Evening star., 1922-08-13

Ihere was trlck squirrel tnat ilNeu
in big pine right at the door OF the
cabin he was building-funny little
cuss-which would get awful mad If
you didn't notice 1t.
OF course an umpire wasn't no
saint. or nothing like that, but he
didn't go in for booze, and he knew
how to be a square shooter with
nice girl, as she would fnd out. and
would she please tell him
Bull paused and wiped his ink
stained fingers on his trousers. His
face took on a blank expression.
Maybe the girl he was thinking about
and the one who had written the let
ter were not the same person. He
considered this possibility with dis.
may. laid aside everything he had
penned and wrote this:
Dear Miss Admirer:
Your letter is o. K. with me.
Whereabouts do you sit?''
Yours.truly,
James P. (BulD Feeney."
Then he went to bed.
TWO days later. Pewee Patterson.
wild with JOY. showed up at
morning practice and waved Il letter
in the faces of the board of strategy.
Hooked thim" he crowed. The
big fish fell for it. Dear Miss Ad-
mirer-where do you sit:' Oh. ho.
They snatched at the letter. feas.ed
their eyes on it. passed it around. and
banged each other on the back.
wilooping triumphantly:.--
".Ain'e that a plpa"~ well. the big
bull fathead' What dye know? /
guess that amt spearin' him. huh?"
Rube Ferguson, FIRST to calm down.
looked up from the letter. q little
puzzled. )
Well he demanded, ''where does
she sit"'' 81.
The others looked at Peewee. Pat
terson met the question promptly
"She sits anywhere we want her
to: I got it all doped out. First we
dope up another letter. make i
strong this time. seee Then we dress
Lefty up as Jane and plant him
Lefty interrupted hastily: Say,
how d'get that way
Shut up adnao onished Peewee:-
Somebody's got to do it. and you're
! the best lookin'. II you work Satur-,
day. you're oft, the. next atterh bon,
amt youo My sisters been on the
stage, and she'n. rig you up. and. so.
witf, you, =: Ar. 4 sjiSx.ss -fiaaassE
"I'll knock you for mile of tomb
stones! Ill bust you all right on the
jaw. I'LL
He was howled down.
We do this thing right" continued
Pewee complacently. Lefty is going
to be Miss Admirer, and from a dis
tance she will be a pip. She tells him
in the next letter where to look, and
Sunday afternoon she keeps waving
a handkerchief at him. Then she
tells him 10 calf on her"
I'VE hit the road Sunday pight."
objected Ferguson. Bull goes north,
too. No tellin' where he'll be work
ing when We come back
That's all the better" Pewee
pointed out. TT gives US time to
smoke up a lot of letters. Bull will
write his fool head of as soon as he
gets a look at this Jane. When were
all together again we slip him an ad-
dress. and when he calls wen have
the whole gang planted in the house.
and at the right moment We come opt
and give him the grand razz. Will
i that baby quit riding US? ] ask YOU
simple question:
The ayes had It without a dissent
ing voice.
1at
up," unused Ferguson. The yarn will
go all over the country. Can you i'm
agine what the 6leachers will do
with that Miss Admirer' stuff. Pee
wee. I got to hand it out; you're
. there, kid: you're there"
X <
GO it came to pass that Bull Feeney
~ received a second letter. intended
to fas:en securely in his crimson giIls
poisoned barb from Cupids culver.
II ran:
"Desrie:
, II was just tickled TO death to get
not offended.
IT shall be sitting in the gra nd
stand next Sunday afternoon. just to
the right of the plate. where / can
see you best. and I will have on a
, blue dress.
! IT Go hope that you will like me.
J and will write and tell me so. because
: am just crazy about you. I suppose
you'll think I'm awful bold to say
!, that. but it's the truth, and l don't
! care who knows it.
! ,ro,, i,,Sf fin vo,,r oon u-h> =,
you see me. will know that every
thing is all right. and I will be the
proudest and happiest girl in the
world, and when you come back I
will ask you to CALL ;,
"Good-by, dearie. until hear from,
You again.
Your devoted Admirer,"
Alas. poor Bull! That letter sawed
off all four legs Of the royal throne,
and brought him down overnight to
the level of mere mortals In the
gran6stand, just to the right Of the
hom eplate, she had said. and that was
where she always sat-the pale, visit
full girl with the pink roses on the
Where had he seen her before: M
matter! The miracle was that she
loved him, and she was young and
beautiful and unbelievably frail
1t was hnmanized Bull Feene,
who brushed OF the plate and callet
for the batting order the followins
Sunday afternoon. The board Of
strategy could hardly contain itsel,
for Joy.
| Look at his hair" whispered Pee.
wee. Hes got 1t all slicked down