Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1916-08-17

velvet concession to evening customs,
and her grandfather's diamond pin
in the soft folds OF her stock.
zoe Stacy" she exclaimed, "you
are brick; but had no idea I was
letting you in for Walpurgis night
when called you up. You must be
cold as Greenland's icy mountains.
Come, have a ball"
THANK you, Alice; you're a good
guesser." The young man smiled
delightedly at his companion. He
was small and trim as a Jockey, but
broad of shoulder and iron in mus
Gle. His square countenance was
dark with tan, In which .blue-gray
eyes shone In pale contrast. Well
Rroomed blond hair and tawny,
close clipped mustache, intensified
his personiacation Of ''neatness and
dispatch" Everyone swore by Joe
Stacy II he did have to earn his liv-
ing by his very capable management
Of the Laughton estates. But no one
aid this rs frequently and fervently
a. the tomboy beside him.
"There you are, old man." she
said, as, standing before the laden
sideboard, she ministered to his
wants. Here, take one Of Charles
private-stock cigarettes. She offered
him the square silver box, and pre-
sented the matches. Now, come,
want to talk to you. You don't sup
pose dragged you out like this just
for greens, when know yeu are az
busy as q terrier in rat hole?"
mo, I didn't think you did. and
I've had softening Of the brain try
Ing to guess why. You've all become
80 spectacular over here that any
thing Is possible. Has that blond
Easter Chicken accused you of her
troubles?"
mo; and besides" Alice laughed,
Charlie has found out her real name
It's 'Skirling Harpie.' He got that
of all by himself. You can imas-
inc what pressure he was under. Let's
70 to the gun room; tho nre IL lit
there, and nobody will be down for
An hour. BY the way, I told Charlie
I wanted your advice about Tiddledy-
winks' shoulder, and the news from
the stable; SO give mo line Of pony
dip at table. Now, listen. Take that
chair; it's comfortable. First Of all.
don't need to say that you're the
only person IN the world I'd trust
with this. I didn't call you in be-
cause you happened to be the nearest
DOCTOR"
Good GIRL" said Stacy. I'm
your man Friday. Out with it."
CHAPTER XIV.
Alice suddenly fell silent, leaning
forward, elbow on knee. and chin
In hand.
"And?" Stacy suggested.
zone of Patty's macaws. that rain.
bow live theater hat, by the dooi
yonder, got away this morning. I'd
been watching them doing turns or
their rings. They really are mos
picturesque gymnasts. Then Mr.. Jo
seph's Coat breaks the chain on hi'
foot, and, whoop la! out of the door
which had been standing open to le
the smoke out of the hall. or course
flew out, and a great chase we made
of 1t. Snap-shotted by the reporters
in full cry. One Of the gardener
saw us, dropped his rake, and joined
the hunt. That wretched bird set III
some stiff country, too. l don't carr
for hurdling on my own legs, and a
for brush work-the gardener and
burrowed into hedges and ros
bushes, and every time we though
we had the beast, off he'd 80 again
At last he Topped ap against th
house and hung for dear life 10 tn
ivy, right under Nellie Gaynor'
window-the end window in tn
guest wing. coaxed and thre'
pebbles at 1t, but there it hung. 1t
feet had become entangled, and W
couldn't reach 1t nor dislodge 1t. 5
the gardener went for ladder w
put 1t up and I offered to go up. be
cause the silly cuss bird is used
me, though you wouldn't have ne
ticed 1t to see 1t give me the chas'
The gardener wasn't keen to get h'
fingers nipped. So ladies first' an
up I go. The feather dustt
squlwked and struggled, but couldn
get loose. got hold of 1t with or
hand and started to dislodge h
claws with the other. when l near
lost my balance and fell OF. Their
right under my hand. tied to vir
hung a nat red leather bag. My p'
had given 1t = hrst-class clawing.
saw Just ono thing-Mrs. Lawdon
ruby pendant. ! gave q yowl
spite of myself.
"'Did he bite your the garden
asked me. Lucky he did. for It save
me from making 4 prize blunder.
"Yes," I said. go to Lizzie
, somebody and bring me couple
, pieces Of sugar and towel to GOV
, his head. He can't get loose. Il
foot IL ;aught."
Gardener went on on a run. al
q. a i;Nu had that hae atuffed