The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1916-07-12
tom CHASED The COWS
BY LEILA EsMoND.

en- brown loan with the shoots of ten
der green came terrified scream He
dropped the hoe and ran toward the
road from which the sound had come,
but all he could see was long stretch
of dusty yellow in both directions and
In the near distance four or five Here
fords grazing peacefully along the
fence.
Tom turned and saw a girl leaning
over the fence toward him. her hands
outstretched in duplication. She was
pretty and well dressed. Beside her
on the ground was travelling bag.
What's wrong?" he called. rs any,
body-did anything hurt your"
"It's-it's those cows" she shivered.
They're coming this wayi Oh, do
hurry up and do something!"
Sure! I'll chase 'eml Don't be
frightened. They won't hurt you"
He picked up stick and went af-
ter the black and white bugaboos
peacefully eating the Juicy young
grass in the fence corners.
The cows turned slowly with eyes OF
hurt surprise and went quietly hack
the way they had come through the
gap in the fence and into the pasture.
There was twinkle in his eye as he
went back to the girl sitting beside
the road. Her own eyes were shut
and she was breathing quickly.
Are they gomez" she whispered.
Eyes. They won't eat you now"
She flushed angrily and sprang up.
TITS just as natural for me to be
afraid of cows as it is for you farmers
to dodge trolleys and taxis in the
city" she retorted She picked up her
bag and brushed at her dress. I'm
hunting Maybens. VIII you please tell
me where they liver"
That's our house." answered Tom.
IF you give me your bag I'll take you
over. Did you see mothers advertise.
ment for summer boarders?'
yes"
To herself Carolyn Wilson was say
ing, Il ought to be able to pay ex-
penses herel The people promise well
IL this one is a sample. can send in
q story every day to the paper"
Carolyn wrote mornings and slept In
the afternoons, but after Ave o'clock,
when she made her daily trip to the
post office and Toms work In the
fields was done they had many pleas
ant times together. To Tom 1t was
heaven. To the girl merely pastime.
Tom was intelligent. she discovered,
and knew a lot OF things. In fact. the
whole family was entertaining. and
Carolyn sent many q humorous quip
to her paper accompanied by pen-and.
ink sketches, at which she was clever.
One Sunday, as she lay almost
asleep IN the hammock. Tom picked
up paper from the ground beside
her and started to read.
Suddenly he flung IL down. THAT
rot is unkind and untrue!" he cried
Those city chaps think it's funny to
write all kinds Of things about US here
In the country. It's all exaggerated
and gives false impression. One
would think that people who work
with their hands can't grow brains al
all, that we are an ignorant, stupid lot
made to be laughed at, when the truth
of it is we are doing the real work OF
| the world"
Carolyn sprang to her feet. It was
on her tongue to defend what she had
done. but Tom, with his blazing eyes
and head thrown back, frightened her.
And he was right Her head dropped
"Yesl 1t Is wrongl" she said sim.
ply. Tom" suddenly, I'm going home
tomorrow"
Tomorrow Good heavensl"
Yes, I've some business to attend TO
and must go. WIN you come to see
me sometime, Tom?" very kindly. do
you ever come to the city?"
"Yesl' he said after a pause. II do
go sometimes and III go to see you. ]"
So Carolyn said good-by to the May
bens and Tom.
On Tuesday. she reported at the OF.
ice. rested and ready for work.
where's Stubbs7'' she asked.
Stubs was a nickname for the editor.
tn-chief.
mot here yet"
We'll. I'll walt inside"
Someone ahead Of you"
"oh. that's all right III have com
pany."
She opened the door and went IN.
There, in the editors chair. sat Tom
Mayhem. Carolyn went up close to tho
desk and looked Al him in silence.
Tom. too. seemed too paralyzed 10
speak
Then the girls sense OF humor fri
umphed. "Hellol- she giggled.
whats the joker I leave you on
Monday in blue jeans and boots
find you on Tuesday in a tailor-made
and spats. What's the joker"
"Joizes There isn't any Unless It's
for you 20 explain. What are you do
ing heTe;~
I write for the paper"
SO do /. f he said. Scientific farm
ing stuT But I'm starting a magazine
Tor myself. 80 came 70 your editor for
advice"
Bravo. Ton. erred Carolyn. Some
DAY I'm going 20 beg your forgiveness
Tor something. but nd Just nov. II
can wait .
yes. Il can waii, = agreed Tom I'm
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