The Hope pioneer. [volume] (Hope, N.D.) 1882-1964, 1920-12-02

: A DREAM &
2 BY MARY MORGAN WARE. x
(9. 1920. by Mcclure Newspaper Syndlcate.l

The clock struck twelve sOnorouS
notes. 1t did not disturb Agatha Jane
Bangs, nor was it in any way respon-
sible for her subsequent adventures,
unless II might say that the moon be-
ing in the height of its glory at that
time had something to do with them.
I'm not certain as to that. The moon
is blamed for IL lot of things.
Agatha Jane WAS queer Cat least,
the %ncighbors said SOY, dark and thirty.
Her father had always Unanswered to
get rid of all the might, could, or
would-be lovers as fast as they doomed
on the horizon, very much to her dis
satisfaction. Agatha Jane greatly de-
sired to commit marrimony.
The Man-in-the-Moon turned the full
benefit of his round, bcaming face on
Agatha Jane and beckoned to her.
She had two-lhirds of a mind to re-
spond. But what was the use? He
had only two-quarters to spend. SO
she turned away with Il sigh and wan
dercd down the front walk.
An invisible fairy waved his wand
NIlN tASitlllt WIS more Ill lONe WIFI lONe
than vel. Her restlessncss increased.
and she wandered OH and ON. 1t SEEM
cd to her that she had walked miles
when she was acosted by Il potential
entertainer.
Evening" he hailed, chcerfully.
Come on, II have All ice cream"
Agatha thought an ice cream would
be acceptable. 1t was awful hot for
Christmas. She had rather more than
half IL mind to accept.
"Aw, come III, Ag!!" he cntrrated,
noting her hesitation. Everybody
called her AZ, which was an aggrava-
tiun. If he had called her anything
else she would probably have one
with him, and thus started an entirely
different set of adventures.
"Who wants ice cream ut this time
Of YEAR," she retortcd, with scorn.
And tossing her head she resumed her
travels.
After some more hours had elapsed
and she had walked many miles, some
one saluted her from the curb. Rails
ing her eyes, she bcheld Il young man
sitting in I'LL automobile.
"Come on, take u spin," he invited
eagerly.
Agatha realized that it was hotter
every minute, II Il spin would be
more than pleasant. She had ut least
three-fourihs Of u mind to take the
offered ride.
'Do come, Ag. please" he begged.
Christmas might be hot, hotter, hot
test, she would receive no fnvors from
anyone who was disrespectful enough
to call her Ag. That ended it. SO She
negatived the invitation disdainfully.
Cars We're getting SO common, any
way.
She turned listlessly hOmeWard.
What was the use? 1t was growing
hotter, and there was no relief in
sight. She might as well stay home.
What an awful noise! 1t sounded
like Il world full of hornets. Now it
had stopped.
There was n handsome young man
coming toward her.
"Come take a ride in my airship,"
he sang out.
"Where is it," smiled Agatha.
"Just over there" he answered, wav-
ing his hand toward a waiting air.
plane.
She decided that it would be nicer
than anything that had been offered
and had made up her mind to go, but
long repression would not yield too
readily. Then
"Plcasc come along, AS" he said,
impaticntly.
mo, l don't think I would care for
it." she replied, coldly.
But scarcely had the words left her
mouth than he picked her up and
placed her in the airpIane. She was
glad he had and was enjoying herself
Immensely. when there came an awful
Jolt. Must have bumped q cloud.
There was another.
Gag" rbarcd a voice which did not
belong to the Angel Gabriel. Gag" 1t
came again, and the airplane hit the
earth.
'Wha'dye want!" mumblcd Agatha.
rubbing her eyes open.
Il say, come here. quick. trouble has
landed on our doorsteps," beloved her
father.
Agatha appeared very soon there
after in curl papers and kimono
Not far from the door was an air
plane, and near the doorstep lay the
~s.lniconsciOus aviator. What happen
ed next belongs not to the dream.
The town clock doomed n sOnorouS
stroke.