 'oo
ter-inlaw's voice outside saying ~
nething about mullins he opened IN !
door cautiously. g.
Alice" he whispered, come in" lol
Why. what is it?" she demanded pc
h difficulty squeezing through the ms
row opening, and turning distend-
ewes upon the tense figure braced