The Aberdeen weekly. [volume] (Aberdeen, Miss.) 1878-1933, 1921-12-16
PART I-continued.


At times the noted eyes of Atwater
& RoOter were gentIed DER with the
soft cast Of enchantment, especially
when Patty felt called upon TO reprove
the two with little cOquetries of slaps
and pushes Noted for her sprightli-
ness. she was never sprightlier; her
pretty laughter footed continuously
and the gentlemen accompanied with
dOting sounds so repulsive to Florence
that without being actively conscious
Of what she did, she embodied the
phrase, perfectly sickening" in the
hymn she was grooming. and repeated
It over and over to the air of Rock
OF Ages"
''Now / tell you what let's play"
the versatile Patty proposed. after ex-
hausting the pleasures of "GeOg-
raphy." Ghosts" and other tests of
intellect Lets play Truth. Wen
each take a paper and a pencil. and
then each Of US asks the other one
some question. and we hat to write
down the answer and sign your name
and fold it up so nobody can see it ex-
cept that one. and we hat to keep it
n secret and never tell as long as we
live"
"AIl right" said Henry Rooter.
'T'Ii be the one to ask you a question,
Patty"
no" Herbert said promptly. 81
ought to be the one to ask Patty"
"Why ought you?" Henry demanded.
"Why ought you?"
Listen - Patty cried. ct know the
way Wen do. I'll ask each Of you
question-we hat to whisper it-and
each one of you'll ask me one, and
then Wen write it. ThatH be simply
grand - she clapped her hands; then
checked herself "Oh. 1 guess we
can't. either. We haven't got any pa
per and pencils unless" Here she
seemed to recall her hostess. "Oh.
Florrie. dear! Run i'm the house and
get us some paper and pencils"
Florence gave no sign other than
to increase the Ioudness of her voice
as she sang "Perfly sick'ning. clef'
for me. let me perf'ly sick-kin-ning !"
1--WE got plenty" said Herbert. as
ne and Henry produced pencils and
their professional notebooks and sup
piled their fair friend and themselves
with material for Truth" "Come on.
Patty, whisper me whatever you want
to-
mo: I ought to have her whisper
me first" Henry Rooter objected. 'I'n |
write the answer to any question; |
don't care what its about"
''Well. its got to be the truth. you
know" Patty warned them. I'VE all |
haf to write down just exackly the |
truth on our word of honor and sign |
our name. PromiseT"
"An right" said Patty. Now I'll /
Henry a question first. and |
then you can whisper yours to me
first. Herbert"
This seemed to fill all needs happily,
and the whispering and writing began.
and continued with a coziness little
10 the taste of the piously singing
Florence. She altered all previous
opinions of her friend Patty and when
the latter finally closed the session
on the steps and announced that she
must 60 home, the hostess declined
10 accompany her into the house to
help her find where she had left her
hat and wrap.
II haven't the least idea where I
took 'em or Patty declared I'm the
ARREST manner. eff you won't come
With me. Florrie. s'pose you just call
n the front door and tell your mother !
% get 'em for me-"
"Oh they're somewhere in there"
aid Florence coldly. not ceasing to .
wing her foot and not turning her I
read "You can find 'em by yourself
presume or If you can't TIL have I
'ur maid throw 'em out in the yard, I
II somep'm tomorrow" s
"WeIl. thank youl" Miss Fairchild s
ejoined. as she entered the house.
The two boys stood waiting, having
n mind 10 go with Patty as far as I
er own gate. That's a pretty way
0 speak to company Herbert adj '
ressed his cousin with heavily marked
everity Next time you do anything e
Ike that I'll march straight in the
ouse and inform your mother of the e
act"
Florence still swung her foot and .
,oked dreamily away. She sang, to b
ne air of Rock Of Ages: 6
Henry Rooter-Herbert. too-they
lake me sick-that's what they do 7. Ii
However. they were only too well 9