St. Tammany farmer., 1922-02-18

an inch of purple border above tn
pocket; then as he saw fln:so'f abnl,
to encounter s,rtr"' o't' 's,lt rode
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Eer,tif; t.oUa iI,;c Gs2p conctailnen1
Having gore 8 blGcE farther. be puIle
it up again: and 81 continued 20 ofer
ate this badge OF fashion, or unfashion
a great deal thereby.
Meantime his father, rather relieved
that Ramsey had not told his secret
whatever il was. dismissed the episod,
from his mind and Joined Mrs. Mil
holland at the front door, ready fol
church.
"Where's Ramsey?' he asked.
He's gone aheaA,' she answered
buttonlng her gloves as they went
along. Il heard tie door quite Il little
while ago. Perhaps he went over tt
walk down with Charlotte and Vance
Did you notice how neat he looks this
mornlng?'
"Wiy, no, didn't; not particularly
Does hep
II never saw anything like it be-
FORE said Mrs Milholland "IIe only
has three neckties, but | saw him sev-
eral times in each Of them. lie must
have kept changing and changing. !
wonder" She paused.
I'm glad he's begun to take little
care Of his appearance at last Til
haye to take a look at him and give
him word Of praise. suppose he'll
be in the pew when we get there"
But Ramsey wasn't in the pew; and
Charlotte, his sister. and her husband,
who were there, said they hadn't seen
anything of him. 1t was not until the
members of his family were on their
way home after the services that they
caught glimpse of him.
They were passing a church little
distance from their own; here the con-
gregation was just emerging to the
open, and among the sedate throng
descending the broad stone steps ap-
peared an accompanied Ramsey-and
a red red Ramsey he was when he
beheld his father and mother and sis
ter and brother-in-!aw staring up at
him from the pavement below. They
were kind enough not to come to an
absolute halt, but passed slowly on,
so that he was just able to avoid pa
rading up the street in front of them.
In hoarse whispers, Mrs. NIilholland
chided her husband for an exclama-
ton he had uttered. "John On Sun
day You ought to be ashamed"
Il couldn't help It," he exclaimed.
"Who on earth is his clinging vine?
Why, she's got lavender tops on her
shoes and"
"Don't look round p she warned him
sharply. Don't
"Well, what's he doing at Baptist
church? What's he fidgeting at his
about? Why can't he
walk like people? Does he think it's
to walk home from church
anchored arm-in-arm like Swedes on
a Sunday Out? Who is this conveyed
fat girl that's got him, anyhow
Hush! Don't look round again,
Jehn."
"Never fear!" said her husband hav-
ing dlsobeyed. '1They've turned off;
they're crossing over to Bullard street.
Who Is it7"
II think her names Rust" Mrs. MIL
holland Informed him. II don't know
what her father does. She's one Of
the girls in his class at school. It
would be pleasanter If he'd taken a
fancy to someone whose family be-
longs to our own circle"
Taken fancy!" he echoed, hooting.
"Why, he's terrible! He looked like
a red-gilled goldfish that's Topped it.
self out of the bowl. Why, he
II say wish If he felt that he had
10 take girls anywhere" said Mrs. Mil
Aolland, with the primmest air of
speaking to the point-''if this sort Of
hing must begin, wish he might have
selected some nice girl among the
daughters of our own friends, like
Dora Yocum, for instance"
Upon the spot she began to undergo
The notifications Of mother who
las expected her son, just out of In
sancy, to look about him with the eye
# critical matron of forty-five.
Moreover, she was indiscreet enough
% express her views to Ramsey, a
week later, producing thus scene Of
f1yy~yy md
II do think it's in very poor taste
% see so much Of any one girl, RAM
'ey,' she said, and, not needing his
protest that he only walked home from
school with M1lla, "about every other
lay" and that 1t didn't seem any
.rime to him just to go to church with
Ter couple O. times, Mrs. Milholland
vent on: "But If you think you really
must be dangling around somebody
[ulte this much-thOugh what in the
world you find to talk. about with this
unny little Milla Rust your poor IA
her says he really cannot see-and
# course it seems very queer to us
low when your mind ought to be en-
irely on your studies, and especially
With such an absurd looking little
hing
mo, you must listen, Ramsey, and
ct me speak now. What I meant was
hat we shouldn't be qdite 80 much
distressed by your being seen with a
irl who dressed in better taste and |
eemed to have some notion of refine
1ent, though of course It's only nat
raj she wouldn't, with a father who |
5 just a sort of ward politician, un-