The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1922-01-26

would II I'll thank you to notice
there's some valp~ to my time. myself
and I'll just politely ask you to ex.
use me, prayI"
With a proud air, she %crushingly
departed; and returned 20 her own
home. far from dissatisfied with what
she had accomplished. Moreover, size
began 70 expand with the realization
Of q new Importance; and she was
gratIfed with the effect upon her
| parents. nj dinner that evening, when
she Informed them THAT she had writ.
ten n poem which was TO be pub
lIsl,cd In the prospective FIRST number
Of the North End Daily Orlole.
"WrI.ten n poemT" said her father
swell. I declared Why. that's remark,
able. Florence"
"l'nl glad the boys were nice about
IT," said her mother. IL should have
feared they couldn't n icciate 1t,
after being so cross 10 you about let.
ting YOU have anything to dc with the
printing press. They must have
thought It was n very good poem"
"Where is the poem. FlorenceT' Mr..
Atwnter asked. Lets read II and
see what our little girl can do"
Unfortunately Florence had not Q
copy. and when she informed her IA.
ther Of this fact. he professed himself
greatly disappointed as well as
anxious for the first appearance OF the
OriOle, that he might felicitate him.
self upon the evidence o. his daugh-
ter's heretofore unsupported talent.
Florence was herself aEvious for the
newspapers debut, and she made her
anxiety so clear TO Atwater & Root
err. Owners & P~ropreitors," every
afternoon after school. during the fol-
lowing week, that by Thursday fur
Their argument and repartee on their
part were felt to he Indeed futile. and
in order 10 have n little peace around
there they carried her downstairs. At
least they defined their action as
carrying" and. having deposited her
in the yard. they were obliged TO
closed and contrived to hold against
her until her strength was worn out
for that day.
Florence conSoled herself. During
the week she dropped In on all the
members Of "the family"-her grand
father. uncles and aunts and cousins,
her northumberland In each instance,
after no protracted formal prelin
inaries, lightly remarked that she
wrote poetry now; her first to appear
In he forthcoming Oriole. And when
Great-Aunt Carrie Snid, "Nyhy. Flor
ence. you're wonderful! I couldn't
write G poem to save my life. eve
could see how they do It," Florence
laughed. made n d~eprecatOry little side
motion with her head. and responded /:
"Wby. Aritt Carrie. that's nothIngl 1t
Just kind Of comes to YOU"
This also served as her explanation
when some Of her school friends ex-
pressed their admiration. after being
told the news In confidence though to
the teachers she said. smiling ruefully,
rs in remembrance Of midnight oil,
ut does take W rk. OF c0urse!"
When opportunity offered. upon the
street. she Joined peorle she knew
md even rather distant %acquaint-
ances-nnd walked with them a little
why. and with unaffected directness
led the conversation to the subject Of
poetry. including her own contribution
TO that art. Altogether. If Florence
was not In n fair way 10 become a
poetic celebrity II was not her w
fault hut entirely that of the North
End Daily Oriole. which was TO make
it's appearance on Saturday. but failed
TO do so. on account of too much en-
thusiasm or the part OF Atwater &
Rooter In manipulating tie printing
press. II broke, had to be repaired;
and Florence. her nerves upset by the
accident. demanded her money back.
This was impossible. and the postpone
ment proved to be an episode; more
over II gave time tn let more people
know Of the trea. that was coming.
Among these WINS Noble Dill. Flor.
ence's Ideal. Until the Friday follow
ing her disappointment she had found
no opportunity to acquaint this being
with the news; and but FOR IN encoun.
ter. partly due to chance. he might
not have heard Of II. Mr.. Dill was
twenty-five. hut that was his only per.
ceptible distinction. He was kind,
usually. and not unpleasant In appear.
ance or attire; yet he had neither
beauty nor that look Of power which
Is saii To joggie women from their
natural poise. He was the every.
day young man In all the town; and
Florence's selection of him to he her
Ideal sti1 awaits a precise exp'ana'
tion. Nevertheless. II had happened;
and n sentimental enrichment OF color
In her cheeks was the result Of her
catching sight of him. as she was on
The point Of opening and entering her
own front door that Friday afternoon
m her return from school. He was
passing the house. walking somewhat
dreamily.
Florence stepped into tie shelterine
vestihnle. peep'nr round II with ear
nest eyes 10 watch him as he went by
obviously he bad tnken no note Of her
Satisfied Of this. she waited until h.
was AT a little distance. then RAJ
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