Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1922-05-25
CONTINUED from last week.

GOOD morning, Miss Della. Just as
fresh as flower you look"
"But, say, can't you two find a bet
ter place to moon around than this
smelly old spring? Ugh, that water
smells like boiled junk!"
'.Ceme, Della, let papa give you a
glass and see how good it is for you"
'That stuff! I'd rather suck cold
storage egg through a mouthful of
rusty nails"
"It'll make those bright eyes even
brighter, Miss Kessler."
Thanks, Mr.. CAM, but if had
any more health, wouldn't know
! what to do with it."
"She should pass some of that ex-
ira health on to you and me, eh,
Ganz?"
81 can tell you, Kessler, that when
I look at Miss Della's rosy cheeks and
the way she dances around, like she
was playing tag all day with the sun
shine and the wind, it does me more
good than nine glasses a day. Where
do you get your bright eyes so early
in the morning, Miss Della? / tell
you, Kessler, those are the things
money can't buy"
"Fee, fie, foe, FUN! They're so 1
can see. So 1 can see, Mr.. CAM"
Mr.. Kessler wagged an argumenta-
tive finger in proximity to Mr.. CAMS
nose, eyes and mouth.
Like was telling you, CAM, with
your dull eyes and bad color, would
MT be surprised if you got little
jaundice. For years, GAM, doctored
for yellow color and"
.'Pa, please. Please! Quit swapping
symptoms and let's trot to the links
and join the crowd down there for a
sun bath before breakfast"
you, Della, go with CAM SO far
you like. go up now by mama on
the porch. Before breakfast l got yet
to breathe in one hundred deep
breaths like the doctor says for my
circulation. That pain in your left
side, CAM, amt your heart, it's moth
ing but poor circula-"
1T amt exactly a pain, Kessler.
Just like needle points up and down
N.Y.
Goodbye, Pa! Come, come, Mr..
CAM let's go down past the De Leon
spring.. If you wash your face in it,
they say it makes. you beautiful"
''Then l take right away a bath in
it, Miss Kessler."
He quick-stepped his gait to hers.
His timidity had suddenly rushed up
in wave of color above his collar
line, in his quickly withdrawn elbow
when it brushed hers, in his hitching
shoulders.
"You-you don't need no beauty
spring like the rest of as, Miss Della.
You-you're just beautiful without
it,
whenever / fish hard for cOmpli-
ments like that, Mr.. GAM, there's
fellow at home always says to me, he
says, Cutey, you're a Woodworking
girl"
"Cutey! That's a mighty fine little
name for you. That's just what you
are, Cutey."
They were in the green twilight of
woods, the sun barely Pickering
through except at the remote end of
the tan-bark walk. Along that shaded
tan-bark walk, men and women in
quest of panacea for that-tired-
feeling and Observation-Disclosures strobe
from spring to spring.
Look" cried Miss Kessler, quick
ening her companions pace to hers,
"just look at them all over there by
De Leon trading symptoms before sun
up"
you're right restless down here at
the Springs, aren't you, Miss Della?"
"Restless Well, ratherl Me down
here in the Alimentary Canal zone,
when it's Aero week and the Motor
Cup races at homer
"To think of little Cutey like you
being so crazy over airships. Aren't
you afraid, Miss Della, to"
Afraid Why, I've taken two
flights already. 1 was among those
present in Revillon's famous plane the
time he carried a passenger at the
Chicago meet. 1 went up with Arch
Meyer the first time he tried out his
old monoplane. i
"Just full of pep, amt you'll"
"Why, there's not an airman ever
dropped in at the Office while 1 was
stenoging that 1 didn't invite myself
up with. Afraid Gee, can taste
flight now. Cloud in my mouth and
rain before it's rain in my facet A
feeling like all of a sudden my feet
are cut free from asphalt and the
world has slid out from under me.
Up-up-upl With this wsrty old planet
dropping away like pebble of a
cliff. Scooting on wings through the
middle of million years That's the
way it feels to you, Mr.. CAM, to go
flying through space, II your rudder
Is vertical and the air gusts let the
planes alone"
swell, if-if you amt just full of
high jinks. ! tell you fellow like me,
he late Hfr.,co1f cot ~rooa M, t. forty