American Falls press. [volume] (American Falls, Idaho) 1907-1937, 1919-03-28
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April Fools
Paradise
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BY EDITH MORGAN wILLETT


for it. So, naturally, was the hrsi OF
April-Our ancient feast day sacred 10
the observance of practical Jokes.
It must be explained Just here lhhl
bud was q born Joker, having n SENSE
OF huinor which. might truly be called
'savlng.' from the fact that he IN
yarIably practiced II M other people
expense. or this particular morning
for instance, literally 40 paids lilh
been spared.
The day was still young, the hour
being s "a. M. but already IN order 10
celebrate II properly old Miss SKIP
worth, a fellow boarder, had been
operated upon with most satisfactory
results.
Miss SkIpworth hated travelling AMI
had a cat-like horror Of rain. And II
wns u rnlny morning. She had hlso
been overheard referring 10 BUD ny
ian empty.headed young ldler.'
Therefore an imperative Telegram
from her lnwyer had Just arrived,
summonIng her to New York on 'nr-
gent business" And even rs the iu'
thor OF II sat by his cozy slttlng.r0oln
fire. he could heal from the next room
the sounds of excited feminine hustle,
and n slrili voice issuing unlntelllgille
directions.
From time to time other tones
chlmed In, too, at which Bud look'd
n little penslve; for that second Voice
belonged to Miss Skipworth's niece
and his own best glrl-the sole rcn-
son, In fact, why he at twenty-one'
with n fortune and an automobile,
was wasting both ut u suburban Fam
ly hotel Instead of dlsportlng them at
Newport or AT Palm Bench,
The thought of Phylys Folsom, on
this especial morning, howcver, was
not entirely welcome, as 1t reminded
Remington Of some ore else In the
house, aud he became suddenly, irrlt-
ably conscious Of noises coming from
the vernndn underneath his room.
"There's that Pomer0y now J. he
unused dlsgustedly. "Trpnplng about
and incoming up ut her window, ns
usual. Oh, the unuttcrablc fooll JUST
because Phylys Is kind enough to no
tlce him occasionally, when I'm not
round, he has the brass to fall In love
with her Or Enthusiastically
~ ~
she hasn't the brass, with only II mis-
cradle law business TO depend upon"
Mr.. Bennington stretched himself
luxurlonsly In his sllkiined dressing
gown and continued his reflection.
~ suppose the truth Is, Phyiys u
sorry for pQmeroy. Wei, wh'
wouldn't be? What u life
Every dny hnrd at work In the city
grinding away half the night over hi
lnw.booksl Geei ! wonder what tn
poor devil would do IL some one lief
him n fortune-Or a fake fortune
JlmmIny crlcketsl Hdw's that for III
April foolf"
Pulling a piece of paper toward him
he selected n pen with care ana he
gun TO write;
New York, April /.
MY Dear sir:
| have Just deposited to your credl
nj the Fifth Avenue bank OF this cit
the sun of $500. the amount, wit
Interest ut O per cent, of u loan mad
10 me by your father ten years ago,
regret very much that | was nnnbl
10 repay It during his lifetime, but ~
only lust In condition to discharge u
obligation which has laid very henvll
on my mind.
Believe me, with sincere regards,
Very truly yours,
Douglas Wallace.
Pursuing his lips thonghtfully, !
now proceeded TO forge n check, NJ
then, examining the letter With It's G
closure into u business envelol
turned the latter over In order to wrl
ON its bnck In tiny letters two meo
Ingful words appropriate to the sense
.perhnps he'll see them when
doesn't find the money nj the banl
Remington surmiscd, with u 81
chuckle, "and then won't he be r
pingl"
lie was still hard at work five m
utes later when u knock ut the de
made him start gplltlly, hut II "
only one of the numerous "liuttot
ia the house, bearing u stcnmii
smoking, breakfust-tray. Benning'
huiled both jubilnntly, Got u job
you, SAM" he announced. Now list
my boy"
Wheeling around, he dropped
voice IN u rev NHlSleltu uli'NtN'
There was the cllnk OF coin follow
by the CLEAN OF African teeth, an,
fervent "T'ank ye, sab. rrus'
sah!"
Gazing ~anxlously Mt the d~lhlng'ro
door. Remington saw II open :
denly.
Dear mei' cried u familiar hi
pitched voice. Heres the trap
readyl Phylys. dear, Just get
bag; hurry.
"Ah. there's Pomeroy !"
lie glanced down at u tall yoI
man putting IN his hat la the b
and then drew back. with an lrres
BILE chpckle. as the form OF Sam
peared solemnly In h doorway b
ing out an envelope. with these