Carroll County democrat. (Huntingdon, Tenn.) 188?-1971, 1918-12-20


the oder Of giolets. Worse and worse
thought he she was trying to hide
her infamy from him.
"Oh, nothing ne growled IN a wis.
per- and then they tripped on the
stage.
But the strain and the heat Led
taken their toll Of her slenter
strength, and several times she neaiy
tripped him as they whirled around
the stage. He was horrorstrueki Sic
must be intoxicated. And then, IS
they bowed themselves Off the jeas
of several in the audience smote n
his ears. He hurried toward ~
dressing room.
Bart" she cried after him, "areFt
you going to take an enc0re!"
NWith youg he gr5Wled over his
shoulder as he FASTENED on. "Neveil
I'm throughn
As he disappeared In the back &
the stage she gave a little cry AM
ran after him. Timidly she opened
the door Of dressing room B and then
started back, for a woman's hat aHi
clothes met her eyes and struck hg
with horror.
SO that's whyT she gasped to her
self, "I-Tm going home"
M@
An hour later, as Bart Fendall dis
consolately passed the parlor IN the
Garden clearinghouse, he heard two
loud voices, and then at what he
heard he stood transhxed.
9Th poor sinp," one was saying
and he recognized the voice as Flo
Darrett's. 9Th idea Of country
Jane comm up here an grabbin' all
tn favOrs. An then Cryin' about it.
in tn bargain. She's talkin' about
quittln'- goin' home tonight"
~ can't please some people" can
the indignant answer. 9TH lucky stifl
Grabbed Jes' cause you sh0t you
cigarette stump In her room, an now
she's yelpin' cause she got some
liquor on her hat. Why ] seen til
time when I'd a. been tlckled stidf t
get Whit o. tn joy-water."
"Guess she's prohibition pin"
agreed the other, matter-of-factly.
How'd she grab Bart Fendall, ] won
der7 1t gets me how these guys u
fau fer a baby.doll mllkmald."
Bart had heard enough. With four
bounds he cleared the steps to the sec
ond floor and flung himself into q
room at the end Of the hall. A tired,
disheveled little girl with moist eyes
and dropping figure turned In surprise
to meet him.
"Jean, I'm so sorry" he gasped.
brOkenly. Il didn't know, II"
She drew back stifiy, but her eyes
had a hurt look.
"Don't apologize Bart" she an.
swered in a low tone. ST. suppose
you like her. I'll don't blame you.
FIN such a-frump."
Like herr" echoed Bart, puzzled.
"a frump--you9 NeverI' You're the
sweetest, darlingest girl in North
America, Europe, Asia, AZ"
"Don't-Bart." she protested, as he
leaned coward her eagerly, T know
all. I'll can't blame you. Mabels am
awfully pretty girl-a--"
whats all thiS?" he queried, dag
eddy. mabel? Mabel whol'
Il SAVIOR myself" she asserted
quietly. I'll was looking for you in
B, and, / saw her things. Then de-
cided to go home-back to Salisbury
Bart stared at her dumbly then his
vision cleared and, leapIng toward her,
he drew her into his arms, despite her
weak resistance, and laughed al0ndAu
you saw her In BIZ he guffawed.
shaking with laughter 'Oh-oh.s
Then he grew serious. why, you liz.
tie dear, they changed dressing rooms
on me tonight. gave mine up will
ingly, as I'm going to take vaca-
ton. II thought I'd work couple
of weeks later-to get a little honey.
moon fund-for you and me. Er-1
got fooled on stump and you got
stumped on a fool Why, Mabel can't
hold a candle to You've little
darling. So let's both quit being fools
and take to tn stumps-th old moss
grown stumps down by tn cool Chop
tank-just you and leone on--will
yuhT e
And the answer she dreamily whls-
pered partially accounts for the Dane
ing Darretts' present occupancy Of the
room over the alley, with a window
through which to shoot their stumps.
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