Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1917-11-09
PRINCE MAKES CALL
By LOUISE Oliver.

| their cause, the phalanX OF Snev<s oi
her hand had reluctantly dwindsea 10
two, and the reason Of the pluraA was
that Anne herself did not know vnich
one she liked the best.
She liked them both as each aPpe4ieo
to a different side of her with equal
force. There were two sides TO Anne
as there are to most American girls
the dreamy, aesthetic, pOeticai saue
which Is e. 'ry woman's by nature, the
mystic, highly imaginative strain that
inclines to the superstitious ana ex-
plains their love of cats; ana the
wholesome, hearty, frank. sunny side.
independent and reliant, contenptuous
of tile covert, fond of athletics and-
bulldogs.
1t was impossible for her - make
up Ter mind which of the two men she
cared for most, they were SO utterly
unlike. Gerson de Palma, dark and
Spanish looking. although he bsasted
of ancestors in every American war,
was the last word in culture.
Jerry TilfOrd was the name 81 the
other. He appealed to Anne's indie
pendent side-the side that liked ath-
letics and bulldogs. Moreover Jerry
had bulldog-a snub-nOsed brindle
named Prince-which derry referred
to him us 'who'') looked yillainouS hut
wept real tears, sat on Il chair at the
table and scared the life out Of the
park babies by kissing them dog-fash-
Ion Whpppyar no cot n 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 as two
electric headlights. He smoked black
cigars, affected tan shoes, loved soft
hats, and Prince-and Anne.
One day Anne had headache, a
bad 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 exist
ence. Anne's mother answered two
telephone calls with the news Of Annes
indispOsitiOn, which Immediately
brought two notes by special messen-
gers. Gerson wrote: "How I long to
sOOthe your poor tormented brow"
Jerry's envelope was bulkier, having
an enclosure: you've been eating too
much candy, Annie girl, and it's all my
fault. I'm sending you two grains of
calOmel-take 1t in eight doses and
then tell your mother to give you
tablespoonful Of castor 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.
But Gerson got in his inning when
ne gave her the cat. 1t was beaut.
full creature with long silky fur. a tail
like fox's brush, and deep blue eyes.
Jerry hated 1t and Prince hated it,
and Prince had to stay at home now on
girl nights.
But Jerry had to 60 away and leave
his fences unguarded-Oil wells near
Tulsa claimed him for two weeks, and
he went with trepidation. He stocked
up his lady-love with more flowers and
candy, extracted promise that she
would answer his letters and departed
leaving Prince to Sansuki, his Jap, to
be aired, Jared and cared for gen.
orally.
Prince walked mt highland one night
they went past Anne's.
Now Prince was not accustomed &c
passing that lawn without turning in
so in spite OF the Jap's whiStling he
persisted in making friendly call and
trotted up the steps. Then stopping
suddenly he drew back and growled in
ferocious resentment. for there on his
particular straw mat lay the hated cat.
He let out wild, indignant bark and
plunged madly> at his enemy, which
flew. IL Silver-gray streak. out into the
darkness and up poplar tree on the
lawn.
"princc-oh, Prince come here-'
called Anne. bad dogsie. Prince,
here Prince"
The bulldog still barkcd Mt his in.
visible enemy. but was now a paeon
of victory. The undesirable one had
fed and that was All he wanted.
ITlnCt, tbiUc mere.
This time he hardened And remem.
herring the mat. now his for the taking.
he catapultcd back TO the porch, ~up
the steps and vaulting right into An.
mes lap. IL fun co pounds Of canininity.
Anne screamed with surprise. and
Prince dropped 10 the floor. Then De
Palma Kicked poor Prince with stun.
ming force straight between the eyes.
That decided for Anne in an instant
what had worried her for year.
And this is the letter Jerry rot in
Tulsa:
Dear Jerry:
"Prince has been sick, but is con.
valcscing nicely Mt my house. I've
given the cat away. / like dogs ber
ter. When are you coming home? II
seems years since you went away. I've
something to tell you"
And whatever It was, Jerry took the
next train.
Copyright. 1917, by the Mcclure Nevspa.
per Syndl:ate)