The daily Alaskan., 1917-10-12

u, I I'd of had automobiles to go out inr not a trolley car, where you all got to sit together, and I'd of sent over home for my little racer, and I'd of taken you out in her myself I'd Ike you to see that little car. Well, anyway, | bet you'd of seen something pretty difTrent and a whole lot better If I'd of come over here to get up this party for your
 "For Gs," Miss Pratt corrected him sunnIly. "Bofe strsngers-party for Us two-all bofe" And she gave him one of her looks.
 Mfr. Crooper flushed with emotion. He was annexed. He became serious. Say" he said. that's mighty smooth hat you got on" And he touched the fluffy rim of 1t with his forefnger. Ills fat shoulders leaned toward her yearningly.
 Wed cert'nly of had a lot better time sIzzin' along in that little racer l got" he said. 'T'd ike to had you see how handle that little car. Girls over home, they say they like to go out with me just to watch the way l handle her. They say It ain,t so much just the ride, but more the way handle that little car. dunno why 1t is, but that's what they say.
 That's the way l do anything l make up my mind to tackle. Just | femme make up my mind once, and It's all or. I-dunnO why 1t Is. There was brakeman on the train got kind | of fresh. He didn't know who l was. We'll, l just put my hand on his shou.- der and pushed him down in his seat like this:" He set his hand upon Miss Pratt'S shoulder. "I didn't want to hit him, because there was women and chuldren in the car. so Just showed my face up close to him, like this. I guess you don't know how much stock my fathers got in this road l says. Did he wilt? Well, you ought of seen that brakeman when l got through tellin him who was"
 1 "Nassy ole bratemanw said Miss Pratt, with unfaillng sympathy.
 Mir. Crooper's fat hand, as if uncOn- sciously, gave Miss Pratt'S delicate shoulder a little pat in reluctant with drawal Well, that's the way with me-" he said. .Much as been around this world. nobody ever tired to put anything over on me and got away with It. Say. that'ss mighty smooth locket you got on the end O that chain there." And, again stretching forth his hand in a proprietor-like way, he began to examine the locket
 Three hot hearts just behind pulsat- ed hatred toward him, for Johnnie Watson had perceived his error, and his sentiments were now linked to those of Joe Bullitt and William.
 They were not analytical and were impressed by what he said. They dumbly accepted George, at, his own rating, not even being able to charge him with lack of modesty. Did he not always accompany his testimonials to himself with his deprecating falsetto laugh andt"I dunno why 1t is," m off, cial disclaimer of merit, ''as 1t wereP Here was q formidable candidate, in- deed-a traveller. a. man of the world, with brains better and quicker than other peoples brains; an athlete, yet knightly-he would not destroy even brakeman in the presence of women and chndren-and, finally, most envi- able and deadly, the owner and opera tor of little racerF'
 The overwhelming Crooper, pursued his cOnquering way. He leaned more and more toward the magnetic girl He played naively with Miss PrRttS loeket and with the hlmly border of her collar. He aicked aGs nose for