Evening star., 1920-11-28

'S'pose the Fairs without . floor
walker day or two more. Mr.. Foddie
while you're getting well. Yol
| mustn't overdo right of.'
Some little bouncing ball. am, eh
Down on Saturday, right in the middle
Of mill-end sale, and up on Monday
ready as . lighting cock for the be-
ginning Of the semi-annual clearin'."
'Oh. Mr.. Foddie. forgetting righ'
away and taking all sorts Of risks
when the doctor told you that excite.
ment-is dangerous and"
Nothing is dangerous around thi.
here JOINT. Miss Annie. except you"
''Cut that"
"Whatd say that was wrongT
Nothing. but cut 1t: that's ALL"
Il was only fooling. Annie"
WHAT"
Miss Annie. I was only fooling. Mis-.
Annie. like to see you get mad with
that red-haired temper OF yours and
those great big. beautiful-'
''Cut 1t. / said" She moved back
from him into the gloom Of halls and
toward her open door.
well. of all the little spitdres!'
The cry rose. thin as q quairs. and
she turned back toward him.
''He was croupy all night. Mr.. F>od.
die: could hear him. Did you dx uy
the tent over his crib and burn
creosote under It like showed your
"Just don't know. Miss Annie. whats
ailing the little fellow. Got the lamp
alrighty. but what does It mean, Miss
Annie. whom his little body is hot all
over. not real feverish. but just hot?
Dry-like."
'1ll see" She was past him into
tho three-windowed third-noor front
and toward a small crib In its corner.
bending over and into It. her large
white hands gripping its sides.
TT he needs doctor. Miss Annie,
''Sh-h-h-h" She raised her face
to him with her finger laid across
her lips. Hes dropped off again.
It's nothing the matter with the little
fellow. Mr. Foddle, but just Group.
My-my little one used to get just
this way. too-hot and dry-skinned.
but not real feverish. Just you burn
creosote tonight again and see how
1t fixes him up"
He advanced toward her, sloughing
in his felt slippers the length Of the
moor. There was spaciousness and
an air Of upholstered comfort about
chilly category cory "Viat Of the neatly ~ E" fure une
nished." An upholstered sofa. bulgy
but spacious, was drawn out along
side q fireplace cut in a monstrous
marble mantelpiece and shaped like
an inverted U. A patent rocker up
relics Of Mr.. Foddie's connubiai era
sat by, and folding bed, already
swung to concealment behind red
rep curtains. A lambrequin. with ball
fringe. hung from the mantelpiece.
Before this mantel. its pier mirror Of
better DAYS tilted to reflect the room.
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Kineady there beside the crib
IF that kid Of mine gets any
fonder OF you. Miss Annie, his pail
get Jealous"
Hes the sweetest little thing. and
80 smart for only three"
Image OF his pa"
'He-he just don't look one bit like
you. Mr.. Foddie."
There you go again. running me
.'Why. he-he's Just the sweetest
little thing: M, Foddie. Yesterday,
down to the store with me in the
afternoon. Wasn't q trimmer On the
floor wasn't just crazy about him;
even old Einstein went out and
bouEht him . sack Of candy"
to the store. Girls from one end
OF the ioor to the other just honey
the little geexer Co."
She withdrew her hand softly from
the heart Of the crib, but q little
vail rose with It.
replaced It with . tremolo Of great
pride in her voice: The likes II"
r + =
MR.. Foddie seated himself in the
carpet rocker and fitted the ten
tips Of his fingers together. His
mustsche. % suspiciously lighter than
the hair. brushed 80 painstakinRly
across the thinning spot. raised again
in . smile. revealing Q nash of teeth
and celluloid-ioolxing gums.
go do l." he said.
'What!''
Like it."
Her. glance dashed to tn. door. 1t
stood open.
None Of that" she said.
why not"
You know why not"
You great big beauty, you, what's
that got to do with ftr
Nothing to you and lots to me-"
you've left him.
"Have not!'
'Whatta you call living away from
him like this six months and trimmin'
hats for q livfn'. I'd like to know, II
It ain't that? New way OF Lying with
your man"
'T know what I'm doing. What you
don't know about my business would
NIL book"
Trying to reform a drunk, eh9 Bet
ter try to run the Mississippi river up
Warrington avenue"
What DO you know? Why. he
night left. and rye got his sister to
prove it, He's taken the pledge six
months ago and is a. sound rs . dol
lar since. IL know what I'm dofng!'
Then why don't you 60 back II
you amt afraid? Why amt you fol-
lowing up the postmsrk on them let
hatrack all the time? You're so crazy
about him you wouldn't even see him
that time he came to town after you.
got that straight from Beasley her
amt afraid?'
"why. you-you don't know nothing
about how things are with me and
and him. I've stuck this long, and TO
make sure TIL stick 1t out another
few months IL 1t kills me. Liddy her
self says should I'm going to soc
it through until May day, and then
IL it's lasted-rll be sure enough to 60
home and
"Uuntil whenT
'Until-aw. what's II 20 yoc? It's
my business"
You big sassy doll. don't you talk
to me like that. you big sassy doll.
you"
"Ain't you ashamed, tryin' to cut up
like that Wtth-with her. your-your
wife only dead two years?"
'Whst's that got to do with !?
Lots"
II married her late and she died on
me early. that's all there's to that.
That's ali, What has been amt got
nothing to do with now. Give her 2