Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1917-08-23

'NS o''NNlS liz y w.. Aly
ways, they didn't talk loud, but MIR.
parcher would sort Of grunt an ack
cross. He said he just wished he knew
when be was goin' to have a home
again. Then Mrs. Parcher said May
had to ask her Sunday school class, but
he said he never meant the Sunday
school class. He said since Miss Pratt
came to visit there wasn't anywhere
he could go, because Willie Baxter an
Johnnie Watson an Joe Bullitt an all
the other nes like that were there ali
the time, an it made him just sick at
the stummick, an he did wish there
was some way to find out when she
was goin' home, because he couldn't
stand much more talk about love.
II said Willie an Johnnie Watson
al Joe Bullitt an Miss Pratt were al
ways arguin' somep'n about love, an
he said Willie was the worst. Man,
ma, he said he didn't like the rest Of it,
but he said he guessed he could stand
it if it wasn't for Willie. An he said
the reason they We're all so in love of
Miss Pratt was because she talks baby
talk, an he said he couldn't stand
much more baby talk. Mamma, she
has the loveliest little white dog, an
Mr.. Parcher doesn't like it. He said
he couldn't go anywhere around the
place without steppin' on the dog or
Willie Baxter. An he said he couldn't
sit on his w porch any more. He
said he couldn't sit even in the liberty
but he had to hear baby talk goin' on
somcWheres an then either Willie Bax-
ter OF Joe Bullitt or somebody OF an
other arguin'' about love. Mamma, he
said'- Jane became impressive the
said, mamma, he said he didn't mind
the Sunday school class, but he couldn't
stand those damn boys!'
"Jane," Mrs. Baxter cried, you
mustn't say such things!!'
81 didn't, mamma; MI. Parcher said
it. He said he couldn't stand those
da"-
"Janc! No matter what he said, you
mustn't repeat
"But I'm not. I only said
Mrs. Baxter imprisoned James mouth
with a firm hand. Jane continued to
swallow quietly until released.
"Hush!" Mrs. Baxter commanded
you must never, never again use such
a terrible and wicked word"
81 won't, mamma" Jane said meek.
ly. Then she frightened. ooh,
know! Ill say word instead. Won't
that be all right?"
I'll suppose So"
"Well, Mr.. Parcher sad he couldn't
stand those word boys. That sounds
all right, doesn't it, mamma"
Mrs. Baxter hesitated, but she well
knew that Jane had her own way OF
telling things. or else they remained
untold.
I'll suppose So"
"Well, they kind of talked along
Jane continued, much pleased, "an'
Mr.. Parcher said when he was young
he wasn't any such a-such a word
fool as these young word fools were.
He said in all his born days Willie
Baxter was the wordest fool he eve1
saw"
Willie Bakers mother flushed a lit,
tie. "That was very unjust and very
wrong Of Mr.. Parcher," she said
primly.
ooh, no, mammal" Jane protested
Mrs. Parcher thought so too"
did she, indeed?'
"Only she didn't say word or word
est or anything like that" Jane ex
planned. "She said it was because
Miss Pratt had coaxed him to be sc
In love of her. An Mr.. Parcher said
he didn't care whose fault it was, Will
; i, lie was IA word calf, an so were al
the rest Of 'em, Mr.. Parcher said. An
he said he couldn't stand it any more
Mr.. Parcher said that a whole lot Of
times, mamma. He said he guess
pretty soon he'd hat to be in the luna,
tic asylum if Miss Pratt stayed a few
more days with her word little dog
an her word Willie Baxter an all the
other word calls. Mrs. Parcher sale
be oughtn't to say word mamma
She said, Hush, hush! to him, nam
ma. He talked like this, mamma: He
said, I'LL be word if I stand it, An
he kept gettin' crosser, an he said
Word! Word! Word! WOR'"-
"There" Mrs. Baxter interrupted
sharply. "That will do, Jane! Wei
talk about something else now, ]
think"
At nightfall Jane was saying bel
prayers beside her bed, while hel
mother stood close by.
can bless mamma an papa IN
Jane murmured, coming to a pause
"an'-an' bless Willie" she added, will
a little reluctance.
go on, DEAR" said her mother. "Yol
haven't finished"
II know 1t, mamma" Jane looked
up to say. II was just thinkin' a min
ute. I want to tell you about somep'n.'
"Finish your prayers first, Jane"
Jane obeyed with a swiftness IL
which there was no intentional irrev
erence; then she jumped into bed ant
began a fresh revelation.
"lt's about papa's clo'es, mamma"
"What clothes Of papa's? What d.