The Daily Missoulian. [volume] (Missoula, Mont.) 1904-1961, 1917-11-18
MOLLY.

quick ring of footsteps on tho paved
veranda. as personable young man
came brisl>!y up 10 the window and
raped upon it. He was somewhat
sketchily attired in puttees and Khaki
riding breeches and an old Norfolk
coat. He was Redeemed by sun and
wind and aggrcssively healthy Of as
pect, and above all he looked exactly
what we mean when we say IA man is
Thoroughly English
Fraulein came out Of the feuiIleton
! to gaze at this apparition. Miss Myr-
| tie seemed to have fresh life blown
into her as she sat. and the irascib!e
J. T., dropping his paper, bounded for
ward to unlatch the window, the vim
dow which had already been the cause
| of friction and which he now artfully
neglected to close.
Come in, come in, penni"uih ICY
boy he cried. He was the kind of
man who always called his fellows
| my boy or "old chap" Come in
and show yourself, So YOU have placed
| your services at the disposal of your
country, have YOU? Glad to hear il,
| my boy, glad to hear it,"
than usual suffusinG his nice, boyish
| face, came in half laughing. half shy,
Miss Myrtle gave u little shiver
! which had the double effect Of being
Il slight reproach to Mr. Pollock about
| the window and of drawing attention
to herself. She simpcrcd. Mr. Pollock,
rightly guessing what she wanted, in
| troducod the newcomer.
Let me introduce YOU. Mr. PENN
cuil1, an old friend Of mine mad Mol
ly's Miss Myrtle, Miss -cr-s;mith"
Smith" uuericd f'rauIein, with IA
certain dignity that became her
skinny little person not badly, "yon
mistake, MIR. rollock-~my name is
Schroeder"
! Mr.. Pollock's face riNalcd the in
genuous Mr.. Pennicuik's in hue. 20,
i ah, of course. if you prefer it," he
commented. Il only thought that you,
being naturalized. might prefer
Il am not ashamed of my ancestry
replied the little woman, still unap-
peased.
No. no. Of course not" flutt.red
AIr. Pollock. Shouldn't blame YOU if
you were, though. Upon my soul |
shouldn't. Pennicuk, this is E'rauein
Schroeder"
'How do YOU do?" said Fraulein
looking at the visitor, who had stood
rather awkwardly during this alterca-
ton. $50 you have turned soldier:
That is good. But why do you not
wear uniform? If the Germans come
over here and capture you they viii
shoot YOU
| There was such a rush of fellows
to enlist they simply couldn't keel
pace with them" said pcnncuik cheer,
lily. His beseting sin was a tendency
toward breezincss, II say, Mr.. Pol
lock, when Molly wrote me that YOU
and she were down here she sale
Brent was here, too
All the answer vouchsafed to thi.
by Mr.. Pollock was "A groan.
but isn't he doing anything .
. asked Pennicuik with Incredibly il
his pleasant young voice.
HE certainly isn't doing anythin,
, at present and ! haven't heard if h
thinks of it," snapped Mr.. Pollock
. Evidently the cyeglassed personae
amusing himself in the garden Wit
the airgun was no favorite of his.
: There was a second of silence, the
l Pennicuik. with IA loyalty that was par
! of his simple, eminently nice" natur,
1 said: 20, well, I'm sure he must hay
4 IA reason for whatever he does or doe
a not do about it, or Molly could not Xix
g him so much
Il do not think Mr.. Brent is a per
e son who troubles himself with reaso
Y good or bad" remarked Miss Myrtl
o He is quite content to drift on
t Brent certainly is not overburdene
e with brains" agreed Mr.. Pollock, "bu