The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1921-11-24

ed. Don't Let Her kick Your"
You don't take it you got to leave it,
Florence was indignant, but she de
cided to take it. "All right" she sale
coldly. II wouldn't pay another cen
IL I died for it,
well, you haven't got another cent
so that's all right" Mr.. Rooter re
marked and he honorably extended
an open palm, supporting the coins
toward his partner. Here. Herbert
you "a have the dime, or the two
nickels, whichever you rather have
1t makes no difference to me-; I'd as
soon have one as the other"
Herbert took the two nickels, and
turned to Florence. "See here, Flor
ence," he said. in a tone of strong
complaint. This business is all done
and paid for now. What you want to
hang around here any more for?"
Eyes, Florence" his partner faith
fully seconded him. at once. "We
haven't got n more time to waste
around here today, and so what you
want to stand around in the way and
everything for? You ought to know
yourself we don't want YOU
I'm not in the way" said Florence
hOtly. Whose way am I in?"
"Well, anyhow, if you don't CO."
Herbert informed her. well carry
you downstairs and lock you OUT
"T'd just like to see you !" she re-
turned. her eyes flashing. "Just you
dare to lay a finger on me again !"
And she added. Anyway, if you did.
those ole doors haven't got any lock
on 'em. I'll come right straight in and
walk right straight up the stairs
again %
Herbert advanced toward her. "Now
you pay attention to me-" he said.
you've paid for your ole poem. and
we got to have some peace around
here. I'm goin' straight over TO your
mother and ask her to come and get
you
Florence gave up. what differ
ence would that make, Mister Taddle-
tale?" she inquired m%ockingly. 81
wouldn't be here when she came,
would II I'll thank you to notice
there's some value to my time, myself
and I'll just politely ask you to ex-
cuse me, pray!"
With a proud air, she c%rushingly
departed; and returned to her own
home. far from dissatisfied with what
she had accomplished. Moreover, she
began to expand with the realization
of a new Importance: and she was
gratified with the effect upon her
parents. at dinner that evening. when
she informed them hat she had writ
fen a poem which was to be pub
lislled in the prospective first number
of the North End Daily Oriole.
written a poem?' said her father.
We'll. I declare! Why, that's remark
able. Florence"
"1'm glad the boys were nice about
feared they couldn't appreciate II.
after being so cross to you about let
ting you have anything to do with the
printing press. They must have
thought il was q very good poem"
"Where is the poem, F~lorence?" Mr..
asked. Lets cad it and
see what our little girl can do"
Unfortunately Florence had not a
copy, and when she informed her IA
.her of this fact, he professed himself
disappointed as well as
anxious for the first appearance of the
that he might fehcitate hiro-
self upon the evidence of his daugh-
er's heretofore unsupported talent.
was herself anxious for the
newspapers debut, and she made her
so clear to Atwater & Root
r, Owners & Propreitors,' every
fternoon after school, during the fol-
owing week, that by Thursday fur
her argument and repartee on their
were felt to be indeed futile, and
order to have a little peace around
here they carried her downstairs. At
they defined their action as
carrying" and. having deposited her
the yard, they were obliged to !
-and guard at the doors, which they :
.osed and contrived to hold against +,
er until her strength was worn out {
II that day. ,
Florence consoled herself. During :
lie week she dropped in on all the :
embers of "the family'-her grand :
Their, uncles and aunts and cousins, :
n northumberland in each instance, :
ter no protracted formal prelim- :
aries, lightly remarked that she :
rote poetry now; her first to appear =
the forthcoming Oriole. And when :,
'eat-Aunt Carrie said. why. Flor :
ce. you're wonderful couldn't
lite a poem to ave my life. neve :,
ND see how they do it," Florence "