The Elk Mountain pilot., 1921-10-13
SYNOPSIS.
PART ONE.

PART ONE.
Proud possessor Of a printing press, and
ter. Jr.. aged thirteen, the fortunate
youth. with his chum. Henry Rooter,
ton Of a fuil-fedged newspaper, the North
Enl.y End Daily orioie Herbert's small cousin,
Rnd a. saTss ,Ss
prise. on account of her intense and nat
ural feminine desire to boss" is frankly
annoyed. and not at all backward in say
ing SO. However. a poem she has writ
ten is accepted for insertion in the Oriole.
on, on a strictly commercial basis-cash, in
from the inexperience of the youthful
publishers in the art preservative." Her
republication of the masterpiece. with its
beauty unmarried, are scorned. and the
break between, Miss .Atwater and the
publishers of the Oriole widens
The Sunday following the first appear
ance of the Oriole. F1orences particular
They are Joined, despite Miss "a Atwater's sa,t
Herbert :Atwater and Henry Rooter. Not
their reception, the visitors and Miss
Fairchild indulge in a series of innocent
Sunday Sunday games % Among them is one called
tract to write a question and answer.
both to be kept a profound secret. The
Declining emphaucaily to participate in
any game with her cousin and Henry
Rooter. Florence is piaued by Miss Fair
child's open desertion to the enemy, her
erstwhile bosom friend apparently enjoy
Ing herself immensely in the company Of
the visitors and leaving with them
Florence" said Patty-"I was just
going to tell you something-only may
be better not"
"Why not?" Florence inquired. "Go
on and tell me-"
NO" said Patty, gently. "You
might think it was silly"
mo, 1 won't"
"Yes. you might"
"I promise l won't"
"Well, then-oh, Florence, I'm sure
you'll think it's silly!"
81 promised / wouldn't"
"Well-I don't think 1 better say
it."
go on" Florence urged. Patty,
you got to-"
"Well, then, If got to- said Patty.
"What l was going to say, Florence:
Don't you think your cousin Herbert
and Henry Rooter have got the incest
eyes of any boy in town."
81 do" Patty said in her charming
voice. II think Herbert and Henry've
got the incest eyes of any boy in
town."
"You do?" Florence cried incred-
ulously.
eyes, l really do, Florence. I think
Herbert Atwater and Henry Rooter
have got just the incest eyes of any
boy in town"
"Well, never heard anything like
this beforei" Florence declared.
But don't you think they've got the
incest eyes of any boy in town. Pat
ty insisted, appealingly.
'T think" said Florence, Their
eyes are just horrablen'
"What?"
"Herbert's eyes" continued Flor
ence ardently, "are the very worst
lookin' ole sQuinty eyes l 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.
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
hole) were beginning to show signs Of
inward disturbance. Already flushed
with unexpected ineffabilities, 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 oughtnt 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 huskily. 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.
"Oh. / don't know said Patty.
Lets go out in the front yard"
She led the way around the house,
and a moment later uttered a cry of
surprise as the firm Of Atwater &
Rooter, passing along the pavement,
hesitated at the gate. Their celebrnt-
ed eyes showed some doubt for mo-
ment, then a brazenness; Herbert and
Henry decided to come In.
isn't this the funniest thing?"
cried Patty. after what / Just a
while ago-you know, Florence. Don't
you dare to tell 'em."
II cert'nly won'tl" her hostess
promised, and, turning inhospitably to
the two callers, "What on earth you