The Pickens sentinel. (Pickens, S.C.) 1911-2016, 1922-06-01
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Ramsey bore with him for moment,
then sprang upon him; they wrested
vigorously, broke chair and went to
the floor with q crash that gave the
chandelier in Mrs. NIeigs' parlor, be-
low an attack Of jingles.
"You let me up!" 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 touslcd attire.
"Well," said Fred, "when you goin'
to call on her?"
"You look here!" Ramsey approached
him dangerously. "You just gave me
your SOL"
II beg!" Fred cried, rctreating. "I
mean, aside from all that, why, 1 Just
thought maybe after such an evening
you'd feel rs gentleman you ought to
go and ask after her health
Now, see here"
mo, I mean It; you ought to-" Fred
insisted, earnestly, and as his room
mate glared at him with complete sus-
pfcion, he added, in explanation. "You
ought to go next Callers Night, and
send In your card and say you felt you
ought to ask II 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 adj
Vancing upon him.
But the insidious Mitchell, evnding
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. Wen call this all off,"
"You better" Ramsey warned him !;
and they trotted out together.
But rs they went along, Fred took
Ramscy's arm coniidcntiully, and said !:
Now, honestly, Ram, ole man, when
are you goin' to"
Ramsey was still red. "You look
here! Just say one more word"
"Oh, no." Fred expostuluted. 81
mean seriously, Ramsey. Honestly. l
mean seriously. Aren't you seriously
goin' to Gull on her some Callers
Night?"
"No. I'm not!'
"But why not?"
because l don't want to-"
well, seriously, Ramsey, there's
only one Callers Night before vaca-
ton, and SO l suppose it hardly will
be worth while; but l expect you'll see
quite little Of her at home this sum
mer?'
mo, won't. won't see her at all.
She isn't goin to be home this sum-
mcr, and | wouldn't see anything of
her If she was"
where's she goin' to he7"
"In Chicago"
"She is?' said Fred, slyly. "When'd
she tell your"
Ramsey turned on him. "You look
out! She didn't tell me. Just hap
pcned to see in the Bulletin she's
signed up with some other girls to 20
and do settlement work in Chicago.
Anybody could see IT, It was printed
out plain. You could have seen it lust
as well as l could, If you'd read the
Bulletin"
"Oh," said Fred.
"NOw look here"
"Good heavens! Can't I even say
'oh'2"
ut depends on the way you say it,"
"Ill be careful" Fred assured him,
earnestly II really and honestly
don't mean to get you excited about
all this, Ramsey. ] can see myself YOU
haven't changed from your old opinion
of Dora Yocum a 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"
Eyes" said Ramsey, disnrmcd and
gulelcss in the face Of diplomacy. II
only told you about all this, Fred be-
cause it seemcd-wcll, it seemed so
kind O. funny to me-"
Fred affected not to hear "What
did you say, Ramsey?"
Ramsey looked vaguely disturbed. 81
said-why, | said it all seemed kind
o. He paused, then repeated plain
lively: "Well, to me, it all seemed
Kind o'-kind o. funny"
"What did?" Fred inquired. but ms
he glanced in seeming naivcte at his
companion, something he saw in the
latter's eye warned him, and suddenly
Fred thought 1t would be better TO run,
Ramsey chased him all the y-ey to
-he "frat house."
CHAPTER XII.