The Rock Island Argus and daily union. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1920-1923, 1922-12-22
KERCHOO
By Jennie L. Pfatt,

ny OCMmk0 LIE L Aok1D
Copyright, 1922, by The Wheeler
Syndicate, Inc.)
It was at White Mountain hotel
that Budlong Bradley met the girl.
After several conversations with
her it seemed incredible that their
tastes could be SO similar.
Miss Vinton is just my style"
he confided to his sister. "She
doesn't care about dancing, or go
ing on picnics, or getting into
crowds generally. / realize, Of
course, that her reasons for object.
ing to such arnusements must differ
from mine. All those horrors
mean to me just two things-dust
and pollen. Still, it does seem
strange that we think SO much
alike"
Then Bud, why don't you tell
her that you're her soul-mate?"
"Confound it, Madge, stop calling
me Bud. Don't you realize that just
the minute / hear Bud 1t suggests
blossom and that the very thought
Of blossom makes me sneezeT'
"Do forgive me, brother! I'm al
ways forgetting your hay fever,
especially now that you're having
no attacks here in the mountains. !"
"Lordy," the young man groan-
ed, sits the miserable hay fever
that's keeping me from paying
more attention to Miss Vinton. l
confess I'm in love, but what's the
use of playing with her affections?
Even If I could win her, think of
thee consequences! A June we'd
ding, probably, with bride and
bridesmaids with armfuls of roses
and me, in the midst of the cere-
mony, punctuating the responses
with loud 'kerchoos'!"
"Silly!" cried Madge. you may
get over the malady in = few years.
and then hate yourself for having
lost Violet"
mo, my case is hopeless"
ayerred Budlong. still Madge, un-
less it's really necessary, don't tell
Miss Vinton that I'm a victim of
hay fever"
II PROMISE" consoled Miss Brad
LEY.
Vacation time drew to q close,
but not before Budlong had yield
ed to the temptation Of asking Miss
Vinton II he might call upon her
after their return to Boston.
But auntie and / live at the ex-
IRENE end of Dorchester-a long
distance from Beacon street" was
violet's answer.
mot SO far but that I shall wear
a smooth path between our two
domiciles," said the bold Mr.. Brad
ley. when could one expect to
find you at homer"
"Only evenings and Sundays, for
we are humble wage-earners, I'm
a school teacher, and auntie, al
though she stays at home, makes
decorative novelties for the depart
ment stores. In summer, like fool
ish virgins, We 90 to the mountains
and spend what we earn in winter
time"
"A very, very wise proceeding
We'll, I hope you won't mind my
ringing your doorbellr some Sunday
afternoon in September"
"Oh, il you really must!" Violet
laughingly consented.
Madge accompanied her brother
on his first call Ut the VintOns', and
their impressions OF the small but
attractively furnished apartment:
were most agreeable.
At first Budlong failed to take in
the choice mahogany (relics Of bet
i ter days); the dull-hued Oriental
rugs; the oil portraits Of Vinton
ancestors, as though the sight Of
her Qipuant face was quite enough
to satisfy his sense of the artistic.
1t was only when Violet and her
aunt took Madge to the dining room
to examine an embroidered center
piece that Budlong's gaze wan
dered about the room. Then he
realized that violst's taste IN house
furnishing exactly agreed, ~ It ala
in SO many other matters, With his
Town. But what lnattefed similar.
iity Of tastes when the lover had
hay fevers
Lat to kinsAIk, HrA1loy
! s1hems1s 1srvoutly, tuihto1 1Aoaf