The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1921-12-01

"Why not?" Florence inquired. "Go
on n tell me-"
NO." said Patty, gently. you
might think it was silly"
mo, l won't"
Eyes, you might"
81 promise I won't"
"Well then-oh, Florence, I'm sure
you'll think It's sillyi"
~ promised / wouldn't"
"Well-I don't think | better say
it."
go on" Florence urged. Patty,
you got to-"
"Well, then, if / got to-" said Patty.
what | was going to say, Florence:
Don't you think your cousin Herbert
and Henry Rooter have got the incest
eyes of any boy in town?'
"Who?" Florence was staggered.
81 do" Patty said in her charming
| voice. ~ think Herbert and Henry've
got the incest eyes of any boy in
town"
you do?" Florence cried incred-
ulously.
eyes, l really do, Florence. I think
Herbert Atwater and Henry Rooter
have got just the incest eyes of any
boy in town"
"WeIl, | never heard anything like
this beforei" Florence declared.
"But don't you think they've got the
incest eyes of any boy in town?' Pat
ty insisted, appealingly.
II think" said Florence, Their
eyes are just horrable!"
"What?"
"Herbert's eyes" continued Flor
ence ardently. 'are the very worst
lookin' ole squinty eyes l ever saw,
and that nasty little Henry Rooter's
eyes"
But Patty suddenly became fdgety;
she hurried away from the fence.
Come over here, Florence" she said.
Lets go over to the other side of
the yard and talk"
And 1t was time for her to take
some such action if she wished to
show any tact. Messrs. Atwater and
Rooter, seated quietly together upon
a box on the other side of the fence
(though with their backs to the knot
hole) were beginning to show signs of
inward disturbance. Already flushed
with unexpected i~neffabilities, their
compilations had grown even pinker
upon Florence's open-hearted express
sions of opinion. Slowly they turned
their heads to look sternly at the
fence, upon the other side of which
stood the maligner of their eyes. Not
that they cared what that ole girl
thought-but she ~oughtn't to be al
lowed to go around talking like this
and perhaps p%rejudicing everybody
that had a word to say for them.
Come on over here, Florence"
called Patty huskily, from the other
side of the yard. Lets talk over
here
Florence was puzzled, but consent
ed. what you want to talk owe here
for?" she asked.
"Oh, l don't know" said Patty.
Lets go out in the front yard"
She led the way around the house,
and a moment later uttered a cry of
surprise as the firm of Atwater &
Rooser, passing along the pavement,
hesitated at the gate. Their celebrat-
ed eyes showed some doubt for a mo-
ment, then a brazenness; Herbert and
Henry decided to CONF in.
isn't this the funniest thing?"
cried Patty. after what I just a
while ago-you know, Florence. Don't
you dare to tell 'em."
81 cert'nly won't!" her hostess
promised, and, turning inhospitably to
the two callers, "What on earth you
want round here?' she inquired.
Herbert chivalrously took the duty
of response upon himself. Look
here; this is my own aunt and uncle's
yard, isn't it? If l wan to come in it,
| got a perfect right to-"
81 should say So" his partner said
why. of course !" the cordial Patty
1--WE can play some nice Sun
lay games, or something. Let's sit
on the porch steps and think what
do"
81 just as soon," said Henry Rooter.
got nothin' p'ticular to do"
81 haven't, either" said Herbert.
Thereupon, Patty sat between them
IN the steps. "This is per-ickly
rand !" she cried. "Come on, Flor
nee, aren't you going TO sit down
With all the rest of usF"
swell, pray kindly excuse me !"
aid Miss Atwater; and she added
hat she would neither sit on the
anne steps with Herbert Atwater and
henry Rooter, nor, even If they en-
her with accompanying genu-
%ections, would she have anything else
to do with them. She with
rev to the railing Of the porch at
point farthest from the steps, and,
there, swung one foot rhythmic
and sang hymns In a tone at once
laintive and inimical.
1t was not lost upon her, however,