American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1920-01-31

Noah's a very wonderful dog" the
mate reminded him; you've said so
yourself many time. There's never
been no feat too marvellous fer Noah
TO perform. according to your stories.
Why, takin' that slipper nd be mere
child's play fer i'm. Remember the
time e opened the door o. a red-'ot
oven an stole"
You'll suffer fer this" roared the
skipper. Il know you're lynn. You"
Struck by the look on the mates face,
he paused and glanced behind him.
Slowing moving toward them across
the deck came Noah the missing slip
per In his teeth. The delighted mate
noticed that there chung to him much
of the fuzzy dust that gathers in cor
ners.
There's my proof" he said, with
ecstasy. right on time. Now oo's q
liar?"
The captain did not reply. but with
the air Of a man stalking a dangerous
animal. moved stealthily upon the
prancing Noah. The latter moved
lightly aside, just eluding his mas
ter's eager clutch. II was a game
Noah loved to play.
Don't waste time" urged the mate;
the Widow Wells is gettin' into the
waterman's skin. Why don't you take
1t from him an put II on? It's no
time to play a game"
The captain swore hoarsely. why
don't you elp me?" he shouted.
Elp man wots called me thief
an a liar!" said the mate. "Wot dye
think | ana statue o. forgiveness?
Where dye think you are--in heaven
among angels? They'd stop that Ian
guage. II you wus."
The game OF tag between tho burly
captain and the little dog continued.
to the great enjoyment of all except
the former.
why don't you put salt on his
tail?" inquired the audience lightly.
Numerous other suggestions met with
comment more forceful than elegant.
See ere" protested the mate, this
as got to stop. The waterman's skiffs
nearly ere. OWL 'alf sign look?
Mebbe she'll take II to mean you only
'alf love 'er. Call off your little game"
The maddened skipper made a wild
lunge at Noah, who again stepped
aside. Then, evidently thinking that
the fun had gone far enough, the dog
trotted calmly to the rail and tossed
the object OF the chase over the side
into the water When he turned the
captain had. the remaining slipper In
his hand, and Noah judged It prudent
to run. On the other side of the deck
the skipper let fly his weapon. which
missed its intended victim by about
two feet, and bounced over the rail-
into the river. Pausing for breath
the captain saw the mate helping the
widow aboard.
Very glad to see you, Mis- Wells.
he said, with as much dignity as could
be expected OF man In his stocking
feet; II see you're right on time"
Mrs. Wells regarded him coldly.
I'm In time to see the slippers wo'
! worked on fer days throwed In the
Thames" she said; I'm in time e
speak my mind, an then CO."
I'm sorry" murmured the dazet
captain.
"Sorry!" cried Mrs. Wells. "'E Sc.
'e's sorry" she continued to the mate
"'e's throwed my love token In the
river, an now 'e's sorry"
IT'S is nasty temper, ma am" saic
the mate; don't mind i'm. It's q
mean way"
After this" went on the widow, :"
shall give my presents where they'r,
appreciated" She smiled sweetly a
the mate, who bowed low.
Can l see you 'ome?" he inquired.
You're very good" murmured tn
fair Mrs. Wells.
Here the captain mumbled some
thing in which the word explain wa
barely audible.
There's no explanation" said tn
widow in firm tone; 81 give you
pair o. slippers to wear II you Low
me, an you throw 'em in the river.
see you. There's no explanation"
81 threw 'em at the dog" said tn
captain weakly.
Indeed" returned Mrs. Wells.
, suppose you think they was intende
! to 'elp a big, strong man fight a poo
|, innocent dog That's wot | give Eel
to you fer-to protect you. Wot ay
. full temper" she added to the mate.
, Terrible" agreed that gentlema
, heartily.
n well. it's lucky found out
time" she continued; its lucky 81
|, the mistake was maxim" She aga
smiled at the mate, and motioning
!. the skiff, which had waited. Pleas
'elp me down." she said.
, The mate did so with alacrity. tt
n waterman hastily closed his mout
which had remained open during Il
a scene Just enacted, and took up Il
7 oars. At the rail OF the Mary Jal
a stood her captain, glazing fiercely.
|, "The worst thing kin wish yor
- he said, is that she'll make you 81
pers-slippers all your life. A pt
week"
" Sour grapes" called the ma
cheerfully,