The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1917-03-22
THE SOLICITOR
BY LOUISE OLIVER.


Ferdinand wegel put down the slop
pals and turned around.
Carrie. breathless and flushed from
running. put her hand to her throat.
Say, dad. you're awful deaf. I've
been calm and callin'."
"Hey, Well. what II it? Crlbbses
want TO borrow the mare again1 Tell
them to walk to town. They famed
her lost time"
"No. dnd, It nin't Cribbses after the
mare. It's Sam Knrns. He's back from
the city and he's solcltin'."
"whatY
"Hc's solicitln'."
"Whnt's that? After somethln'."
swell, sort OF. You come on down
to the house, wont yOn, and talk to
san; It's about ne@ buildin' in
town. He's all dressed up and sittin'
on the front porch. Hurry up an
come on, dad"
"All right, I'll he down"
"When did yo, come back to town.
Sam Carrie, In her gingham dress,
dress-up apron. was very pretty. Her
hair, corn -colored and wavy, touched
on complexion of roses and cream
that reminded Sam Of the big bisque
dolls IN the city windows. Her eyes.
with their long, dark lashcs, were big
and very deep gray.
~ came back last Tuesday. I'm run
ming the campaign"
"Campaign Oh. are you trying TO
be cicctcdi"
Sam laughed. "No. it's not politics.
I'm an organizer. That's man who
things come that nobody else will
bother with. When town wants a
new library or hospital or chamber ot
commerce building, they send for the.
Then roll up my sleeves and 60 10
work The old town here wants n
library. so that's why ] came back. tn
get them what they wanted. oh. I'm
the man that put the g In get. all
right. We're after fifty thousand dol.
lars"
Carries eyes were big. "ls that
what you're solcltin fori"
"Yes."
"IIe won't give much"
"You just walt and see. Tin after
hundred dollars"
"Goodness :" Her eyes wiurucd.
"Why. he won't give the and ma
enough money FOR u new hat"
"But won't Il be fine To have q
library in town."
81 wouldn't know what to do with
It,"
"Why get books and read them.
Magazines, too; and all sorts of things.
A pretty girl like you wants to know
a lot, Carrie"
~ know enough. ] can bake the
best angel food of any girl in>Clark
county"
"All right! Maybe you can, but IN
bet you don't know who Shakespcare's
contemporaries were"
"What did you sayr she asked be-
widcrcd. "Oh. here's dad now"
Sam began instantly. II came to
get your subscription TO the new
library, Mr.. Weigcl You've heard
about II. suppose. Let me see, we've
put you down for n hundred dollars"
WHAT cried The old farmer "rll
be hamjuggcd II ! willv Tie pushed
back his chair. crossed his knees aud
fumbled awkwardly for his pipe.
whats the darnod thing for?"
"A library for the county. Books.
You know. Books" And then Sam
gave dissertation on the blessings
of II library in d tone calculated TO
wakcn the mummies In Egypt.
And he got The hundred.
"Goodby, SAM" said Carrie, putting
her hand To her smooth, snowy throat.
"Goodby, Carrie" said Sam, aud
then in Il tone which Egyptian mum
mics could never have heard he leaned
forward and said, "Tve learned to
know what beauty is since I've been
away, Carrie, and you're the loyeliest
thing I've seen in that line ever" lie
pressed her hand gcntly--and was
gone.
A year passed. Ferdinand Weigel
was going for the cows one day. when
Carrie called, Dad, oh Dad :"
The old man turned. Hey? Wei,
what Is it? Crhbscs want to-"
NO, II isn't the Crlbbses, dad. It's
Sam karns. He wants to see you"
wants me to build another library.
does he? Wen. tell him to go and
talk to the chickens. I'm busy. What's
he want?"
81 don't know. Carrie smiled and
dimpled, lie said to tell you he's
soliciting Carrie had picked up on
her G's since reading books from the
library, and she bad found out just
what "Shapespeare's contemporaries"
meant.
AT the head of the hill Carrie and
her father met Sam, who came up
energetic. irresponsible, smiling. The
old man had to acknowledge that HIS