The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1922-06-23
WHIP-POOR-WlLL
By ADDIE GRAVES

u
q. 1922. by Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate.
The last dainty piece of finery had
been finished and carefully laid on the
bed in the front room. The dressmak-
er's threads, rags and patterns and
spools had been cleaned away, and
the nerve-wracking planning, fitting
and hustling were over, releasing the
tension of wearying weeks of combining
toll. Rose had closed the door and
gone down to the piazza for breath
of fresh air.
"What a relief" she sighed; sit will
be so nice to have a few days of rest.
All the other girls have been in a
jungle of confusion up to the last min
ute 1 think / will go over and call on
Wills mother It's fine to have a con-
genial mother-in-law-and Pa Parker
las he already calls himself-is such
DEAR It's like having two sweet
hearts, he is so considerable"
Rose walked slowly up the maple
shaded road until she came to a little
white cottage behind some locust trees
with bay moon just disappearing be-
hind Peaked hill. How perfect every
thing was on June evening, and what
lucky girl she was to be marrying
the best boy that ever lived. AS she
turned up the path, bordered by bed
of perennials backed by shrubs and
two small fir balsams, she thought she
heard his voice. CHANGING through an
opening, she Enthusiastically saw Wits
form-and-a female figure with hat
on, tightly yelled. His voice continued !:
"You are graceful enough to please
an artist-and your poise is perfect.
We will fool them all-the ninnies !!
You're darling"
His head was very near now, while
he carefully buttoned her sweater
'Tll see you again in the morning,
honey; don't be afraid of the dark"
Rose did not stop to hear more, but
fed in her silent-soled sneakers down
the now lonely road. A lone whip
poorwill screamed from some nearby
bush:
"Whip-poor-will! -poor-will
Whip-poor-willi !"
"How absurd! Ridicule heaped upon
insult! Imagine ME whipping Will!
He can never be anything to me here
after-and I am not the breach-of-
promise kind of girl! What fool /
Nave been to think boy who has
known me all his life could be in love
with me! OF course he needed some
new personality to interest him! i
am like a sister.
Rose ended her EXPLANATIONS by de-
Gliding to take the nine o'clock train
to the next town to visit her sister.
While dressing Rose penned a short
note to drop in the post Office as she
passed 1t on the way to the train. 1t
was very simple:
II have discovered that you prefer
someone else. Goodby. ROSE"
Will was packing his camera when
the postman arrived. He was sur
prised to see his address in Roses
handwriting, for he had supposed she
was at home but had not been up be-
cause she was busy and tired After
reading the note he pondered with
wrinkled brow.
"ROse was as happy as usual just
before supper; what COULD she have
imagined so soon after?"
At last his face registered the solu-
| ton of the problem. His mouth wild
ened from its tight Fuckers. A con-
| vulsfng laugh ended In a roll on the
lawn. Quickly gathering himself up
| he hurried into the house, put pic
| ture into an envelope with a note as
| short as Roses.
Dear Rose: Come home on the
| p. m. and be introduced to your rival
yours, WILL"
The eight O'clock train brought a
very disconnected young lady to Ma
pledell. Will met her at the station
and tried to make the affair as little
! embarrassing as possible. They
stopped to speak to Roses mother,
who was much astonished at her quick
return. AS the couple continued up
the road to Wits home Mrs Moore
! remarked to herself:
81 didn't suppose they were so In
fatuated they couldn't stay apart two
days! / don't believe they will ever
quarrel"
VIII led Rose from the path to the
spot where she had viewed her ter.
rible revelation of the night before
The graceful young lady was there
as tightly yelled as then. Will tipped
his hat with great dignity.
ALLOW me to introduce my charm
Ing scarecrow. Isn't she the peach
lest one you ever saw? She's gotten
up over mothers dress form. She has
certainly fooled all the ninny crows
robins and woodchucks; they let my
peas, beans, corn and cherries alone
But I played you terrible trick,
sweetheart; what can you do to pun
/ ish me?'
| Suddenly cry came from maple
| close by that made Will aud Rose
jump into each others arms.
''Whip-poor-Win! Whip-poor-WiH
| Whip-poor- Will 7"
They both laughed and the whip.
poorwill few away
\
Order Of Odd Fellows.