Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1918-06-01
stairs Bopp yelled down. monty, NJ

impossible From behind the closed
door of Mrs. Green's room there issued
sounds of an argument supplemented
by weeping.
Eventually Lucille came to the top of
the stairs and called. Monty
How different that name sounded
when she used it! l bounded up the
stairs. When l say bounded mean
It. 1t was the first time that l had
done anything like that in years.
Lucille stood leaning over the banis-
ter. perplexed and troubled. her face
flushed and her hair becomingly dis
arranged. as if she had been engaged
In a physical contest of some sort.
stopped on the stairs below her.
1.-THE blessed damoseI leaned out
From the gold bar of heaven"
quoted.
Don't be silly" she said in a tone
of voice that told me she liked 1t. 81
have to ask you a dreadfully embar-
RAISING question"
"An right" l commanded. "Shoot"
w
a lady who is not as young as she was
onceY
Would I mind2" said, taking her
hands. 1--WE been thinking OF nothing
else for two years"
81 meant" disengaging her hands
gently, would you mind kissing moth
er good night7 She is acting very Pc
o,,1;o rlx, %h;s ovapipU oc Won kpOxu
and she says she won't go to sleep
until you kiss her.
l was touched at the old lady's fond.
ness for me. We went in. She was
lying tucked up in bed, with a night
cap tied firmly under her chin.
LUCILLE made me come to bed" Mrs.
Green volunteered. her bright eyes
swapping with wakefulness. Its all
nonsense. Dom wanna be in bed. /
wanna get up and go somewhere with
you and eat"
'"There, there" said Lucille, ''the doc
tor says not to eat anything
YES" snapped her mother. land I'll
bet he had just had his dinner when
he said it. l know place to eat over
In town, beautiful Blainey-lots Of fine
steaks, chops and roas' beef. Guess
I'll get up
She started to throw back the COW
ers. but Lucille forcibly restrained her.
"You said you would go to sleep IL
l brought Mr.. Blainey In to see you,"
she said
The old lady eyed me with evident
/ 70 mn
good night?" she demanded.
assured her that was there for no
other purpose.
"a right" she sighed; then I'll go
to sleep"
And she did, or at lsest we didn't
hear another sound from her that
evening.
When we left the room and closed
the door softly Lucille put her hand on
my arm and said: Thanks, Monty. 1t
was awfully silly. but l didn't know
| how else to quiet her. You won't
think anything Of it, will your
''Of course not. It's all in the family
anyhow, or If it isn't I wish 1t WERE"
| hazafded emboldened by the pres
sure on my arm. For the moment
could not have been any happier If
| had been fed.
After awhile the telephone man came
downstairs in a suit of BOpp's clothes
light flannel trousers, outing shoes.
| fancy shirt, soft collar, tie and blue
serge coat. The toys fitted him re-
markedly well. and except for YER
nacular line of conversation the man
did not seem Ill suited to the clothes.
At any rate, l liked him better than
did Bopp.
What to do with him seemed to be
puzzling Lucille. 1t didn't seem right
| to ask him to go out In the kitchen and
drink water all by himself, and there
was no other place to put him unless
he stayed in the living room with us.
Before she could decide Que way or
the other he seated himself comfortably
and proceeded to entertain us With
considerable conversation about him
self.
Il amt Rube," he volunteered. 1--WE
been near enough Fifth avenue to
know good clothes when see 'em, and
| have to admit that Mr. Bopp is a
swell dresser. only work here in the
summer time. In the winter | stick
around within sight Of the statue OF
Liberty. I'm a wire Taper"
"a wire tapper?' repeated BOpp
isn't wire Taper d sort OF crookT'
mot compared to a burglar. Wire
tapping is just high finance"
His name, 1T appeared, was Harold
Kent. He was married, was Social
list in feeling if not in theory, had been
a jockey, tout, a telegraph operator.
and hoped to learn to fly an aeroplaue
Otherwise his was an uneyentful his
tory.
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