The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1920-04-01
would be xsicome!-was eoaag g
OCCUR. Maybe Mrs. Dc Guenther hAa

sent her ticket to ooncaEt: ahos
had once before. Or maybe, since
ycu-might as we'll wish for big thinss
while you're at it. It might even be Q
ticket to ap expensive seat in 4 real
theater! Her pleasure hungry. work
heavy blue eyes burned luminous q
the idea
"bat really shouldn't WISH" she
reminded her prancing mind belated-
ly. "He may only have come down
to talk about the weather II may:nt
any OF it be true" 8
So she stood up straight and
graxeiy, and answered very aourte.
ously and holding tightly all the
amiable roundabout remarks the old
getleman was showing forward like
pawns on chessboard before tho
real game begins. She answered with
the same trained cheerfulness she
could give her library children wten
her head and her disposition ached
worst; and even warmed to vicious
enthusiasm over the state Of the
streets and the wetness of the damn
weather.
lie knows lois of real things to
say" she complained to herself. why
doesn't he say them, instead Of talk
ing editorials? l suppose this is
his bedside-no, lawyers don't have
bedside manners-well his barside
manner, then"
1t is difficult to think and listen
at the same time: by this time she
had missed a beautiful long para
graph about the street cleaning de-
partment; and something else. ap-
aperently. For her friend was hold
ing out to her a note addressed to
her lovingly in his wife's English
hand. and was saying,
which she has asked me to de-
liver | trust you have no impera-
tive engagement for tomorrow
night"
Something had happened.
why, no! Sdlu tHe LiOeTIy
Teacher delightedly. mo. indeed!
Thank you, and her, too I'd love
to come"
'.Teacher!" clamered q small choc-
olate colored citizen in a kewpie
muffler, my nav she want book
call 'Ugwin! She say it got yell
-
Just moment" said Phyllis:
and sent him upstairs with note
asking for Hugh Wynne" in the
two-volume edition She was used
to translating that small colored
boys demands. Last week he had
described to her play he called
"Eas' Limb" with the final comment.
But it want no good 'Twant no
limb in it anywhar, ner no trees
at ALL"
do you have much of that?" Mr..
De Guenther asked idly.
"Lots!" said Phyllis cheerfully.
you take special training in guess
work at library school. They call
them 'teasers.' They say they're
good for your intellect"
"Ah-yes," said Mr.. De Guenther
absently in the barside manner
And then, sitting calmly with his
silver head against Washingtons
birthday poster so that the scarlet
nj 81 oh -
ner of scalp lock, he said some
thing else remarkably real
Il have-we have-a little matter
0i business to discuss with you to-
morrow night, my dear; an offer,
may say, of different line of work.
And / want you to satisfy yourself
thoroughly -thoroughly, my dear
child, of my reputableness. Mr.. john
stone, the chief of the city library.
whose office believe to be in this
branch, is one of my oldest friends.
am. + think may say, we'll known
as a lawyer in this my native city.
should be glad to have you satisfy
yourself personally on these points.
because could it be that the
eminently poised Mr.. De Guenther
was embarrassed? Because the
line of work which I wish, or rather
my wife wishes, ito lay before you ia
lis a very different line OF work."
ended the old gentleman inconclu-
sively. There was no mistake about
II this time-h was embarrassed.
oh, Mr.. De Guenther!" cried Phil
lis before she thought, ont of the full
ness Of her heart, catching his arm
in her eagerness; "Oh. Mr. De Guen-
ther. could the very different line Of
work have a-have rose garden at
tached to II anywhere?" ssa.,
Before she was fairly finished she
knew what silly question she had
asked How could any line Of work
she was qualified 70 do possibly have
rose gardens attached to it? You
cant cataiog roses on neat cards,
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