The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-12-12
(Continued frors yesterday.1

l tContinued from yesterday.1 | He broke into a deep laughter lac gathered as if for a spring. 'NGo slow, parter." she drawIed- Maybe ain't big. but I ain't no house pet.'' "Id as soon think of fondlin' 0 | wildcat" nodded the man. She hesitated between anger ana curiosity, and then glanced around with needless anxiety lest they should not be alone.
 "Give it to me straight. pal" she | said. How bad do I look?" Her compa nion looked her over with a critical eye and judicious
 'I dunno" he said at last ''It's pretty hard for me to tell. If those freckles was covered up. maybe I
 As she spoke he edged away, as if ready to spring from the porch when she attacked him.
 Instead she sighed. The other
 How old are you?" he asked sharply.
 Three years more than you think"
 And three makes nineteen. You're right the first time. How'd you do it ?"
 He took off his hat and extended his hand.
 My name is Bill Carrigan." he said
 Even in the dim light he could guess at the curiosity in her eyes.
 Mine is JacJacque1ine During. I'm awfully glad to shake hands with you.''
 "I suppose Maurie Gordon is nearly at the dance by this time?'' I1a 4A,, %o+I -1J-r
 she nodded. The lump in her throat kept her silent
 ''How tall are you?" he asked sud- denly.
 ''F'ive feet five and a half"
 What's your we; ;ght %
 "One hundred and twenty. Say, Carrigan, what you drivin' at?"
 He looked away as if making a mental note.
 What size shoes? ?''
 She looked at him with a dark frown but the twinkle of his eyes was irresistible. She broke into a laugh
 She extended to his gaze a foot clad in the heavy shoe of man cut square across the toe.
 discovered?"
 Land" said Carrigan, and rose.
 You goin' so soon?" she querted plaintively.
 But l m coming Dack, said Carrf- gan.
 Coming back2" repeated Jac.
 With beIls''
 She watched him swing gracefully into the saddle of clean limbed horse and gallop swiftly into the gloom.
 ''weH, I'll be -" began Jac.
 She checked herself. An instinct which was born with Eve made her raise a hand to pat her hair.
 She began again. "I must look like - Once more she stopped, this time with a sigh. "What words are left" murmured Jacqueline.
 Carrigan pulled his horse up before the barber shop in the little village a mile away. He banged thunderously against the wall of the shanty with his gun-butt.
 What the heIl!" roared a voice above
 Business" said Carrigan "Come on down and open your shop.'
 A few moments later he sat down in the chair while the barber lighted his lamp. The latter groaned when he saw the face of his customer.
 "'How much %
 '"The price of your best razor," said Carrigan instantly. Now start-chop off the heavy timber. saw down the undergrowth, anything to clear the land. And do it on the lump"
 Hair flew-literally. At last the barber stepped back, perspiring. ana ~ON1NSNN
 T feel" he said. more as if I'd made a man than shaved him.
 Maybe you're right" said Carri- gna. and started on the run for the general mercha ndise store across the street, the only clothiers within a hundred miles. a place that carried everything from horeshoes to ha1r- pins. The proprietor was locking up the front door.
 f'What's- your rush, partner?-' ne asked. Wait till tomorrow. I got some business to - .-Tomorrow is next year." said Car
 He began shedding orders and old clothes at the same time. The store keeper. on the run, brought the ar ticles Carriga demanded.
 More Iightr Carrigan said at last. The proprietor brought a lamp ana placed it close to a large mirror, the pride of his place.
 Carrigan stalked up to it. and turning slowly around, viewed his uot- fit with one long glance.
 All right" he said. Now I'm ready to begin buyingI'
 The ProPrietor gasped and then
 What next ?' he asked.
 "A beautiful girl.'
 The proprietor smiled in sympathy with the somewhat obscure Jest.
 "A beautiful girl.' repeated Carrt- gan, with red hair. weighing a trifle over one hundred and twenty pounds. standing five feet five and a half, and with feet-weH of the right size"
 The proprietor moistencd his lips dan stepped back. His eyes were very large.
 Start for the ladies' department
 The proprietor was befled, but he led the way.
 Dresses first" said Carrigan, ''Som ething fancy. Best you've got Herel Red-greenl green-red!'
 He picked out a gown and held it out at arms length. a soft green Tab ric.
 What size do you want?' asked the proprietor.
 What's the perfect size for rve foot five, eE ?''
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