The daily Alaskan., 1916-07-26
The Other Side of the Wall And Different Kinds
 of Love
By CLARlSSA MACKlE

 that their bodies were lost in the dis tance, while the legs looked Ike tele- graph poles. Leaning on fence h. closing A yard about a cottage beside the road was a young girl. Her feet were on the bottom rail, her head and shoulders being above the top one.
 "You're looking mighty pretty to- night" said the young fellow.
 The girl sBickered.
 "The setting sun shining on that hair of yours makes It look yellow enough to be pure gold"
 "That must be what you're looking for"
 "WhatT'
 Gold. When you get a girl you can be sure shen be the daughter of some rich farmer"
 Your dad isn't a rich farmer" re- piled the young man softly.
 "H'm. l wasn't talking about my self"
 "Whom were you talking about"
 "Well, there's Lizzie Blake"
 There was no reply to thls for the moment He seemed to be thinking.
 ''I thought" he said presently, that you and Lizzie were thicker than two peas in a pod"
 Well, what has that to do with it?"
 "Why. l didn't think you would be Jealous of her"
 Jealous? Who's JealOusT
 "Oh, you're not eh? Maybe you don't care who l keep company with
 "Of course don't"
 -Theu I reckon I'll keep company with Lizzie"
 You can just do that as long and as soon as you want to; don't care
 The young man gave tug at the halters of the horses and moved on few steps, when he stopped, turned and looked back at the pretty figure of the sixteen-year-Old girl gilded by the last rays of the setting sun.
 Did you mean that?" he asked.
 ''Yes, l did" was the reply in tone so bitter that 1t would have said plain. ly to any one except the person to whom 1t was addressed that she did not
 His only reply was another yank at the halters, and, turning again, he led tho horses to the barn, fed them. made their beds and left them for the night
 As for the girl, she went into the house and that night when she went to bed she cried herself to sleep.
 These two had been brought up side by side and had arrived at the mating age A few days before the young man had kissed another girl on finding red ear at a husking. And so what was about to happen did not happen Fate makes many sudden turns.
 
 "If I were a man." said Amelia Ped afford impressively, 'l would be tempted to use strong language"
 Don't mind me, Aunt Amelia" grin ned her nephew. Don't let your sex bar you from any of the privileges of the"-
 ''FiddlestiCks" snapped Amelia, quite restored to good humor. Tom, what would you do about Donald Browns ch!ckeus?'
 Catch 'em and eat en-" said the practical Tom. If they come into your garden and eat your lettuce and scratch up your corn eat 'em. They're fattened on your food. so to speak"
 "I wouldn't do that" said Amelia thoughtfully, but was wondering If you wouldn't go over and speak to Donald about 1t"
 Certainly" agreed Tom. And is old Browns pretty niece stopping there now?"
 Linda, you mean?'
 "Yes; pretty Linda Brown" said Tom sentlmentally.
 "NO."
 'Then I won't go-er-yes, will Aunt Amelia. shah I tell Mir. Brown that you. president of the Woman's Suffrage society of Blankton and a stern believer that woman Is the equal of man. have sent me, a mere man, over to growl at him for permit ting his chickens to invade the sacred precincts of your garden"
 Tell him anything you please" sigh ed Amelia wearily.
 Tom stepped through the open win. dow and walked down a box bordered path to the high brick wall that sep arated the two places and provided tangible evidence that the old friend. ship between the Browns and the Ped affords was no more.
 And 1t had all been on account of maraudtng chickens on the one hand and AmeHa's pet ram on the other side of the fence.
 Tom knew a weak place in the wall and kicked out a brick to gain foot hold. The brick assailed Donald Brown upon his rheumatic foot as he hobbled among his old fashioned flow CTS.
 Mfr. Brown did not call for substi ute. He roared for himself.
 He greeted Toms handsome face over the wall with a dark frown.
 "You young rascal! What do you mean by throwing bricks at me?" he