The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1922-04-28
CHAPTER x.--continued.
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And, jumping down from the window
seat, he began to dance round his
much perturbed comrade, believing.
Ramsey bore with him for moment,
then sprang upon him; they wrestled
vigorously, broke chair and went to
the floor with crash that gave the
chandelier in Mrs. Meigs' parlor, be-
low, an attack Of jingles.
''You let me upy" Fred gasped.
"You take your solemn oath to shut
up? You goin' to swear it?"
"All right. I give my solemn OATH"
said Fred; and they rose, arranging
their tousled attire.
"Well," said Fred, "when you goin'
to call on herr"
"You look here!" Ramsey approached
him dangerously. "You just gave me
your SOL"
81 beg!" Fred cried, retreating. II
mean, aside from all that, why, I just
thought maybe after such an evening
you'd feel as gentleman you ought to
go and ask after her health
"Now, see here"
"No, mean it; you ought to-" Fred
insisted. earnestly. and as his room
mate glared at him with complete sus-
picion, he added, in explanation. "You
ought to go next Callers Night, and
send in your card, and say you felt you
ought to ask if she'd suffered any from
the night air. Even If you couldn't
manage to say that, you ought to start
to say it, anyhow, because you Keep
off O. me! I'm only tryin' to do you a
good turn, amt II"
"You save your good turns for
yourself" Ramsey growled, still ad-
vancing upon him.
But the insidious Mitchell, evading
him, fled to the other end of the room,
picked up his cap and changed his
manner. Come on, ole bag O. beans,
let's be on our way to the frat house /;
it's time. Well call this all Off"
"You better!" Ramsey warned him ;
and they trotted out together.
But as they went along, Fred took
Ramsey's arm confidentially, and said |:
snow, honestly, Ram, ole man, when
are you goin' to-"
Ramsey was still red. "You look
here! Just say one more word"
ooh, no." Fred expostulated. II
mean seriously, Ramsey. Honestly, l
mean seriously. Aren't you seriously
goin' to call on her some Callers
Night"
mo. I'm not!'
"But why not?"
Because l don't want to-"
SWELL seriously, Ramsey, there's
only one Callers Night before vaca-
ton, and so suppose it hardly will
be worth while; but expect you'll see
quite little of her at home this sum-
smer?"
mo, I won't. i won't see her at ALL
She isn't goin' to be home this sum-
mer, and wouldn't see anything Of
her If she was"
where's she goin' to be?"
"In Chicago"
"She isl" said Fred, slyly. "When'd
she tell your?
Ramsey turned on him. 'You look
out She didn't tell me- / Just hap
pened to see in the Bulletin she's
signed up with some other girls to go
and do settlement work in Chicago.
Anybody could see it. 1t was printed
out plain. You could have seen it just
as well as / could, If you'd read the
Bulletin"
"Oh," said Fred.
''Now look here"
"Good heavens! Can't / even say
'oh'?"
1T depends on the way you say it."
"Tll be careful" Fred assured him,
earnestly. II really and honestly
don't mean to get you excited about
all this, Ramsey. l can see myself you
haven't changed from your old opinion
of Dora Yocum bit. was only try
in to get little rise out of you for a
minute, because of course. seriously,
why, can see you hate her just the
same as You always did,"
'Yes," said Ramsey, disarmed and
guileless in the face of Diplomacy. 81
only told you about all this, Fred, be-
cause it seemed-well, it seemed so
kind o. funny o.me."
Fred affected not to hear. what
did you say, Ramsey?"
Ramsey looked vaguely disturbed. II
said-why, said it all seemed kind
o." He paused, then repeated plain
lively: swell, to me, it all seemed
kind o'-kind o. funny"
"What did," Fred inquired, but as
he glanced in seeming naivete at his
companion, something he saw in the
latter's eye warned him, and suddenly
Fred thought it would be better to run.
Ramsey chased him all the way to
the "frat house,
CHAPTER xI.