Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1917-09-20
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who's goin to the fair? Emmett
Lane demanded, bursting in upon the
Ashtons, his three pretty cousins. A
chorus of Nobody" answered him
creScendo, and ending in a sort of
groan.
"Why on earth" Emmett began.
Lois, the eldest Ashton, took the word
from his lips, saying: "Just what we
want to knOw-and can't find out. 1t
is this way-dad says we shan't, and
there's an end of it. Not the least
little smidge of reason why"
Upon my wordr' Emmett ejaculat-
ed-then wheeling upon En-, the
youngest of the trio, withal the wicked
est f1irt; Confess, miss. What have
you been doing to make a perfectly
good father act up this way?'
Nothing at all. I've had no chance
whatever" EN- pouted, but with the
ghost of a dimple playing about her
lips. "Been over at Grandpa Beans
which is next thing to solitary con-
finement. So lonesome I'd almost
have had heart failure even over you"
even me! Ingratitude, thy name is
En- Ashton'' Emmett cried, laying
hand distractedly to his forehead. ALI
were laughing-even Betty, the staid
middle sister. Lois gasped between
giggles: "But I really believe you're
on the right trail, Emmett"
EN- giggled harder than anybody.
She had to-being perfectly aware of
why dad, usually the most tractable
of parents, was indeed acting up. The
why was q man-aS is usual in case
of stern father and distractingly,
pretty girl. Squire Ashton disap-
proved of Barton Clay wholly-from
the crown of his handsome head to the
soles of his aristocratic feet. Add that
the fair was, in effect, Barton Clay
he was president of the association,
chief exhibitor and giver of more than
half the priZes-and the mystery ceas-
es to be mysterious.
"My respected uncle will surely get
his cOme-uppance. l see him now with
three old maids to torment his extreme
age" Emmett commented loftily. Bet
| ty amazed all by a vigorous head
| shake and said: make it two, please;
I'm going to marry-if have to pro-
pose myself, get the license and pay
the parson."
Betsy [ didn't know you could be
so desperate" Emmett cried, trying to
pinch her cheek. "But cheer up-if
the worst comes, I'll look you up a
susceptible widower-one so new in
grief he don't know enough to run
away"
'No need. can always take you
at a PINCH" Betty retorted.
EN-, how about your Emmett de-
manded. She giggled again. "Nothing
doing she said saucily. "Em, EN-
NETT; we'd get ourselves SO mixed up
we couldn't tell who to scoId or swear
at, or aggravate. And really, we are as
much alike as our names"
"NO such thing. You hatter your
self wildly" Emmett returned, stick
! ing out his chin. The battle of wits
so ragged that those engaged had no
ears or eyes for anything outside.
| tico steps, the hall door yielded to an
! impatient hand which had found
knocking vain and then all Barton Clay
was among them, nOdding to the 9th
ers, but holding Ems hands as though
he could not let them CO. and looking
down into her eyes. What he read
there glOrifed his face With q soft
laugh, half blissful, half defiant, he
bent and kissed her, then gathered her
| in his arms. "Bear witness, I'm no
kidnaper / take my own from her fa-
| theirs house in the face Of daylight and
under the eyes of her-family," he said
proudly-then to En-: "YOu got my
note? Are you ready to go without
waiting for the fair?"
"Tm ready, but l don't know any
thing about any note" En- answered
openly, nesting to him. Emmett laid
q hand upon Bartons arm, saying per-
suasively: Listen, son, don't do this
very foolish thing. You mustn't, in
fact 1 won't let you. That's my little
sister you're smuggling up there-no-
body's ever going to have the right to
say she left her fathers house with a
man not her welded husband. You'd
hate that, same as l would, once you
let yourself think in cold blood. Stay
and face the music-otherwise her
father. Well stand by you, all Of us
let him know you mean fair and mean
also to play fair
Barton grinned-one charm of his
was quick transition. ~ tell you, it
has been refreshing-this liberal al.
loWance of cold shoulder" he said.
''But here comes the grand mogul now.
Who lives up to fine vords?"
Gall of u.s." Lois said, running to
meet her father, who entered amid
chorus please" and "Do be a dear
dad" and such like entreaties. A
glance explained things to him, but
Emmett had to put the case convinc-
ingly in the end. GAS public-spirited
citizen, you owe it to the country to
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