The Bingham County news. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1918-1930, 1921-09-23

got the incest eyes of any boy IN
town.
You do? Florence cried incred-
ulously.
Eyes, really do, Florence. I think
Herbert Atwater and Henry Rooter
have got just the incest eyes of any
boy in town."
"Well, l never heard anything like
this before!' 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 sQuinU eyes ever saw.
and that nasty little Henry Rooter's
eyes"
But Patty suddenly became fidgety;
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 it was time for her to take
some such action if she wished to
show any tact. Messrs. Atwater and
Rooter, seated quietly together upon
box on the other side of the fence
Though with their backs to the knot
bn1nl hnr 70 oh ciopC Of
inward disturbance. Already flushed
with unexpected ineffabilties, 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 prejudicing everybody
that had word to say for them.
Come on over here, Florence"
called Patty husllily, from the other
side of the yard. Lets talk over
here
Florence was puzzled. but consent
ed. "What you want to talk over here
fOr?" she asked.
ooh, don't know" said Patty.
Let's go out in the front yard"
She led the way around the house,
and moment later uttered cry Of
surprise as the firm of Atwater 4
Rooter, passing along the pavement,
hestated at the gate. Their celebrat-
| ed eyes showed some doubt for a mo-
ment, then a brazenness Herbert and
Henry decided to come in.
isn't this the funniest thing?"
cried Patty. after what l just a
while ago-you know, Florence. Don't
you dare to tell EN-"
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 want to come in it
got a perfect right to-"
81 should say So" his partner said
warmly.
"Why, of course!" the cordial Patty
agreed. 1--WE can play some nice Sun
day games, or something Let's si
on the porch steps and think wha'
to do"
81 just as soon," said Henry Rooter
Il got nothin' p'ticular to do
81 haven't, either" said Herbert.
Thereupon, Patty sat between then
on the steps. "1'his is per-fickly
grand" she cried Come on, Flor
ence. aren't You going to sit dow
with all the rest of us?'
"Well, pray kindly excuse me!
said Miss Atwater; and she added
that she would neither sit on thu
same steps with Herbert Atwater ant
Henry Rooter, nor, even if they en-
treated her with accompanying Genu
Elections, would she have anything els'
whatever to do with them. she with
drew to the railing of the porch 4
a point farthest from the steps, and
seated there, swung one foot rhythmic
ally and sang hymns in tone at onc'
plaintive and inimical.
1t was not lost upon her, however
that her withdrawal had little de