Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1921-11-09

got time TO read a lot o. writin' i'm
your ole handwritin' that nobody can
read anyhow, and then go to work and
ton and mol TO print il on the printin'
pressE ] guess we got work enough
printin' what we wrote for our news
paper our own selves, Ny goodness.
Florence, l told you this isn't any
ehiId's play. -
Florence appeared TO be somewhat
batiied. Well" she said. "weH. You
better put this poem in your ole news
paper If you want to have anyhow one
thing in it that won't make everybody
sick that reads it,"
~ won't do itp' Herbert said. more
firmly.
what you take US for?" his partner
added, conyineingly.
"All right, then" Florence respond
ed, with apparent decisiveness. "rn
go back and tell Uncle Joseph and he'll
take this printing press back"
He will not take ii back. already
did tell him how you keep pekin'
around tryin' to run everything. and
We just worried our lifes out tryin' to
keep you away. He said he bet it was
a hard job; that's what Uncle Joseph
said. So go on, tell him anything you
want to. You don't get yor ole poem
in our newspaper -
mot if she lived to be two hundred
years old - Henry Rooter added.
Then he had an afterthought. Not
unless she pays for it."
How do you mean?" Herbert asked,
puzzled.
Henry's brow had become corrugat-
ed with no little professional impress
siveness. you know what we were
talkin' about this morning" he said.
How the right way to run our news
paper, we ought to have some adver-
tisements in it and everything. Well,
we want money, don't We? We could
put this poem in our newspaper like
an advertisement that Is, if Florence
has got any money, we could"
Herbert frowned. '.If her ole poem
isn't too long. guess we could. Here,
let's see it, Florence" And taking
the sheet of paper in his hand, he
studied the dimensions of the poem,
though without paining himself to read
it. well, l guess, maybe we can do
II" he said. How much ought we to
charge her?"
This question plunged Henry Rooter
into state of calculation, while Flor
ence observed him with yelled anxi-
ETY.; but after time he looked up,
his brow showing continued strain.
DO You keep bank. Florence-for
nickeIs and dimes and maybe quar-
tiers, you known" he inquired.
II was her cousin who impulslvely
replied for her. mo. she don't" he
said.
Not since was about seven years
old Florence added sharply though
with dignity. ''Do you still make mud
pies in your back yard. pray?"
snow, see herel" Henry objected.
'.Try and be lady anyway for few
minutess, can't you? | got to figure
out how much We got to charge you
for your ole poem, don't ~
swell, then" Florence returned,
lyon better ask me somep'm about
that. hadn't your
"well." said Henry Rooter, have
you got any money at homer
"No, l haven't"
"ldave you got any money with
your"
Eyes, l have"
How much Is it?"
Il won't tell you"
Henry frowned. 81 guess we ought
to make her pay about two dollars and
y half" he said. turning to his part
ner.
Herbert felt deferential; 1t seemed
to him that ne had formed business
association with geniuss and for a
moment I've was dazzled; then he re-
membered Florences financial capac-
tiles. always well known TO him. and
he looked depressed Florence, her
self. looked indignant.
1.-TWO dollars and halfi' she cried
"Why. I could buy this whole place
for two dollars and half. printing
press, railing. and all--yes, ana you
thrown In, Mister Henry Rooterl"
"See here. Florence" Henry said
earnestly, haven't you got two dol
lars and a half?'
"Of course she hasn'tw his partner
assured him. "She never had two
dollars and half In her lifel'
swell, then" said Henry gloomily.
"what we goin' to do about It'll
How much you think we ought to
charge herg
Herhert's expression became non
committal. "Just let me think min
ute" he said; and with his hand to
his brow stepped behind the unsus-
picious Florence.
II got to think" he murmured; then
with the straightforwardness of bis
age. he suddenly seized his damsel
cousin from the rear and held her in
a tight but far from affectionate en-
brace. pinioning her arms. She
shrIeked, "Murderl'' and "Let me goi"
and Help! Hay-yulpw
"Look in her pocket" Herbert
shouted. "She keeps her money in
her skirt pocket when she's got any.
It's on the left side OF her. Don's let
her kick youi Look outl'
81 got it" said the dexterous Henry,
retreating and exhibiting coins. It's
one dime and two nickels-twenty
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