The Bingham County news. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1918-1930, 1921-10-07

"On, she murmured, and appeared
to be somewhat disturbed.
At this, Herbert thought proper to
offer witticism for the pleasure of
the company.
"You know, Florence" he said, at
only means acting like you most al
ways do" He applauded himself with
a burst Of changing laughter which
ranged from a bullfrog croak to a
collapsing soprano; then he added :
ESPECIALLY when you come around
my end Henry's newspaper building ,
You certainly lose your reason every
time you come around that ole placel"
SWELL course I hat to act like the
people that's already there" Florence
retorted, not sharply but in musing
tone that should have warned him
II was not her wont to use a quiet
voice for repartee. Thinking her hum
BILE, he laughed the more raucously.
"Oh, Florence" he besought her
Say not sol Say not sol"
"Children, childrenw Uncle Joseph
demonstrated.
Herbert changed his tone; he be-
came seriously plaintive. "Well, she
does act that wy. Uncle Joseph
i When she comes around there you'd
think we we're runnn' lunatic
asylum the way she takes on. She
hollers and bellers and squalls and
squawks. The least little teeny thing
she don't like about the way we run
our paper, she comes flappin' over
there and goes to screechin' around,
you could hear her out at poorhouse
farm"
"Now, now, Herbert" his Aunt Fan
ny interposed. "PoOr little Florence
isn't saying anything impolite to YOU
not right now, at any rate. Why don't
you be little sweet to her just for
once?"
Her unfortunate expression revolted
all the cousinly manliness in Herbert's
BOSOM. "'Be a little sweet to her?"
he echoed, with poignant incredulity,
and then in candor made plain how
poorly Aunt Fanny inspired him. II
just exackly as soon be little sweet
to an alligator" he asserted; such
was his bitterness on this subject.
ooh, oh ~ said Aunt Carrie.
II would!" Herbert insisted. "Or
mosquito. I'd rather, to either Of
'em, because, anyway, they don't make
so much noise. Why, you just ought
to hear her." he went on, growing
to just come around our newspaper
building any afternoon you please, at
ter school, when Henry and I are
tryin' to do our work in, anyway, some
peace. Why, she just squawks and
squalls and SOU"
interrupted. what do you do all that
for, Florence, every afternoonY
"Just for exercise" she answered
dreamily; and her placidity the more
exasperated her journalist cousin.
"She does 1t because she thinks she
paper. my and Henry's; that's why
she does 1t She thinks she knows
more about how to run newspapers
than anybody alive; but there's one
thing she's goin' to find out; and that
is, she don't have anything more to
do with my and Henry's newspaper.
We wouldn't have another single one
of her ole poems In 1t, no matter how
much she offered to pay us! Uncle
Joseph, | think you ought to tell her
she's got no business around my and
Henry's newspaper building"
"But, Herbert" Aunt Fanny sug-
gested you might let Florence have
a little share in it of some sort Then
everything would be all right
sit would?' he demanded his voice
cracking naturally, at his age, but also
under strain of the protest he wished
it to express. ut woo-wud? Oh, my
goodness, Aunt Fanny, l guess you'd
like to see our newspaper just utter
ably ruined Why, we wouldn't let
that girl have any more to do with it
than we would some horse!'
'Oh, OH" both Aunt Fanny and
Aunt Carrie exclaimed, shocked.
I'VE wouldn't" Herbert insisted. "A
how to run newspaper than she does
anyway, Il horse wouldn't make so
much noise around there. Soon as
we got our printing press: we said
right then that we made up our minds
Florence Atwater wasn't ever gon' to
have single thing to do with our
newspaper If you let her have any
thing to do with anything she wants
to run the whole thing. But she might
just as well learn to stay away from
our newspaper building, because after
we got her out yesterday we fixed a
way SOS she'll never get in there
again ~
Florence looked at him demurely,
Are you sure Herbert?' she in
CURED
"Just you try it he advised with
heartiest sarcasm; and he laughed
tauntingly. Just come around to-