Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1919-07-11
PEEvER'S ROMANCE
BY PEARL sAAoo MEYER.

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~Ahem. ahem :" Dir. recver. posing
before the sitting room mirror. cleared
his throat ylgorously
MY dear FlossIe Jane. may have
the honor OF Offering That sounded
all wrong Mr. Peever sighed. II he
made such mess OF the rehearsals
how would he carry through the pro-
posai ITSELF This was the worst Job
De had ever tackled. ne thought dr.
maily. StIil II had 10 be done
At this junclure. II Mr Peeyer had
been Ike some men. he would have
cheercd himself by turning his thoughts
70 his hank account. As 81 was, how
ever, he commenced mediiniiug on his
bald spot Even here he found con-
ISOLATION lie noted with satisfaction
that it did not show when his hat
was on. ~fhcrc IL always something
70 be thankful for auoih SIR reeyer.
with thoughtful eye he glanced
about the cosy sitting room and won-
dered how Mrs i,oilas his faithful
housekecpef. would accept the change.
Young women were not o. precise
about house as settled folks. or
course Fiossie Jane would bring that
hull pup Aud. o. course. the bun pup
would tear the lace curtains. And. of
course. Mrs. Rollins would have a thou
sand fiis
The distance from his house to hers
was not great
The trim maid answered his sum
mons. Ne. Miss f'iossle was not &C
home.
crestfnlleu Mr. Pecver started down
the steps which he had assembled with
such high hopes
His meanderlngs led him back TO the
park.
Suddenly he started and glanced
cautiously over his shoulder
SAY. came a voice from the gloom.
"who's that fellow that hangs around
your placer
He's friend Of dads What do
sou suppose De calls mef 'tlossie
Jane She drawied the words with
comic emphasis mo one else ever
calls me That ! can't holp the Jane.
IL WAS wished on me when I was too
little 70 object continued ihc flippant
voice.
rs he rch7' qaeried the masculine
speaker.
"Yoa last bet he IS. laughed the
girl But. Oh. ynu bald spot 4 dnct
" filters followed This sally.
Followed more talk of personal ma
lure. such conversation as Mr. Peever
himself had hoped TO share with Flos-
sic Jane. Finally the two arose to de-
part As the sound Of their footsteps
came nearer. Mr.. reeyer sat bolt up
right. gazing lnnocently ut the starry
heavens. lie held himself sosweli in
hand that Ia answer 70 Flossie's
GREATNESS Good evening" he man.
aged 20 give quite natural start of
surprise.
The couple passed ON.
DO you suppose he heard usf"
whispered the girl Ia clear voice that
carried straight to Mr. Peevcr's bench.
''What DO you care n he dldf" Was
he louder, unconcerned response Of
YER escort.
Alone 10 the comforting circle OF ,
amplight. Mr.. reevcr clasped and un. I
insped his hands clasped them agaln {
nd uneiaspcd theu
The light FROM his own sitting room
rlekled entleineIy through the lilac .
ranches that shaded the window. Mrs. .
,oilins was Ia there he could see her ,
owed head She WAS sewing ON but
pms and darnng holes he thought
Iith a thrin or quiet satisfaction with
sudden spring ia his step Mr., Fewer
uttered biz own door.
On the threshold Of the sitting room
O halted. Mrs Roiiius glanced up aud
odded a greeting As II he had not
zen her. SIR Pceger stood solcnnly
azing over her head. After moment; Il
Mrs. Rollins sslis Is strange o
Grid" he commenced lmpressiscly Z,
Mrs Rollins dropped her sewing and u
Oked anxiously into his face q
why what shr calculated. b
NNatkt tuihEA happen ~ g. con >
nucd Sir fccyer, sim riveiing his
ne on the walt
sYes--yes hrenihed the widow.
expression ~ alarm ovefspreading .,
y round face.
I knew your late husband very -
sll" Mr. feevcr's goncs were "a. y,
real =,
Yes" She leaned forward. breath y.
g wifh Suspense.
SIR FerFer inhaled deeply, prepared
+ The plunge lost courage and Hop
4 hroadside "fe was good man"
'se bp sas. Mr. peever SO he was, ce
IS. Rollins shifted mcusGluly ia "a
,mory y iic lurs-asparicd %
There Was . aecp silence. Suddenly
/. reerer flung his arms despairlngly -.
ihe alf aud commenced frnnlically =
pace fhe ROOM
Mrs fioilins b. booned. striving 2
pluck courage from the sturdy yigor
his oen voice = ain trying 10 tell 2
q that ! want To MARRY you but you