New Britain herald., 1918-02-16

Ceramic, you jest wait till
 what hearn her tell that
 DaR I guess yell think l I1afn her saw somethin'.' I ''All right, hWilliam," I returned soothingly. "Go on and tell me ex- actly what she lsaid.'
 .sYou're Werkin' For Me"
 William took a deep breath. Xvi 1 dently he was about to start at last 1 in earnest on his story. Ysee it was this way he began. 1 Me and Pete was spyin' up at 'em on the top of the bank, but there was some vines an underbrush that kind a spread over us so they couldn't see us. If the Draper gal and the man had looked around a, bit they couldn't have helped but caught us, but I guess they thought they was safe there. I s'pose the girl had looked the ground over afore the man got there-she's smart enough to think of everythin."
 Williams eyes betrayed deep admir- ation for the Draper gals talent in spite of his disapproval of her.
 Gee, she was mad when the fellow come pantin' up to her'' he went on. You see, while he was running he had taken off that gray wig of hisn an 
 he had found a chance to wash his face somewhere-thought there weren't no water around the way We went anyway his face was clean, an with his yellow hair he looked like a two- year. old"
 William shook his head in puzzled reflection over the mans skill in get ting his face washed. I started to question him concerning the box of theatrical cold cream which the man undoubtedly must have had in his pocket thus enabling him to remove his disgusting makeup in short order, but thought better of it before I had spoken. Williams S mind is a single track one; ] didn't wish to get it switched from the main line until he had completed his story. He began again in a moment.
 "'Well, l can see you failed, you blockhead,' she says when she catches sight of the man, Or you wouldn't be tearin' back this way. What hap pened? Couldn't you get into the house?'
 The man gave her one look, but didn't answer I don't take talk like that from no woman, he says kind of huffy like, and he tossed his weller hair back for all the world like a rooster a-perkin' up his comb" I couldn't help smiling at William s ! simile. Of course, I recognized the Teutonic spirit of resentful contem pt 1 for any assumption of authority by d woman. and I literally held my breath as I waited for William to depict Grace Draper's answer to the mans | words.
 That Draper gal has got gall" ho1 a 6 fri, S-jv 1 "She thought she was all alone With ! that fellow, but she wasn't a bit 1 afraid of him. Anybody could see that she was mad clean through. 'Yon poor fool.' she says. Just remember you're in this country now, not in your own, an you are working for me, me, MET
 ''I tell you. Mis- Granie, that feller looked like the devil at her. Then he spoke so fast an smooth I could scarce hear him,
 'Sraw-Frow'-" William was 1 stumbling hopelessly when I came to 1 his rescue
 ! One Ray of Cheer.
 Was the word F'raulein ?' I asked
 That's it." William returned re- Iieved
 .Frowline,' he says, if you ask me i civil questions I'll answer, otherwise i won't. Moreover he says, when get back to the city I shall inform her under wood of this little ex-eX-eXpedi- tion.'
 T spose, Mis- Gramie," William in terrupted his tale guilelesslY, 'hc meant he would tell some woman that lived in a wooden house about it, but 1t was a funny way of saying 1t weren't it?'
 ''Very funny, William.'' I returned thankful that the poor chap had con-