Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1922-03-09

inquired -Tou don't expect her to
come polzin' along with Sadie and me.
do you? She'll keep on sittin' there at
home just the same, because she
wouldn't have anything else to do. if
you don't come like she expects you to-
She hasn't got any way to stop wait
in'!''
At.this, Ramsey moaned, without af-
fectation. 81 don't expect I can, Al
bert" he said I'D like to if l could,
but the way it looks now, you tell her
/ wouldn't be much surprised maybe /
was startin' in with typhoid fever or
pretty near anything at all" He
moved away, concluding feebly: Il
guess l better crawl on home, Albert,
while I'm still able to walk some. You
tell her the way it looks now I'm liable
to be right sick"
And the next morning he woke to
the chafings Of remorse, picturing
Milla somewhat restored in charm
waiting hopefully at the gate, even
after the half-past seven, and then, as
time passed and the sound of the dis
tant horns came family through the
darkness, going sadly to her room
perhaps weeping there. 1t was a pic
ture to wiring him with shame and pity.
but was followed by another which
electrified him, for out of school he
did not lack imagination. What if
Albert had reported his illness too
wildly to Nilla? Milla was SO fond
What if, in her alarm, she should come
here to the house to inquire of his
mother about him? What if she told
Mrs MilhOland they were engaged?
The next moment Ramsey was project
ing a conversation between his mother
and Milla in which the latter stated
that she and Ramsey were soon to be
married, that she regarded him as al
ready virtually her husband, and de-
manded to nurse him,
In a panic he fed from the house be-
fore breakfast going out by way of a
! side door and he crossed back yards
and climbed back fences TO reach Al.
bert Paxton the more swiftly. This
sionally, was found exercising with an
electric iron and pair Of flannel trOu-
sers in basement laundry, by way of
stirring his appetite for the morning
meal
"See here, Albert" his friend said
breathlessly, II got a favor. / want
you to go over to Milla's-"
'Tm goin' to finish pressin' these
trousers" Albert interrupted. "Then
I've got my breakfast to eat.'
'Well, you could do this first" said
Ramsey, hurriedly. at wouldn't burt
you to do me this little favor first.
You just slip over and see Mlla for
me, If she's up yet, and If she isn't,
you better wait around till she is, be-
cause / want you to tell, her Pm q
whole lot better this morning. Tell
her I'm pretty near practically all right
again, Albert, and I'll probly write her
note or something right sOon-or Nip
week Or so, anyhow. You tell her
'Well, you act pretty funnyr' Albert
exclaimed, fumbling in the pockets of
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and tell her yourself? But just as it
happens there wouldn't be any use
your goin' over there, or me, either
"Why not?"
"Milla amt there" said Albert, still
searching the pockets of his coat.
''When we went by her house last night
to tell her about your headache and
stomach and all, why, her mother told
us Milla'd gone up to Chicago yester-
day afternoon with her aunt, and said
she left note for you, and she said if
you were sick | better take it and
give it to you. was goin' to bring it
over to your house after breakfast"
He found it, "Here !"
Ramsey thanked him feebly, and de-
parted in state of partial stupefac-
ton, brought on by glimpse of the
disabilities Of life. He had also, not
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