South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1922-01-08

able for the disagreesbls cleaning
which must De done. had dreaded
infinitely Mother Grahan's supervi-
sion. for I knew that IL probably
would mean Mrs. Ticer'S withdrawal
from the work IN a rag".
We'll! III be eternaiIy-" Dicky
began when the door had closed
with emphasis upon his mother.
mo doubt" 1 interrupted dryly
and quickly. for I heard Mrs. Ticer
approa ching.
Switched" he finished, grinning
naliciously at me. why. Matilda,
What did YOU think I meant TO say?'
] chuckled reminiscently as l al
ways do at any reference OF his TO
the old couplet with which he had
once played a successful Jest upon
me. Ny strict. fashioned train
ing had made me exceedingly digni-
fed and rather prudish. and when
Dicky-born tease that he is-had
one evening IN the first DAYS Of HE
early whirlwind courtship said
quietly:
Il have little poem Id like you
20 hear. Miss Spencer" and then
began the iargon:
Matilda ate cake and Matilda ate
jelly.
Matilda went home with a pain in
her"
had bitten" and interrupted
him with a properly shocked and
indignant Mr.. Graham" only 20
have him finish in the most innocent
and astounded way:
Now you needn't blush and you
needn't fall dead,
Matilda simply went home with a
pain in her head"
Dicky had told me afterward that
the way I flushed and stammered
and laughed when he had finished
had completed his subjugation.
Madge FIushcs Again.
by Jove. l didn't know any girl
could flush like that any more," ne
had said. It's too permanently
fixed on most Of them. And you
are the prettiest thing Madge, when
that rush Of color comes in your
cheeks"
II came again, that rush OF color.
at the remembrance of that long
ago compliment. and 7 looked up
to see Dicky gazing quizzically at
me, but in his eyes there was the
tender look which always thrills me.
Remembering old compliments?
he asked. then, regardless OF Mrs.
Ticers entrance. he added softly:
Il haven't changed my opinion one
whit since then. You are the pref
test thing in seven counties when
you flush like that"
If Mrs. TIGER heard him or no
ticed my cheeks. flaming now, she
gave no sign. but simply asked i'm
dignifed fashion
rs there anything more YOU
would like?"
Not morsel, Mrs. Ticer." Dicky
declared. rising and smiling down
at her engagingly. Mrs. Graham
has eaten so much that I'm think
ing seriously Of making her run 10
Bridgehampton instead OF motoring
down."
Mrs. Ticer smiled dutifully. but
saw that her mind was on something
else.
Are you going right away to
Bridgehampton2 ?" she asked hesi-
tatingly.
cit is a trip that can wait II YOU
wish TO see me about anything" l
answered.
With Light Hearts.
why, 7 wondered II in the eX-
element about the children you had
forgotten that you wished 10 fumi-
gate the Dacey house. I have no
sulphur candles and then ] won
dered when your help was coming
Il had forgotten" I said coutrite-
". "but I will get the candles at
Bridgehampton. And Jim and Katie
and the furniture will not be here
until tomorrow"
That Will be all right chen" she
said. Jerry and me and TIGER will
tackle one room upstairs and the
kitchen today and tomorrow and
try 10 FIX EN- up. don't mean the
way you'll want them when the
house IS finished. but so that a decent
woman can stay in EN- a few days
without being afraid OF coming
down with some dreadful disease, or
dying with the dirt. Then tonight
Wen plaster everything tight and
fumigate the whole house. Wen
probable have 10 go over the rooms
again one at a time. but tonight
viii help out a whole lot. And then
when your help gets rested, we can
help them clean the place and get
IL ready for the painters and paper
ers"
Thank you 80 much. Mrs. TIGER.
7 said with a little shudder a the
picture OF conditions in the Dacey
farmhouse which she had unwit
tingly drawn for me. Il will get
the things at once"
IF Won could bring them over 10
the farm when YOU return. Il would
save carrying them from here, she
suggested. Wen be over there
working When YOU get back"
"Il! bring them 10 you" I nrom-
ised. slipping out 20 the porch where
Dicky was smoking his atter-lunch-
con cigar.
Got the domestic details all set