South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1920-11-14

Dicky was in a particularly apollo
Eetie mood. following his tempestu-
Gus outburst OF the afternoon. That
10 was am unfair advantage 10 take
~ his repentance ] wei knew, but /
rtlVed my conscience with the re-
miuder that Mrs TIGER deserved "a
flr greater reward than cordial
welcome or the acceptance OF her
invitation TO the cider making the
next day wondered apprehens-
lively. however. whether Dicky's
good nature would Doe elastic enough
90 assent graciously 10 the cider
making scheme.
AS il turned out ! need not have
feared. Dickys sense Of the pic
turcsque was captured from the
first entrance OF the TIGER family
wizcued. fcrrct-cycd sam TIGER lead
ing the way. with his Amazonian
wife close behind him. and Jerry
bringing up the rear. grinning
I'VE thought we'd come over and
set "a spell and meet the skipper
sam TIGER said iovialIy. and Dicky
promptly put such good humored
I cordially into his conversation with
them that when they left they were
an evidently under the spell of 'the
shippers personality. had oh
served even in my short sOjourn
among old sea-farins people of the
east end of the island 10 refer 10 the
I head of every household as the
skipper or "the captain" regard
/ less of whether ne has anything TO
T do with the sea or not
IL is never Dicky's way to do any
I thing half-heartedly, and ne not
( only accepted with apparent delight
I the invitation TO the cider-making
I cf the next day but when the NOR
row came fl was hard TO tell which
was the more delighted with the
/ various processes of the cider max
\ ing. he or Marion. who was literally
3 dancing with JOY during most of the
day. He picked up apples with
3 jerry helped Mrs TIGER wash them
+ i'm big tubs and under the tUtelage
/ of the elder TIGER fed them into
: the hopper. and following the grind
/ Ing, frightened the press and watch
/ cd with boyish delight the oozing
, forth Of the amber apple juice.
Il don't know when I've had such
bully time" he declared as we
+ drove home. I at the wheel, Dicky
/ beside me with Marion perChed on
/ his lap. while Lillian and my father
( guarded from breakage two large
/ jars of sweet cider.
/ And the best thing about il all is
/ that he really means it," Lillian de
/ Clared when we were talking things
. over q little later Il must confess
! L had my qUalms about this affair
when ! knew that the Dicky- bird
was let i'm for it. but everything has
turned out beautifully. It is an odd
and enjoyable finale Of our outing.
. for the next day or two will be
simply getting ready to go home.
Hcigh hO!" she stretched her arms
above her head. "I wonder what's
waiting for US at home2''
It was seemingly an idle speech,
out I echoed il with emphasis in
my soul.
Dicky's apologize good nature
withstood even the strain of "a motor
drive home with me at the wheel. al
+ though ] feared every minute Of
the way that something untoward
would happen TO upset him. He had
refused fatty 10 drive back. al
I though I urged him TO do so. but
ne did not accompany his refusal
with the Contemptuous reference TO
+ my car with which he had greeted
nay FIRST mention OF his driving. In
( stead he was amused!y indulgent
. concerning the whole thing.
What" ne exclaimed. when I
. preached the subject. deprive you
7 of tooling this chariot along the
boulevards and turning in TO our an
. cestral estate amid the cheers of
our family and retainers7 Nevaire.
. nevaire, could I bee so CrOO- el-so
+ selfish. Nay, nay. my dear. YOU
drove out and you viii drive back
I TT tire leaks or something like
that TN be Johnny on the spot as
far as I know"
Heaven help the tire" Lillian
apostrophiZed, passing us with her
arms full of freshly Numbered cloth
ing which she was packing.
Pay no attention TO that woman.
I Madge.' Dicky commanded. "She is
simply so eaten up with jealousy of