Fitzgerald leader enterprise and press. (Fitzgerald, Ben Hill County, Ga.) 1921-1964, 1922-01-26

Sure, | believe every one OF Us gets
what's coming to us
She"
"Here We are. TootSie. See, Peachy.
that's the house | bought her and her
mother, and they was kicking at it be-
fore the plaster was dry"
oh! Oh!''
That's "a concrete front. Neat. ain't
it? That's a mosaic-t1oor porch, too, !
built on year after her and her
mother vamooSed."
It's a beautiful house. Jerry"
You're the kind of kid that knows
how to appreciate home when she
gets it. But her with her she-devil of
a mother, they no sooner got in than
they began to side with each other
against me-her and her old mother
trying to learn me how TO run my own
shebang."
Say, but amt it pretty, Jerry, right
up over the river, and country all
around, and right over there in back
the street cars for the city when you
want them?'
This is going to be your street car,
Peachy, a sixcylinder one"
She colored like wild rose.
"Oh, Jerry, II keep forgetting"
"By Cad! it's good thing I'm going
to give up my city rooms and come
out here to watch my p's and as. Gosh
darn her neck told her to quit clut-
tering up that side yard turf with her
gosh darn little flower-beds! Gosh
darn her neck! There never was a
servant worth her hide"
Jerry, why, they're beautiful! They
just look beautiful, those pansieS, and
is that the little girl sitting up there on
the porch steps? Isis that MaiSie?"
They drew to Il stop before the box
shaped, ornate house. On the tOpmost
step of the square veranda the inert
figure of IA small girl.
Jaw. amt she cute?"
Miss Barnet Sprang lightly to the
sidewalk, and beside her Mr.. Jerome
Beck tiecked the dust of travel from
the bay of his waistcOat, shaking his
IfOuSeFS knees INTO place.
Jerry, call her here, the little girl
You tell her Who-whO | am. Tell her
gently, Jerry, and-and how good I'm
going to he to her and-aw, amt the
silly, though, to feel so trembly?"
The child on the steps regarded their
approach with unsmiling eyes, nor did
she move except to draw aside her dark
stuff skirts and close her knees until
they touched
Hello there! MOping again: Ell?
Get up! Didn't l tell you not to let
me catch you out playing OF help
ing Cloonan around? Say howdy to
this lady. She's coming out here to
live. Come here and say howdy to
her.
The child Shrank to the neWel-poSt,
her little face overtsien with an agony
of shyness.
Cat got your tongue? Say howdy.
Quit breathing through your mouth
like fish. Say howdy. that's a good
girl"
Don't force her Jerry She's bash
full. Amt you, dearie? Amt you.
MaiSie?"
"Moping, you mean. II it was her
month in the dirty Harlem fiat she'd
be spry enough. She knows what |
mean when | say that. and she knows
she better cut out this pouting. Quit
breathing through your mouth or I'll
stick a cork in it,
Jaw, Jerry, she can't help that"
Cat got your tongue? Where's
Cloonan?"
Jaw, Jerry-you-you scared her
Come here, darling; come here to me,
MaiSie; come dearie."
But the child slid past the extended
arms, down the wooden steps, and
around Il corner of the house. her arm
held up across her eyes.
''Aw, Jerry, honest. you can he awful
mean"
III get that out of her or know the
reason why. They've poisoned her
against me, that's about how it is in a
nutshell. I'll get that pouting to be in
that dirty Harlem hole with her moth.
er and grandmOthe: out of her or know
the reason why"
"She-'
Look, this is the front hail. Guess
this amt got that sty in Twenty-third
street beat some. Look How do YOU
like it? This way to the parlor and
dining ROOM"
Sadie Barnet smiled through the
shadows in her eyes.
Jerry! Say, amt this beautiful
A upright piano and gold chairs and
why, Jerry! why, jerry"
"And look in here, the dining room.
Her and her mother Shopped three
weeks to get this oak set, and see this
fancy cabinet full of china. Slick.
amt it?'
Her fingers curled in soft clutch
around her throat as if her breath
came too fast
Jerry, tits just grand"
He marshaled her in all the pride of
ownership.
Look, buffers pantry, exposed
plumbing
"Oh! Ohw
Kitchen"
"Oh! Obi"
Here, Cloonan. l told you l was
going to bring somebody out to take
hold and sit on you and your bills.
didn't 1? This lady's coming out here
tomorrow, bag and baggage. Hand
over your account book to her and I
bet she does better with it. See that
you fix us up in honeymoon style,
too. Bag and baggage we're coming