The daily Alaskan., 1917-10-02
SYNOPSIS

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 William Baxter. aged seventeen. falls aR first sight in calf love with young MISS Pratt on A yIs.s to friends of his. His little sistar. Jane iB a fly in the ointment
 William Is sent by his mother to help Genesis, darky Of all work. bring home some washtubs she had purchased They are accompanied by ClsmRtIB GonoSts' mongrel dog Miss Pratt. escorted by bar friends, comes along with her dog. Ffopit dogfight Snsne1
 The dogs are separated. William van ishes, disguised, under a boiler That evening hs takes his fathers dTeos sult and calls upon MiSs Pratt and hSr friend Miss Parcher.
 lane c knowing younsstOr, explains eertain matters concerning william'r love afrair 10 her mother. She also knows the fact that William has Abstractsd his fa- ther's dress suit.
 Williams attentions to Miss Pratt and those of rivals get on MT. Parcher's nerves. Jane tells MT. Parcher In secret that Wn- liam pan't get his fathers dress suit any longer because it Is being altered.
 WnllaIH uttered q cry. He knew that he was struck, but ho was not sure how or where. Again he dashed from the room. Near the open front dooF he came to a sudden halt, and Mrs. Baxter and Jane heard him calling loudly to the industrious Genesis: Here! You go cut the grass in the back yard and, for heavens sake, take that dog with yOu!"
 "Grass awready cut roun' back" re- speuded the amiable voice of Genesis "Cut all at back ya'd s mawnin'."
 "Wel, you can't cut the front yard now. Go around iH the back yard with that dog"
 "Nemmine bout at back ya'd! Ole Ciem ain trouble nobody"
 You hear me-" William shouted You do what say nt once"
 Genesis laughed gayly. "l got my grass to cut. Who pay me my wages ? Ats my boss. You ma say, you git all at lawn moved bio sundown.' No, suh. Nee'n' vase you pref on me, cause I'm got all my time good an took up."
 Once more William presented him. self fatefully to his mother and Jane. "Alay l just kindly ask you to look out in the front yard? want you to look at Genesis"
 Pm familiar with his appearance" said Mrs. Baxter. Why in the world do you mind his cutting the grassy"
 William groaned. Do you honestly want guests coming to this house to see that awful old darky out there and know that he's the kind of serV- ants we employ? Ye gods"
 Why, Genesis Is just a neighbor- hood outdoor darky, Willie. He works for half dozen families besides us."
 Yes" he cried, but a lady that didn't live here wouldn't know that! Ye gods! What do you suppose she would think? You know what he's got On."
 Its a sort of sleeveless jersey he wears, Willie, think"
 No, you don't think that" he cried, with great bitterness. You know it's not a jersey. You know perfectly well what 1t Is, and yet you expect to keep him out there when-when one of the one of the nobl-when my friends arrive! And they'll think that's our dog out there. won't they? When in- telligent people come to a house and see a dog sitting out in front they think its the family In the houses dog, don't they%'
 William paced the room. 'Ye gods! What do you think Miss Pratt will think of the people of this town when she's invited to meet a few of my friends and the first thing she sees Is nigger in his undershirt? Whatll she think when she finds that child's eaten up half the food, and the people have to explain that the dog in the front yard belongs to tue darky?
 And proDly she wouldn't believe it. Anybody d say they didn't own a dog like that. And that's what you want her to see before she even gets Inside the house! Instead of regular gar dener in livery like we ought to have and a bulldog or a good Airedale or a foxhound or something, the first things you want intelligent people from out of town to see are that awful old darky and his mongrel scratchin' feas and like as not lettin' 'em get on other people"
 "Willlew
 Mrs. Baxter managed to obtain his attention. "If you'll 90 and brush your hair I'll send Genesis and Clema- tis away for the rest of the afternoon. And then if you'll sit down quietly TIP
 "Quietly!" he echoed. I'm the only one that Is quiet around here|
 "There, there," she said soothtngly. "Go and brush your hair, and change