The Idaho Springs siftings-news., 1919-08-22
CHAPTER II-contInued.

CHAPTER ll-ContInued.
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"Your sister stole it for me !" George
instantly replied. checking the pony.
"She stole 1t OF our clo'esline an gave
1t to me-"
"You go get your hair cut" said
the stranger hotly. "Yahl I haven't
got any sister"
II know you haven't at home"
George responded. II mean the one
that's in JAIL"
II dare you to get down OF that
ponyp
George jumped to the ground, and
the other boy descended from the Rev.
Mr.. Smiths gatepost-but he descend
ed inside the gate. II dare you out
side that gate" said George.
"Yahi' I dare you half way here.
I dare you"
But these were luckless challenges,
for George Immediately vaulted the
fence-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
yard and found his visiting nephew
being rapidly prepared by Master Min
afer to serve as a 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
Georgie was hard and quick, and in
such matters remarkably intense; but
the minister, after a grotesque tussle,
got him separated from his opponent
and shook him.
You stop that, you'll" George cried
hercely, and wrenched himself away.
-T guess you don't know who 1 am r.
eyes. 1 do know!" the angered Mr..
Smith retorted. "I know who you are,
and you're a disgrace to your mother
Your mother ought to be ashamed of
herself to allow"
"Shut up about my mother bein'
ashamed Of herself I"
Mr.. Smith. exasperated, was unable
to close the dialogue with dignity.
''She ought to be ashamed" he repeat
ed. "A woman that lets a bad 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, your he shouted, distinctly.
Dxrn rrrfr Of
Gilman go to h"
Such precocity is less unusual, even
in children of the Rich, than most
grown people imagine. However, 1t
was a new experience for the Rev.
Malloch Smith, and left him in a 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 little
nephew of mine who is visiting in my
household, insulted him by calling him
vicious names and falsehoods, stating that
ladies' of his family were in jail. He then
tried to make his pony kick lin, and
when the child, who is only eleven years
DID, while your son is much older and
stronger. endeavored to avoid his indigni-
ties and withdraw quietly, he pursued
him into the inclosure of my property and
brutally assaulted him. When appeared
upon this scene he deliberately called in
sulting words to me, concluding with pro-
faufty Ego to h. which was
heard not only by myself but by my wife
and the lady who lives next door. trust
such a state of undisciplined behavior
may be remedied for the sake of the rep
utation for propriety, If nothing higher, of
the family to which this unruly child be-
longs.
George had muttered various inter-
ruptions, and as she concluded the
reading he said:
Hes an ole liarI'
"Georgie. you mustn't say liar
Isn't this letter the truth?"
"Well," said George, chow old am
I?p
"Ten."
well, look how he says I'm older
than boy eleven years old"
That's true" said Isabel. "He
does. But isn't some of it true.
Georgie7''
George felt himself to be in diff
fculty here, and he was silent.
George, did you say what he says
you did?"
(which oneY
did you tell him Toto Did you
say, Go to h-r"
George looked worried for mo-
ment longer; then he frightened. Ills
ten here, mamma; grandpa wouldn't
wipe his shoe on that ole story teller,
would he2"
"Georgie, you mustn't"
81 mean: none of the Ambersons
wouldn't have anything to do with