The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-12-01

T saw yer fire, Miss Ruth" he ex- plained. an thought 1t might be some of the boys"
 Ruth gave him a quick glance. but said nothing. "I hope-I-I don't put you out no way" he stammered.
 Not at all, Mir Stimer," she said reassuringIy- There was a silence. stimer sud denly felt 8 new sense of pleasure at the unexpected proximity to Ruth, but talking 10 p lady was new ex- perience. He wondered what had become of Tom, and wished he would say something. I'm glad I rode over." he offered ] desperately. "I live just over the divide-couple of miles," 1 Thin glad you come" said
 Ruth frankly. Perhaps we'll be neighbors. Do you know where 1 Smiths ranch is2 We're usovin' l there"
 1 Know it mighty well. Bout six miles from yere. Pass that way often. i Amt nobody lived there fer two ! years"
 1 Do you think it a good place fer ] sheep?"
 Fine spring. wind-breaz. plenty 1 grass
 h'cO- rom SEtItiLS Ap SIG4SHlE 1 behind Sinners chair. He then
 turned a handspring in the open and stood on his head, kicking his feet in the air He reversed himself "OOzly!" he bIurted, getting a long ! breath Tt do make you feel upside dOwn-heard my stomik turn over, l au'-'
 ''Tom!' said Ruth, reproving1y. Stimer began to feel more at ease Tom was very sTa11lS m Ia had nav 1 CT seen anything like him. Let me see you stan on we're head" said Tom, amicably. II don't knaw how.'
 Now don't be so impolite, Tom' said Ruth
 | have fun" he protested deprecating-
 Iy. I'll show you" he said. turning | to Stimer. It's awful funny an ev- l erything looks so-sO wabbly-au' the
 stars gifts in yer eyes an seems like 1 yer smellin' the sky-an' yer stomik turns over.--
 Were, Bob! Tere, Bob!" he called abruptly
 short, wriggl-ng dog came leap
 stan on we're head, BoD-stan' on yer head"
 The dog made q Iudicrous move ment. flirting his feet in the air. Anybody oughter do what CT dog can do Tom said with fine sarcasm, walking into the dark. "Grandpa, did you see me? I kick | ed that weller star two feet. GIttin' l lonesome? Course you air. Shame
 her leave you were n the dark He came forward, leading an old
 man who hobbIed along gingerIy, feel ing about reckIessIy with cane.
 That's MT. Stimer. He lives jest i over the way couple of miles Per haps well be uciehbors Glad he
 come. He says smiths ranch is fine fer shecp--uOw. stand still, grandpa.
 an I'll bring the rocker"
 Ruth came and helped the old man to the chair.
 Tom. bring grandpa the water. he
 wants to wash his face" Tom brought a pan of water. and sitting down by the old man. began to bathe his face gently. monopoltz-
 ing the conversation to Sinners great | relief.
 "Ain't that fine. grandpa2 Hor up yer chin-CfOodnessI you splash like yer's in CT swimmin' an the water cold. Wuz you ever in CT swimmin' l MT. Stimer? Fine. ain't it? I went
 in wuEst, an put in my foot an it 'uz cold ez Iemernade. an ] feel creepy an my skin zwinked up" Hurry, Tom. I'm wa-tin' fer you," said Ruth.
 Girls don't go in ef svinarnin' ! do they Mir S--mer2 They play with 1 doIls-an'-Ererv drink any Iemern- | ade? l went to CT show wu1st where 1 ther's q woman at didn't ave on no l clothes jumped through CT hoop-an 1 drunk red leme-neGe till l most rroz l I tell you-why! grandpa, you've | kicked over the water" l -Fs-.rr, ,-.s7 ! Stimer rose and stood hesttating. | He felt awkward. but did not wish 1 to appear so. This was another new 1 experienc ce-tak-1g leave of a lady i 'T'l-Tu-be goin', Miss Ruth. If l E-if-"
 Stay an have supper with us." 1 Ruth interrupted cordially, turning i toward him. ''Sopper I wlsat you would" said | Tom good d-naturedly. taking Stiuer's hand 4s he had a moment before taken gran pas.
 I've been to supper, Miss Ruth. tt'z uk you-'
 Then have a cup of coffee insist ed Ruth.
 ''Yes, thatu be fine. Come on, MT StiHer," said Tom, leading h-u to the extenportzed tabIe--a cracker box covered with a piece or oiI-cIoth. He offered a chair which he deftIy removed as Stiuer sat down. Stir7ar sprawled on the ground awkwardly-
 Tom, another of yet prank= an you'll git no supper" said Ruth threateningly-
 'I-I don't mind Tim" Sctmer said confusedly, his face red, holding the chair, as he resumed his seat
 Ruth handed him a cup of coffee. Watch out MT. Stiner, for the coffee. Ruth makes it red hot, Q n ef you don't blow it, it'III take the peel in Offen yed tongue" The fire had died to a heap of red coaIs, and only the wan rays of a. Ian
 tern lighted for the supper. kept back