Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1917-08-23
1.-The ones you couldn't fnd-the ones

Yes M Sa1Q Jane. wine 8 got
'em on Jane assured her, with en-
phasis. II bet he's had 'em on every
single evening since Miss Pratt came
to visit the Parchers. Anyway, he's
got 'em on now, cause l saw EN-"
Mrs. Baxter frowned. care you
sure?"
"Yes'm. l saw him in EN-. l was
in my bare feet after l got undressed,
an | was kind of walkin' around in
the hall'-
"You shouldn't do that, Jane"
"No'm. An | heard Willie SAL
somep'n kind of to himself, CT like
defamation. He was inside his room,
but the door wasn't quite shut. He
started out once, but he went back for
somep'n an forgot to, l guess. Any
way, I thought l better look an see
what was goin' on, mamma, so ! just
kind of peeked in
"But you shouldn't do that, DEAR"
Mrs. Baxter said musingly. at isn't
really quite honorable"
doin'?" (Here James voice betrayed
excitement, and so did her cyes.) Gle
was standin' up there in papa's clo'es
before the lookin'glass, am first he'd
lean his head over on one side, an
then he'd lean it over on the other
side, an then he'd bark, mamma" "a
He'd whatY"
"Yes'm!" said Jane. He'd give a
little, teeny bark, mamma-kind of
like a puppy, mamma"
"What?" cried Mrs. Baxter.
"Yes'm, he did, Jane asserted. "He
did it four or five times. First he'd
lean his head way over on his shoulder
like this-look, mammalian then he'd
lean it away over the other shoulder,
an every time he'd do it he'd bark.
'Berp-werp!' he'd say, mamma, just
like that, only not loud at all. He
said: 'Berp-werp! Berp-uerp-ucrpr You
could tell he meant it for barkin', but
it wasn't very good, mamma. What
you think he meant, mamma?"
"Heavcn knows!'' murmured the as
tonished mother.
can then" Jane continued, "he quit
barkin' all of q sudden, an didn't
lean his head over any moro, an COM
menced actin kind Of solemn, an kind
Of whispered to himself. think he
was kind Of prctendin' he was talkin'
to Miss Pratt or at a party, maybe.
Anyways, he spoke out loud after
while-not just exactly loud, l mean,
but anyway SOS l could hear what he
said. Mamma, he said, ooh, my baby
talk lady!' just like that, mamma.
Listen, mamma, here's the way he
said it, oh, my baby talk lady!"
James voice in this impersonation
became sufficiently soft and tremulous
to give Mrs. Baxter a fair idea OF
the tender yearning of the original.
"'Oh, my baby tails 1ady"" cooed the
terrible Jane.
"Mercy!" Mrs. Baxter exclaimed
Perhaps it's no wonder Mr.. Parch.
err She broke off abruptly, then in.
quired, ''What did he do next, JaneY'
Next" said Jane, "he put the light
out, an l kind Of squeezed up against
the wall, an he never saw me. lie
went on out to the back stairs an
went down the stairs tiptoe, mamma.
l think he goes out that way an
through the Kitchen On account Of pa
pas clo'es."
81 suppose So" Mrs. Baxter said. Il
think perhaps For a moment or
two she wrapped herself in thought.
Perhaps" she repeated m%usingly-
perhaps We'll keep this just a secret
between you and me for a little while,
Jane, and not say anything to papa
about the clothes. l don't think it will
hurt them, and l suppose Willie feels
they give him a great advantage over
the other boys"
Mrs. Baxter turned out the LIGHT,
then came and kissed Jane in the dark.
Good night, DEAR"
&C. night, mammal" But as Mrs.
Baxter reached the door James voice
was heard again.
Mammal"
"YesY Mrs. Baxter paused.
Mamma, what do you s'pose Willie
parked at the lookin'-glass for?"
THAT" said Mrs. Baxter, "is be.
You'd me. Young people and children
Wv IL oIAdllSCSL tu1uSS, Jduc! Allu
then, when they get to be middle aged,
:, they forget all those strange things
!, they did, and they can't understand
what the new young people, like yor
and Willie, mean by the strange things
they do"
"Yes'm. l bet l know what he wa
barkin' for, mamma. I think he was
kind Of practicin'. 1 think he wa!
> practicin' how to bark at Mr.. Parcher.'
"No, MOI" Mrs. Baxter laughed
!, "Who ever could think Of such a thing
but you, Jane? You go to sleep ant
forget your nonsense!"'
Nevertheless Jane might always have
been gifted with clairvoyance, her pre-
posterous idea came so close to the
actual fact, for at that very moment
> William was barking. He was no
!: barking directly at Mr.. Parcher, it i
true, but within a short distance o.
him and all too well within his hearing