Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1922-01-26

"A her,"
Ills mouth >igged down suddenly
nd on an oblique.
Say. somebody must have given YOU
a few lessons in nagging, yourself
rhem's the lines she used to recite to
me about her she-devil of mother,
too. Cad she used to fhang on her
mothers apron-strings like she was
tired"
Jerry, T."
Come, Peachy, don't get me sore.
Come, let's talk about tomorrow. We
gotta get the license first and"
Jerry, + Just little yes is all /
want-Jerry dear-just little yes"
A frown gathered in triple furrow
on his brow
Nov, kiddo, you got to cut that
with me. and cut it quick. If there's
two things l can't stand it's nagging
and pouting. Cloonan can tell you
what pouting can drive me to. I'll beat
1t out of that girl of mine before she's
through with me, and l won't stand 1t
from no one else. Now cut ii. Peachy.
that's nice girl"
She stood palpitating beside the win
dow, her eyes flashing to his face and
fastening there.
God II wanna GO"
"Where?"
Her glance flashed past him out of
the window and across the patch of
rear lawn. A street car boboed across
| fhe no fon xr.itb
eyes.
Il wanna GO"
He advanced, conciiatory. saw.
now, Peachy row just the day before
we are married You don't want to
start out making me train you just
like you vas little kid. If you was
little girl / could beat your little
ways out of you, but l wanna be on
the level with you and show you how
nice l can be. All the things I'm going
to give you, all"
Quit, you, l wanna go l wanna
go!"
You can go to HI, for my part.
I'm going to get a steak inside of me
before we bulge Quit your fooling.
See, you nearly got me sore there.
Come, the car won't be back for us
until six. Come, Peachy come"
She was past him and painting down
the stairs, out across the patch of rear
lawn, and toward the bobbng street
car, the streamer of ribbon ut her
throat flying backward over her shout
der.
In the bargain basement of the n
tanic store the first day of the spring
opening dragged TO its close.
In careless similitude the bargain
basement of the Titanic store resusci-
tated from its ssorerooms and from
spring openings long gone by, dusty
garands of cotton May blossoms. fes-
looming them between the great white
supporting pillars of the basement and
INTERVIEWING them.
Over the white goods counter an
over Sunday as 1t were papier-mar'
pergola of green latticework and II
cotton-back May blossoms had
up as If the great god Wet"
1t with word. Sadie Barnets own
mid aisle bin had blossomed into a
sacr;6cial sale of lawn remnants, and
toward the close Of the day her stock
lay low. depleted
Max Meltzer leaned out of his bower,
and how muted his voice was If it came
from An inner throat that only spoke
when the heart babe it.
Little one, them remnants went like
hot cakes today, didn't they?'
Hot cakes Well, / guess. You'd
have thought there was a mill-end sale
on postage stamps"
And if you don't look all tired out !!
If you just DON'T"
The ready tears swan In her voice.
Visits been awful-me away from
her all day like this. But anyways,
| got news for her when / go home
tonight about her five weeks benefit
money. Old Criggs was grand
"They say the girls up In the ribbons
been crying all day. She was no love-
bird, but they say she wasn't bad I'M
derneath.''
God knows she wasn't. / got sore
at her sometimes, but IL know she