Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1917-01-11


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She rs pretty enough to eat. Out don't
try to bite. It's no use"
rs it that this lovely Mile. Sue does
not like gentlemen save my uncle. the
General Robert?' asked with great
interest. | was glad in my heart that
| was soon 10 see and speak with
nice girl. even II it had to be in char.
acter OF man.
"Oh, she loves us-alr' answered
that Mr.. Buzz. with the greatest gloom.
FAN Of us--eyery blamed son of gun
OF US"
"Oh, | comprehend now that it is
your wish that she love only you, Mr..
Clendenning, and are sad that she does
not" | said as | 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. | bet she'd
60 up against that august iceberg itself
In a tryout for a First Lady OF the
State badge II Mrs. Pat Whitworth
hadn't got the whole woman bunch to
believe she has a corner on his ice,
Mrs. Pat is some little cornerer, be-
lieve me-"
"Oh, did like that Madam Whit
worth, and | hope that 1t will be my
pleasure to see her again soon, ! said
with an ice in my voice as caught my
r.. nj n
drove between two cars and wagon
with not so much as an inch to spare
On all three sides of the car 1t Is as !
like to drive when at the wheel, but
sitting beside another
you'll see her at the governors
dinner for you Tuesday, If not sooner,
and lust watch her and the general
war dance with each other. He opens
his eyes when Mrs. Pat attacks, and
he imagines he is the whole Harpeth
valley militia defending his excellency
of Iceland from her wiles. Just watch
him. And this time it was three wag-
ons that we slid between and beyond.
"Here we are at the generals, and +,
can smell Kizzies cream gravy with |
I..y minds nose | understand that |
your father was the last Henry Car
ruthers of five born up in the old ma
hogany bedstead that the general In |
habits between the hours of / and I
a. m Some shack, this Of the gen
erals, isn't 1t Nothing finer in the
state" And as he spoke that Mr..
Buzz Clendenning stopped the car be-
fore the home Of my uncle, the Cen
eral Robert, and we alighted from 1t
together.
do not know how 1t is that l can
put into words the beautiful feeling
that rose from the inwardness OF me
as | stood In front Of the home of my
fathers In this faraway America. The
entire city of Hayesville is city or
old homes | had noticed as drove in
the gray car so rapidly along with Mr..
Buzz Clendenning while he was speak
ing to me, but no house had been 80
beautiful as was this one. 1t was
old, with almost the vine covered age
Of the Chateau de Cree, but instead
Of being Of graystone 1t was of red
brick that was as warm as the EN-
bers OF an oak fire with the film OF
ashes crusting upon 1t. Thus 1t seem
ID to be both red and gray beneath
he vines that were casting delicate {
green traceries over its walls. Great
white pillars were to the front OF 1t,
ike at the mansion Of the gouverneur,
md many wide windows and doors
opened out from it. Two old oak trees
which give to 1t the name of Twin Oaks
stood at each side Of the old brick
walk that led from the tall gate, and
Is | walked under them l felt that I !
lad from a cruel world come home.
ITO be continued)