The Winslow mail., 1916-06-16
The PIG IN A Poke
BY KEITH KENYON.
Observation-Disclosures

Iy cOlned hair, adjusted an invisible
hairpin and surveyed herself critical
ly. Tell him I'll be down right away,
Mamie"
Il wish father wouldn't send for
people to come when he's away"
Betty complained. And particularly
when | want to go skating The new
heating system is nuisance anyway"
How do you do she asked politely
bowed as she came into the living
room, Il know you came to see
father, but he's taken the car and
gone to hunt a delegate for the con
vention. But if you like I'll show you
over the house and let you look at the
what-you-may-call-it in the cellar-the
furnace, / suppose
! think. if you don't mind, I'll wait
until Mr.. Bradshaw returns He
smiled his amusement. Does he gen
orally go around hunting delegates as
he would prize pig for Christmas
dinner?"
Betty laughed Not exactly, al
though, after all, delegates are pigs
N pokes. You never can tell what
you are getting"
Nice lovely place for a delegate to
come" commented the heater man.
I'D rather like to be one myself"
"Say-I wish mother wasn't away
She's in Florida. It's such a dandy
day and the ice on the lake is like
glass. Do you skate? l could keep
an eye on you as well outside as
can in the house. Dads so afraid
you'll get away"
Il should say l do! Love it! But
! have no skates"
oh, that's all right. Bobby has his
sled out this morning and his skates
are in the hall. They are adjustable,
you know"
That's fine! I'm glad you suggest.
ed it. If you don't think Bobby will
care, I'll use his skates gladly. 1t is
too fine a day to waste on heaters,
isn't it?"
1T depends said Betty demurely,
whether the term is masculine or
neuter' gender. To prove that it all
depends upon the meaning of the
word, I'm going to waste little more
time on you by winding up the phono-
graph for you while l get my things
What record shall it be. Here's a
lovely waltz Estellita and so
dreamy and smooth you forget you're
dancing and just float. There, isn't
that pretty?"
Dandy! It's fine tune! But run
along now and get your coat"
I'D better not skate with you until
I know your name" said Betty, put
ting her head through the door
Henderson" returned the man
quickly. Il get Hen usually"
All right, Mr. Henderson. Put on
a new record if you like. I'll be ready
in a minute"
After many turns around the lake,
Betty exclaimed: "My but I'm hun
CRY! Let's stop long enough to go
over to Boyd's and have hot chOc-
olate,"
The very thing!" assented the
young man. SO they had hot choco-
late and Betty was presented with a
hox Of candy.
Lets go home now and talk until
dad comes" suggested Betty. I'm
tired and, besides, | want to hear
about the football you used to play
and the golf you play now, and
want to eat my candy. Really, Mr..
Henderson, you are a very interesting
man and I'm glad you came. I'm sor-
~ you don't dance, though. It's SO
easy to turn back the rugs! Fathers
home! That's the car at the door,
and do wonder what orr delegates
like"
I'm beginning to feel rather sorry
FOR the delegate remarked the young
man.
Here's the heater man, father"
called Betty Il kept him for you.
was afraid he'd be bored and leave be-
fore you came home, so | amused him
by taking him skating"
Il don't understand" puzzled daddy.
The man from Steel and Hardman's
Is downstairs now. He says the gauges
need adjusting"
Then who" began Betty in
amazement.
But the young man interrupted.
The comedy is ended" he said
solemnly. And as fitting climax l
have to declare my identity. Miss
Betty, forgive me- I'm Henderson
Hewitt, delegate, the bug-a-boo of a
preacher, the pig-in-a-poke, and the
most remorseful creature in the world
for what I've done. You took me TO-.
granted, so I allowed my mistaken
identity to be my excuse for a most
wonderful morning"
What shall we do to him, BettyP"
asked daddy, with twinkle in his
eye, Be lenient-he's young, daugh.
ter, and human"
And he didn't mind if did play a
waltz, conceded Betty. Ia fact ne
even said it was Drettv. Let's 1aova