New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1920-09-05

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after ALL" And Julia: ooh, Noble,
was it you that he speaks Of all day
long as his unknown new Sir WAL
ter Raleigh'?"
Suddenly he saw will-o'- the-wisp
Opportunity dancing before him, and
ne paused not one instant to con-
slider, but acted. He had just
reached a crossing, and down the
cross street, walking away from
Noble, was the dim figure Of a man
carrying an umbrella. It was just
perceptible that he was Fat man,
struggling with seeming feebleness
lin the wind and making poor prog
ress. Mr.. Atwater, moving up
Julia's street, was out of sight from
the cross street where struggled the
fat man.
Noble ran swiftly down the cross
street, jerked the umbrella from the
fat mans grasp; ran back, with
hosrse sounds dying out behind him
I'm the storm and dark; turned the
corner; sped after Mr.. Atwater:
overlook him and thrust the UNI
breha upon him; and then, not paus-
ing the shortest instant for thanks
or even recognition, sped onward,
proud and joyous, into the stormy
dusk, leaving his beneficiary far be-
hind him,
Il r. Il
TN HIS young enthusiasm he had
u indeed done something for Mr..
Atwater. In fact, Mobiles kind
ness had done as much for Mr.. A.
water as Julia's gentleness had done
for Noble, but how much both Julia
and Noble had done was not revealed
in'full until the next evening.
1t was a warm and moonshinv
night Of air unusually dry, and vet
Miss Florence Atwater sneezed fire.
quently as she sat upon the side
porch at the house Of her Great
aunt Harriet and her Greatuncle
Joseph. Florence had q cold in the
head though how it got to her head
was process involved in the mys-
ferrous ways of colds, since Flor
ence's was easily to be connected
with her cousin Herbert's remark
that he wouldn't never be caught
takin' his death O cold sittin' on the
damp grass in the night air just to
listen to lot o. tooty-tooty. 1t ap-
peared from Florence's narrative to
those interested listeners, Aunt Har-
riet and Uncle Joseph, that she had
been sitting on the grass in the night
air when both air and grass were ex-
traordinarily damp. In brief, she
had been at her post soon after the
storm cleared on the preceding eve
ming, but she had heard no tooty-
tooty: her overhearings were of
sterner stuff.
"Well, what did Julia say then? ''
Aunt Harriet asked eagerly.
"She said she'd go up and lock
herself in her room and stuff cush-
ions over her ears if grandpa didn't
quit maxim such a FUSS
"And what did he say?"
"He made more rumpus than
ever," said Florence. "He went on
and on, and told the whole thing
over and over again; he seemed like
ne couldn't tell it enough, and every
time he told it his voice got higher
and higher till it was all kind Of
squealy. He said he had his rain
coat on and he didn't want an UNI
brella, anyhow, and hadn't ever car
ried one single time in fourteen
years! And he took on about Noble
Dill and all this and that about how
You bet he knew who it was! He
said he'd know Noble Dill in the
dark by his terrible cigarette smell
if nothin' else, and, anyway, it
wasn't too dark SOS he couldn't see
his skinny little shoulders, and any
way he saw his face. And he said
Noble didn't hand him the umbrella !;
he stuck it all down over him like
he was somep'n on hire he wanted to
put out, or somewhere; and before
he could get out Of it and throw it
away this ole fat man that it be-
longed to and was chasin' Noble, he
hit grandpa from behind, or some
pm, and they both fell down and
just had to sit there fussin' against
each other; and then after while
they got up and grandpa saw it was
somebody he knew and told him for
Heavens sake why didn't he take
his ole umbrella and 60 on home !;
and so he did, because it was raining
just awful, and ! guess he probably
had to give up; he couldn't outtalk
grandpa"