The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1917-01-31
and this EXPLANATIONS:

efal ROBERT, anG looked into his eyes
Of great fright.
''My Buzz l said to him softly.
"Great heavensv' he exclaimed. with
! terror in his eyes, as he backed away
from me. II haven't had but one
| glass of draft beer, generalv'
: Its all right, Buzz" answered my
very wise Gouverneur Faulkner in a
voice Of great soothing. ''This is just
just Robert in a-a"-
"Not much Bobby that" answered
my Buzz as he backed farther toward
the door. Il think I'll step outside in
the cool air. 1 haven't felt we'll all
day. r. And with which remark my
good Buzz turned himself into the
arms of the lovely Mile. Sue, entering
the door.
I'm tired Of waiting out there in
that car, Buzz, and And again came
an awful pause Of terror But is it
not that women have a wit that is
very much more rapid than is that Of
men? I think it is so.
"You know, 1 thought Bobby was
queer kind Of man, and he is a perfect
~ lovely girl" she said as she came
toward me with a laugh and her lovely
arms OutStretched. II read about two
French girls who got into Germany In
German uniforms just last night in
magazine. You are some kind of
French spy about those dreadful mules,
aren't you, Bobby, .lear?'' And as she
asked that question of me my lovely
Sue gave to me a kiss. upon my lips
that l valued with great gratitude.
please make it that my Buzz also
her arms.
Brace up, Buzz, and be nice to Bob
by, even if he is a girl Just when did
you begin not to like girls, I'd like to
know?' questioned my Sue Of him
with great emphasis
''You see why it is that I cannot go
into that business of timber with you
and be married to- made a com.
mencement to say to him.
THAT will do, L'Atglon," interrupted
my Buzz with great haste and q
glance in the direction of lovely Sue.
Forget it! 1t is an awful shame, for
YOU were one nice youngster, and
"Be a sport, Buzz, and forgive her
and-love her again." said my Gouver.
neur Faulkner, with a laugh-'that is,
as, much as Miss Susan will''- But at
this point my uncle, the General Rob-
ert, caused an interruption in the con.
versa alton.
''What are you doing here, sir, when
/ left you to watch the sidesteps of
that French popinjay and the Whit.
worth woman? Did you hear what all
that powwow was about at her tea
fight this afternoon?" he demanded of
fine Buzz, with a great anxiety.
There's been the deuce to pay since
you left, governor, and I think this
French scoundrel and Jef's gang are
preparing to put through some sort of
private steal if you jump the track on
them"
Madam Pat has got 'em all up at
the club, plotting in a corner at the
little dinner dance we got upSwhen his
high and mightiness refused the rural
expedition as soon as they heard you
were not to go, governor" said my
Buzz, with a great anxiety in his face.
'pd like to see anybody put out Mrs.
Pats light when she is once lit"
'It's all right, Buzz, and don't wor-
ry. Something has arrived to stop it
all. It's up at the mansion now and is
man Sized" answered my beloved
Gouverneur Faulkner, with a great
soothing.
And after that remark there were
many very long explanations that
made a beginning about the crooked
back of the wee Pierre, which, in a
letter come to my uncle, the General
Robert, that day, was declared by that
great DR.. Burns to be of certainty
straight within the year and that end
ed in the library where my uncle, the
General Robert, and my Gouverneur
Faulkner, with good Buzz, read and
read yet again the papers that my
great Capitalize the Count de Lasselles
had signed for an honest delivery of
the many mules to France. 1 do not
know all that my beloved Gouverneur
Faulkner said to my uncle, the General
Robert, for 1 remained in the hall
with my Sue in discussion about the
telling without ofense Of the depar-
ture of Robert Carruthers to my Belle
and other loved ones. And ito US soon
my Buzz Of great curiosity.
'"There is no, humbleness that will
not perform for their forgiveness, my
Buzz and my Sue," I said to them.
seek that they grant it to me-"
ooh, it will be so exciting and up
to date with it's spy and war favor that
everybody will forgive you. You are
q lovely darling, and they'll all be glad
you are a girl-all the boys especially"
said to me my Sue, with defiance at
my Buzz.
"Sure, Bobbyette, I'll see that you're
no wallflower," he made answer to her |
in the person Of me, with return of |
that defiance. 'Come on, Susan; let |
me take you home. Good night, old |
top-no, mean belle marquise," and |
It was very funny thing to see that
Buzz with a great awkwardness bend
and kiss my hand at a laugh from my
Sue as they left me.
It was not for many moments that l
stood alone in the hall after the de-
parture Of my Sue and my Buzz before
there entered my beloved uncle, the
General Robert, and also my beloved
Faulkner, who came to