Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1917-09-05

loudly to the Industrious Genesis
'Here! You go cut the grass in the
back yard and, for heavens sake, take
that dog with your
"Grass awready cut roun' back" re
sponded the amiable voice Of Genesis
"Cut all at back ya'd g mawnin'."
swell, you can't cut the front yart
now. Go around In the back yari
with that dog"
"Nemmine bout at back ya'd! Oh
Glen air, trouble nobodyw
"You hear meY' William shouted
'You do what say at once!'
Genesis laughed gayly. II got my
grass to cut. Who pay me my wages
ATS my boss. You ma say, you gil
oil at lawn moved BIO shutdown.
No, sub! Nee'n' vase you BRET or
me, cause I'm got all my time good
an took up."
Once more William presented him
self fatefully to his mother and Jane
"May 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 tC
see that awful old darby out there
and know that he's the kind of serv.
ants we employ? Ye gods!''
why, Genesis is just a neighbor:
hood outdoor darby, Willie. He works
for half dozen families besides
u.s."
"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 sort of sleeveless jersey he
wears, Willie, think"
mo, you don't think that!' he cried
with great bitterness. you know its
not jersey! You know perfectly well
what it is, and yet you expect to keep
him out there when-when one Of the
-Q1e 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 house and
see dog sitting out in front they
think it's the family in the houses
dog, don't they?"
William paced the room. eye gods!
Whok fhirlr Miss Oft will
think Of the people Of this town when
she's invited to meet few Of my
friends and the first thing she sees is
niger in his undcrshirt? What'll
she think when she finds that childs
eaten up half the food, and the people
have to explain that the dog in the
front yard belongs to the darby?
"And prob'ly she wouldn't believe It.
Anybody d say they didn't own 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 bulldog or 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!'
"Willie." g
Mrs. Baxter managed to obtain his
attention. ''If you'll go and brush
your lair I'll send Genesis and elena
tbs away for the rest of the afternoon
And then if you'll sit down quietly
mp
"'Quietlyr" he echoed. I'm the
only one that is quiet around herew
"There, there she said soothingly
Go and brush your hair, and change
your collar, Willie. It's all wilted. III
send Genesis away"
"Collar," he muttered.
Change it," said Mrs. Baxter, rails
ing her voice. "It's wiltedv'
He departed in a dazed manner.
Passing through the hall, he paused
abruptly, his eye having fallen with
sudden disapproval upon large, heav'
lily framed, glass covered engraving
''The Battle Of Gettysburg" which
hung upon the wall near the front door
Undeniably it was picture feeble in
decorative quality. No doubt, too, vii.
liam was right in thinking it as un'
worthy Of Miss Pratt, as We're Jane
and Genesis and Clematis. He felt
that she must never see it. especially
as the frame had been Clipped and had
corner broken, but it was more
pleasantly effective where he found ii
than where in his nervousness he left
it. A few hasty jerks snapped the
elderly green cords by which it was
suspended; then he laid the picture
upon the floor and with his handker'
chief made curious labyrinth Of ave-
nHes IN the large oblong area of fine
dust which this removal disclosed upon
the wall. ..-
Pausing to wipe his hot brow with
the same implement, he remembered
that some one had made illusions to
his collar and hair, whereupon he
sprang to the stairs, mounted two at
a time, rushed into his own room and
confronted his streaked image in the
mirror.
CHAPTER viii.
Al Homo to His Friends.
a FTER ablutiOns william found