The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1922-03-30

YOU SecOnd-StOry front and runnin
water raise it's nap for shame at tax
ing your money. Say, amt hat pretty
l bet that's the little lady from Dulutl
singing for the sailing party"
Swell"
Listen |"
Sweet and low, sweet and low,
Wind of the western sea;
Blow, blow, breezes blow,
Wind of the western sea.
Come on, let's join in, Miss Fink
81 don't know that"
"Gee, 1 was raised on that lullaby"
II know a swell lullaby song. It's q
swell trot, too"
When they play hat rag-time lullaby
ull-a-by-y-y-
L~ull-a-by-y-y.
"Say, l could die trotting that"
Lay still, there, sister,"
"Ain't you tired padding, Mr..
Proxies"
Tired I've padded twelve hours
straight mp the Miami, and not In such
good company neither. At the last
convention at Bear Lake l padded for
the Kansas City lodge cup, and won
it ii"
you're sure some big frog in these
puddles out here !"
He swung lightly about for the
homeward cut. Through the mist of
late evening the string of village lights
was without luster, like a giant lady's
necklace seen through the blur of her
giant tears.
Il amt much of a lady's man,
Miss Fink-it's just like Gilly told
you; but, gee, this has peer great,
padding you out here in the moon
light"
"Say, / bet you're the champion lady
killer of Miami"
Il amt called on a girl in six years,
that's how much of a l%ady-killer /
am"
That's what they all say"
you can ask anybody in our town.
l amt called on a girl in six years or
kept steady with a young lady since
l used to sneak the horse out and take
Lizzie Watts buggy riding when / was
seventeen and ought to have known
better"
you with New York twice a year,
cuffs on your trousers and your name
at the top of the Red Trunk stationery
you got me wrong, sister,"
II can just see the girls in your
town begin to walk down High street
for their afternoon soda before you
got the wax ladies in your chow win
dow and $3.50 serviceable suits un-
covered for the day."
That's where you got me wrong
again, little one. I'm & funny sort Of
/ am. After the old folks went
Just lived along in the place with
black Mary same as ever"
"Honest?"
"Sure enough-helpin' all the skirts
went to school with fix 1t up with
the other fellow and stickin' pretty
close to the store myself. Lordy, sis
ter, | got more god-children than Solo
mon had wives
Look over there. will you, Mr.
Proxies? We're air'fsf lack again.
Say. wasn't thai o
"I'll shes. yyu
tho ncI,
Land swan out to meet them.
Houses and church steeples and the
hotel resumed their shapes, and in
heir n~ostrils the sudden and pungent
of pine needles.
"This was sure some ride, Mr..
l kinda feel like we'd just
out of the world and left liv-
n behind us. Listen to her-say, amt
The some little warbler?"
I'VE amt left livin' behind. a-tall,
Miss Fink-this here is the real kind
If living, peace and-well, just peace"
Gee, amt life funny|
For a little lady like you it ought !
to be as sweet as wistaria."
Its a regular moving picture, amt |
t?-one' blooming thing after an !
!
1--WE should worry" !
1.-TWO nights ago this time was {
under a gold leaf ceiling eat
ing Italian spaghetti and listening to Q
a Hungarian band play the Broad t
way Glide a
81 know the kind-seventy-fye cents
able d'hOty-with a wine bottle Of +
ed ink thrown IN. Out 10 Miami {
wouidnf uer for d,a IL We >
70 color the Miami pink" Y