Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-12-21

so bad all afternoon. He whinei 10,
Poor soul he was hot, but he did
suhM- You usually want to get
MT. lake to walk down to the lake
shore? (The girl can stay home.) or
go to the movies? Come on, let's go
70 the movies! Or shall we jump In
the car and u out to Sans for a
swim? 2"
I'm rather tired"
tonight, on the couch? Be cooler.
I'm going to bring down my mattress,
Come on! Keep the old man company.
tell might got scared OF bur
glars. Lettin' little fellow like me
stay all alone by himself!n
TITS sweet Of you to think of it.
but 1 like my own room so much. Blu,
you go ahead and do it, dear:;W Why
don't you sleep on the cou~ch.5%instead
of putting your mattress on the floor?
we'll / believe I'll ruR in, and read
for just a second-vant to look at.the
last Vogue-and then perhaps I'll 90
by-by. Unless you want me. dear?
Of course if there's anything you
fea NO. No. ~ Matter, Of fact
I really ought to run down and see
Mrs. Champ Perry. She's ailins. So
YOU skip in and May drop in at
the drug store. II I'm not home when
you set sleepy, don't wait up for me-"
He, kissed. her, rambled of, nodded
to Jim Rowland. stopped indinerently
to speak to Mrs. Tory Gould. But
his heart was racing, his stomach was
CONSTRUCTED. He walked more. slowly.
He reached Dave Dyer's yard. He
glanced in. On the porch, sheltered
by n wild-grape vine. was the figure
Of O woman In white. He heard To
swing-couch creak as she sat up al
ruptly, pecrei, then leaned back anl
pretended to relax.
"Be nice to have some cool bees,
Just drop in for a second" he insikk-
ed, as he opened the Dyer gate. !
II.
Mrs. Bpgart was calling upon Carol,
protected by Aunt Bessie Small.
Have you heard about this awful
woman that's supposed to have come
here to do dressmak,ns-a Mrs. Swift
waite-awful peroxide blonde?"
monned Mrs. Bogart. They say
there's some Of the awfullest goings-
| on at her house-mere boys and old
gray-headed rips sneaking in there
evenings and drinking ticker and ev-
cry kind Of goings-on. We women
can't never realize tho carnal thoughts
in the hearts of men. l tell you. even
though l been acquainted with Will
Kennicott almost since he was q mere
boy, seems like, I Wouldn't:trust even
him! Who knows what .designin'
ONE might tempt him! Especially
q doctor, with women rushin' in to see
him at his Office and oil! You know
I never hint around, but haven't you
felt that
Carol a furious. II don't pretend
that Will has no faults. But one thing
1 do know: He's as simple-hearted
about what you call 'goings-oni as a
babe. And if he ever were such 4
sad dog as to look It another women,
I certainly hope he'd have spirit
enough to do the tempting, and not
be coaxed into 1t, as in your ,depress-
ing pictured" ,H2
Why, what a wicked thing to say.
Carried" from Aunt Bessie.
No., mean It'll, Oh, OF course. I
cry thought in his head so we'll that
he couldn't hide anything even il he
wanted" to. Now this morning
He was out late, last night; he had
to go see Mrs. Perry, who is ailings
n then fix a mans hand, and this
morning he was so quiet and thought
full at. breakfast and She leaned
forward. breathed dramatically to the
two perched harpies, ':What do you
suppose he was thinking OFF,"
"What?"s trembled Mrs. Bogart.
Whether the grass needs cutting.
probablys sThere. there! Don't mind
my naughtiness. l have some fresh
made raisin cookies for you"