The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1919-10-17
CHAPTER iI-continued.

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sYour sister stole II for Tue I" George
instantly replied, checking the pony
"che stole 1t of our clo'esline an gave
Il 20 me-"
y, sYou 20 get you hair cutw said
tho stranger hot,ya YAH haven't
got ely sister,
~ know YOU haven't at home"
George Responded. II mean the one
that's in JAZZ
81 dag you to get down Off that
pony!"
George Jumped to the ground, and
tho other boy descended from the Rev.
Mr.. Smiths gatepost-but he descend
cd inside the gate. ~ dare you out
side that gate." said George.
"Yahl dare you half way here.
] dare you"
But these were luckfess challenges,
xor Georgie Immediately vaulted the
,ftslce-and four minutes later Mrs.
Malloch Smith, hearing strange noises,
looked forth from a window; then
screamed. and dashed for the pastors
study. Mr.. Malloch Smith, that grim
bearded preacher, came to the front
gard and found his visiting nephew
being rapidly prepared by Master Min
afer to serve as principal figure in
a pageant Of massacre. 1t was with
great physical difficulty that Mr..
Smith managed to give his nephew a
chance to escape into the house, for
George was hard and quick, and In
r,ich matters remarkably intense; but
uLe minister, after grotesque tussle,
got him separated from his opponent
and shook him.
"You stop that, you'll" George cried
hcrcely, and wrenched himself away.
II guess you don't know who am !"
"Yes, I do known the angered Mr..
Smith retorted. II know who you are,
and you're disgrace to your mother |
Your mother ought to be ashamed Of
herself to allow"
shut up about my mother bein'
ashamed Of herselfT"
Mr.. Smith, exasperated, was unable
TO close the dialogue with dignity.
"She ought to be ashamed" he repeat
ed. "A woman that lets a had boy
like you"
But George had reached his pony
and mounted. Before setting Off at his
accustomed gallop he paused to inter-
rupt the Rev. Malloch Smith again.
"You pull down your vest, you ole
billygoat, you'll" he shouted, distinctly.
Pull down your vest, wipe of your
Gilman go to h-p
Such precocity Is less unusual, even
IN children Of the Rich, than most
grown people imagine. However, IL
was new experience for the Rev.
Malloch Smith, and left him In state
Of excitement He at once wrote a
note to Georges mother, describing
the crime according to his nephew's
testimony, and the note reached Mrs.
Minafer before George did. When he
got home she read it to him sorrow
fully.
Dear Madam: Your son has caused a
painful distress in my household. He
made an unprovoked attack upon a little
nephew of mine who is visiting In my
household, insulted him by calling him
vicious numes and falsehoods, stating that
ladies' OF mis- family were In Jail. He then
tried to make his pony kick him, and
when tho child. who Is only eleven years
Old, while your son Is much older and
stronger. endeavored to avoid his indigni-
ties and withdraw quietly. he pursued
him into the Enclosure Of my property and
brutally assaulted him. When l appeared
upon this scene he deliberately called in
sulting words to me. concluding with pro-
family. such as go to H." which was
heard not only by myself but by my wife
and the lady who lives next door. / trust
euch stnte OF undlsciplined behavior
may be rsmedied for the sake OF the rep
utatfon for propriety, IL nothing higher of
the family to which this unruiy child be-
Tonga
George had muttered various inter-
ruptions. and as she concluded the
reading no said:
Hes an ola liari"
George, you mustn't say liar
Isn't this letter the truthr'
We'll" said George. 'how old am
.Ten." 49,
well, look how he says Tn oloer
than hoy eleven years old
That's true" said Isabel. "He
does. But isn't some Of It true
Georgief" ga.
George felt himself to be in DIFF.
fculty here, and he was silent.
George. did you say what he says
you did?"
(Which one7
"Did you tell him toto Did you
say. Go to h-r"
George looked worried for a mo
ment longer; then he frightened. Ills
ten here. mamma: grandpa wouldn',
wipe his shoe on that ole story teller
would he7" ckf n tn,g(s
George, you mustn't"
II mean: none Of the Ambersoni
Wcnsdn't haDx ANYTHING 10 do viii