Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1916-07-29
The Other Side
Of the Wall
And Different Kinds
of Love
By CLARISSA MACKIE

a FARMER boy not out of his teens
was taking the horses to water. The
setting sun threw their shadows SO far
that their bodies were lost in the dis
lance, while the legs looked like tele-
graph poles leaning on q fence in
ciosing yard about cottage beside
the road was a young girl Her feet
We're OF the bottom rail, her head and
shoulders being above the top one.
oure looking mighty pretty to-
night, said the young fellow.
The girl snicAe-cd
The setting SIN shining on that hair
OF yours makes it look yellow enough
to be pure gold.,'
for''
'What?'
Cold When you get girl you can
be sure she'll be the daughter of some
rich farmer
Your dad isn't rich farmer, re-
Piled the young man softly.
H m. l wasn't talking about NV
SELF
Nnom were you talking about 2"
Wen, there's Lizzie Blake"
Ihere was no reply to this for the
moment He seemed to be thinking.
thought" he said presently, that
you and Lizzie were thicker than two
peas in a pod"
Well, what has that to do with IT Pr
why, / didn't think you would be
Jealous of her"
Jealous? Who's jealousY'
oh. you're not, Ell? Maybe Won
don't care who 1 keep company with"
OF course don't
Then / reckon I'll keep COMPANY
with Lizzie"
You can just do that as long and
as soon as you want to; don't care"
Inc young man gave a tug Mt the
matters OF the horses and moved on a
rev steps, when he stopped, turned
and looked back at the pretty figure of
the sixteen-year-old girl giIded by the
last rays Of the setting sun.
Did you mean that?'' he asked.
Yes, did," was the reply In q tone
so bitter that 1T would have said snlain-
~ to any one except the person to
whom it was addressed that she did
not.
His only reply was another yank at
the halters, and, turning again. he led
the horses to the barn, fed them, made
tnelr beds and left them for the night
AS Tor the girl, she went into the
mouse and that night when she went
to bed she cried herself to sleep.
These two had been brought I'D 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 husking. And SO what |
was about to happen did not happen.
rate makes many sudden turns.
IF We're a man. said Amelia Ped |
uford impressively, Il would be |
tempted to use strong languager'
Don't mind me, Aunt Amelia" grin |
ned her nephew. Don't let your sex
bar you from any of the privileges of |
the
"Fiddlesticksi' snapped Amelia, quite |
restored to good humor tom, what |
would you do about Donald Browns
Catch 'em and eat EN-" said the
practical Tom. IF they come into |
your garden and eat your lettuce and I
scratch up your corn eat EN- They're
fattened on your food, so to speak,
wouldn't do that" said Amelia
Lhoughtfully, but l was wondering if
you wouldn't go over and speak to |
Donald about it,
Oci td1Aiy, agreed TOm. And is
Did Browns pretty niece stopping there
aow?'
Linda, you mean?'
Yes; pretty Linda Brown" said Tom
'entimentally.
NO"
Then I won't go-eEyes, will.
Aunt Amelia, shall / tell Mr.. Brown
hat you, president of the Woman's
Suffrage society of Blankton and a
tern believer that woman is the equal
u man. have sent me, mere
nan, over to growl at him for permit
Ing his chickens to invade the sacred
precincts of your gardenY'
Tell him anything you please" sigh
ID Amelia YEARLY.
Tom stepped through the open win
low and walked down a box bordered
,ath to the high brick wall that sep
rated the two places and provided
angible evidence that the old friend
hip between the Browns and the Ped
ifords was no more
And 1t had all been ON account of
chickens on the one hand
nd Amelia's pet ram on the other side
f the fence
Tom knew weak place in the wall !
nd kicked out brick to gain a foot
old The brick assailed Donald
Grown upon his rheumatic foot as he
obblcd among his old fashioned flow-
rs
Mr. brown, did pof ON for .,,t.sxs |