Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1916-1918, 1917-11-20

Epening Story
"PRiNcE MAKES A CALI"

"PRiNcE MAKES A CALI"
BY LOUISE OLIVER.
Copyright 1917, by the Mcclure News
paper Syndicate.)
After two years or so of vainly try.
ing to make Anne think seriously Of
their cause, the phalanx Of suitors o.
her hand had reluctantly dwindled te
two. and the reason Of the plural was
that Anne herself did not know which
one she liked the best.
She liked them both as each ap-
pealed to different side Of her with
equal force. There were two sides tc
Anne as there are to most American
girls-the dreamy, aesthetic, poetic
| side which is every woman's by nature
the, mystic, highly imaginative strain
that inclines to the superatitious and
explains their love Of caus; and the
wholesome, hearty, frank, sunny side,
independent and reliant, contemptuous
Of the covert, fond of athletics and
bulldogs.
1t was impossible for her to make up
her mind which of the two men she
cared for most; they were SO utterly
unlike. Carson de Palma, dark and
Spanish looking, although he boosted
Of ancestors in every American war.
was LILO ldSl WOTu III CulIuAC. vi oSSAoA
and sinewy. he wore his clothes like
Beau Brummel. had studied manners
from Chesterfield's hand book, and had
learned to make love from Apollo
himself. Moreover he had had excel
lent teachers in art and music as we'll
as all the "ologies." What more could q
man be to be perfect? Anne would look
into his dark pleading eyes and feel
herself carried along irresistibly on
~ sol
Just in time she would think OF Jerry
and sigh uncertainty.
Jerry Ti1ford was the name OF the
other. He appealed to Anne's independ-
emit side-the side that liked athletics
and bulldogs. Moreover Jerry had a
bulldog snub nosed brindle named
Prince-which GERRY referred to him
as "who'') looked villainous but wept
real tears, sat on chair at the table,
babies by kissing them dog fashion
whenever he got chance.
Jerry was rather thickly set up-his
tailor wept over the way his coats
hiked up his back. His fingers were
stubby and short and his eyes were
gray and about as dangerous at two
electric headlights. He smoked black
cigars, affected tan shoes, loved soft
hats. and Prince-and Anne. AS for
tomato and grieved Anne's soul by
sending her comic opera records for
her Victrola and insisting on playing
them when he was there. But Anne
bore the records bravely as they were
generally accompanied by boxes of
flowers or candy. Jerry was good at
that. Gerson was not so good. Books
Of poetry were more in his line-only
he generally lent Anne his own.
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one, the kind where you're afraid you
won't die-the kind where not only
your head aches but every other organ
too is crying out against existence.
Anne's mother answered two telephone
calls with the news of Anne's indisposi-
tion,- which Immediately brought two
notes by special messengers. Gerson
wrote-"How long to sooth your poor
tormented brow" Jerry's envelope was
bulkier, having an enclosure. You've
been eating too much candy, Anne girl
and it's all my fault. I'm sending you
two grains OF salomel-take it in eight
doses and then tell your mother to give
you tablespoonful Of caster oil. I
know what sick headache is, you poor
child"
Anne was angry-then took the
medicine and got better. She answered
Jerry's note instead of Gerson's.
he gave her the cat. It was q beautiful
creature with long silky fur, a tail like
a fox's brush, and deep blue eyes.
Jerry was compelled to admit. even
with chills chasing up and down his
spine as they always did in a feline
presence, that it certainly was a
beauty-for a cat But he hated it and
Prince hated it-and Prince had to stay
at home now on girl nights. and as he
0f ho ho
usurped his place on the porch mat, his
nose twitched and he yelped tneasily
as he vpualized in his sleep and CORY
joy at is3 end Of long chase.
!. But Jerry had to go away and leave
his fences unguarded-oil wells near
Tulsa claimed him for two weeks, and
he went with trepidation. Dear knew
what would happen! He stocked up his
lady love with more flowers and candy,
extracted a promise that she would
answer his letters and departed on a
Pullman, leaving Prince to Sansuki.
his Jap, to be aired, Jared, and cared
for generally.
Sansuki was busy all day so he ar Z
Prince walked at highland one nigh
they went past Anne's.
Now Prince was not accustomed 20
that lawn without turning in,
SO in spite Of the Japs whistling he
persisted in making friendly call.
There were low voices behind the vines
on the porch, one of which he knew
and wagging his stump Of tail he
trotted up the steps. Then stopping
suddenly he drew back and growled in
ferocious resentment, for there on this
particular straw mat lay the hated cat.
He let out a wild, indignant bark
and plunged madly at his enemy,
which flew. a silver-gray streak, out
into the darkness and up poplar tree
on the lawn.
'Prince-oh. Prince come here!"
called Anne. bad doggie. Prince. here
Prince"
The bulldog still barked at his in
visible enemy, but 1t was now a paeon
Of victory The undesirable one had
fled. and that was all he wanted.
Prince, come here"
This time he hardened. And remem-
bering the mat, now his for the taking,
he catapulted back to the porch and up
the steps. Now Prince was excited, or
he would never have done what he did:
he forgot himself completely, and kept
on going. vaulting right into Anne's
lap, full sixty pounds of canininity.
Anne screamed with surprise. and
Prince dropped to the floor Then De