Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1916-1918, 1917-02-23
CHAPTER VII (Continued)
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CHAPTER VII (COntlnued)
.'Sneaking Pig" said the angel child
contemptuously.
"I'm of to yer ma - now 49, TINS
very minute cried Frederick. His
Lordship'N bear witness 'ow you've BIN
enockin' me about. He seed yer 90
He turned and went.
you've forgotten your trowel,' crled
the angel child and she threw 1t a1tef
him.
The point of it struck Frederick's ell
bow and he Jumped and squealed.
>"Oh. wasn't that lucky shot! IT
must have caught him on the funny
bone" cried the angel child; and she
danced lightly in a rapturous Joy.
Frederick picked up the trowel ana
bounded round the bend In the path
as il he were anxious to get out or
range.
I'm afraid you are going to get into
trouble this time" I said. Hell GER
tainly tell your mother
"Oh, it's all right if he only tells
mother. She won't mind. She knows
all about Frederick. I've told her lots
of times. There would be trouble II
he told father, though. Father never
does understand things"
'Then let's hope he doesn't get at
your father
"If he does, will teach him to COM
nlain!'' said the angel child; and she
set about untyfLg the string across the
path.
strolled on and met Frederick pull
ing on his coat with an air OF resolu-
tion as he strobe toward the gate.
''Here. where are you going to?' |
said sharply.
.'Im hort to the Honorable Mrs.
D'Eresby to compline strife. your Loro'
ship said Frederick.
You can get to your work and be
sharp about it, | don't pay you wages
TO snend all your time gossiping and
gadding about to make frivolous COM
plants. You can do that in your own
time-when you've done your work,
] sad with some ferocity.
'.B-b-but. your Lordship - you you
seed 'ow that young limb treated me,
Frederick suffered.
..You get back TO your and be smart
abort it," snapped.
thought Frederick would burst into
tears. but he turned and went.
1t reemed as well that Miss D'Eresby
should have the opportunity OF telling
her version of the story first AS Tor
Frederick, ] had no pity for him; ]
wondered. indeed. why the head gard
ener had not discharged him long ago.
I hid not learned whether he had
made his complaint to the angel chl!ds
mother, or her father. or whether he
had made it at all but as strolea
through the garden the next afternoon,
she. rushed out Of a. shrubbery anG
said in an excited whisper: You're
just in time"
With that she caught hold OF my
hand and led me into shrubbery.
whispering to me TO be very quiet Her
eyes wer3 sparkling ana her lace was
flushed! She was radiant AS ! came
through the shrubbery | heard the
sound of tremendous snoring: and on
the retired lawn on the other side Of
the shrubbery l saw Frederick. He
was lying sprawled on his back. his
head pillowed on his coat, and from
his gaping mouth came tremendous
,nore after tremendous snore AS an
employer Of labor - his labor - my
blood boiled at the sight Of this sloth
Thef, l saw thar garden hose ran
across the lawn and the nozzle OF II
rested on Frederick's bosom.
WASN'T lucky to find him like this?
whispered the angel child You
wNch:"!
Thee feet from us was the stand
pipe with which the hose was connect
ed. She turned the tap on full.
A bubbling g,ish of water deluged
the front of Herbert and inflated his
shirt: long drawn snore ended
abruptly in terrific snort and | have
never seen anything so funny as his
facn when he woke and tried to thlnR
what was happening to him. Ihen ne
lct out an astonished howl and jump
cd I'D. streaming like walking water
fall He dashed out Of the lawn and II
was well for MS that we had clear
field. | should have choked II ] had
he'd to restrain my laughter; and the
arerl child was fairly shriek'ng with
10Y. She had wonderful sense OF farce
for one so Young. We found il better
B to hold on to each other; that way we
could laugh more comfortably.
When we had got over the worst OF
orr laughing we came out Of the shrub
rery and we heard the clump, clump OF
rrederick's boots coming our way. AT
tho sound we looked as solemn as two
Judges; and Frederick came round the
corner bounding like an Infatuated
tiger. dripping as he ran. At the sigh'
of us be pulled up and glared at the
angel child
stopped to. and said in severe
tone:
whenever see you, Frederick. You
are running I'm no: going to have
YOU train for Marathon races in this
garden It won't make the flowers
grow
~ warn't training for no Marathon
ryce your Iordship" painted Frederick
Indignantly: and he glowered at the an
gel child with suspicious fury.
"Oh, he's been in the fountain with
his clothes on, Look how wet he Is,
said the angel child.
Really you have extraordinary hab
It's. Frederick" / said, even more Sc
verely.
TITS not a nabit, it's trick said
Frederick thickly.
well don't play it again | said.
"pIye ~ Plye it, I never did II was