Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1917-02-08

- made answer n cid Immediately
put a kiss on his one check"
one check, expecting that he would re-
turn it upon my cheeks, first one and
then another, as is the custom Of COM
rades and officers in France.
Help. help. Don't do that again, or
III call out the police" responded that
funny Mr.. Buzz Clendenning, as he
shook me away from him, while my
uncle. the General Robert. and the
great gouverneur did both indulge in
laughter.
II am abashed. and | beg your par
don for offending against the customs
Of your country. l do remember now
that my father did not permit such a
salutation from his brother officers,
and ! will not do so again. NJ. Buzz
C~lendcnning." | said as my cheeks be-
came crimson with modification. and
tears would have como over my eyes
had my pride permitted.
This is what he meant You to do.
Buzz, you duffer. l said goodby to
twenty-five of my friends this way the
day l set sail from old Heidelberg"
and as he spoke that great and beauti-
full and exalted Gouvcrneur Faulkner
did bend mis- head to mine and give to
me the correct comrade salute of my
own country on first one of my checks
and then upon the other.
eyes. sir; it's mighty pretty to look
at, but | reckon the kid had better
ctou. tho habit boforo bo 10 ;~ptroIuco1
to Jeff WhitwOrth and Miles Mcncfec
and the rest Of the bunch" said that
Mr.. Buzz as he left off wipirg from
his cheek with the back Of his hand
the kiss l had put there and admins
tered to me another embrace on my
shoulders with his long arm. ''BcSides.
youngster. there are girls in Hayes
Vile" he added. with a grin that again
was reflected OF my face without my
will and which did entirely take away
my anger and embarrassment at his
repulse.
Girls, girls!" exploded my uncle, the
General Robert. The female young
generally known as girls are about as
much use to humanity as a bunch of
pinfeathers tied with a pink ribbon
would be in the place Of the household
feather buster that the Lord let's them
grow into after they reach their years
Of discretion. Robert has no time to
waste with the unfedged. Don't even
suggest it to him, Clendenning. And
now you a take him around to my
house and tell KizZic 10 begin filling
you both up while I wait for a moment
to go over these papers with the Cover
nor. And both of you avoid the female
young, for we've work for you-mind
you, work and nc GAi!iTanting. Now
go! Depart"
THE old boy is IL forty-twO ccutime-
ter gun that fires III the mention of the
lovely sex and doesn't atGn until the
ammunition gives out" salt: Mr.. Buzz
C~lendenning as he slit; into the seat of
his slim gray racer beside me and
started from the curb on high without
Il single kick of the engine. I'd like
to wish a nice girl whom he couldn't
shake off on to him for anr,t Il week
and watch him sQuirm along 10 sur
render. Wait until you see Sue Tom
linson get hold of him down oil tic
street some day. He shuts his eyes
and just fires away at her while she
purrs at him, and it is n sight fl" The
gods. Sues father died and lef, der
with her invalid mother and aot
enough money to invite il The auc-
t%ioneer, but the general took so.ne old
onnolpfS M. tJo ,1,otnp,, ooII,,+,1 -.l
invested them and made up pie:ty Of
money for Sues grlbstake, though he
goes around three blocks to get past
her. Sue adores him and approaches
him from all sides. but las never made
a landing yet. Say, you'll like Sac.
She is pretty enough to cut. bu: dou'i
try to bite. It's no use"
rs it that this lovely Mile. Sue does
not like gentlemen save .ny uncle. the
General Robert?" l asked with great
interest. I was glad in my heart that
| was soon to see and speak with n
nice girl. even if it had ID in II cha~-
acter of a man.
"Oh, she loves us-all!" answered
mat Mr.. Buzz. with the greatest gloom.
"All Of us-eyery blamed son Of a gun
OF u.s."
"Oh, l comprehend now that it is
your wish that she love only you, Mr..
~Clendenning, and are sad that she does
not" l said as 1 looked at him with
much sympathy.
THAT is about it, prince. but don't
say | said so. Everybody chases Susan.
She even wins an occasional ice cream
smile from his eXcellency. I bet she'd
so up against that august iceberg itself
in Il tryout for n First Lady of the
State badge if Mrs. Pat Whitworth
hadn't ri the whole woman bunch to