The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1922-02-16
PART Continued.

At times the noted eyes Of Atwater
a Rooter were gentled DER with the
soft cast Of ~enchantment, especially
when Patty felt called upOn TO reprove
the two with little cequetries of slaps
and pushes. Noted for her sprightli-
ness. she was never sprightlier; her
pretty laughter footed continuously
and the gentlemen accompanied with
doting sounds so repulsive to Florence
that without being actively conscious
of what she did, she embodied the
phrase. perfectly sickening" in the
hymn she was grooming, and repeated
1t over and over TO the air of "Rock
OF Ages"
"Now 7 tell you what let's play"
the versatile Patty proposed. after ex-
hausting the pleasures Of "Geog-
raphy." Ghosts" and other tests of
intellect. LET'S play Truth Wen
each take a paper and a pencil, and
then each Of us asks the other me
some question. and we haf to write
down the answer and sign your name
md fold II up so nobody can see II ex-
cept that one, and we haf to keep II
q secret and never tell as long rs we
live"
"AlI right" said Henry Rooter.
''I1l he the one to ask you a question,
Patty"
mo" Herbert said promptly. Il
ought to be the one to ask Patty"
"Why ought your" Henry demanded.
"Why ought you?"
Listen" Patty cried. ~ know the
way Wen do. I'll ask each Of you q
auestion-we haf to whisper it-and
each one Of you'll ask me one, and
then wen write II. That'l he simply
grand! !" she clapped her hands; then
checked herself. ooh. I guess we
can't. either. We haven't got any pa
per and pencils unless" Here she
Florrie. dearl Run In the house and
get us some paper and pencils"
Florence gave no sign other than
10 increase the loudness Of her voice
as she sang. "Perfly sick'ning, clef'
for me let me perf'ly sick-kin-ning! !"
1--WE got plenty" said Herbert. as
n, and Henry produced pencils and
their professional notebooks, and sup
piled their fair friend and themselves
with material for Truth" "COme on,
Patty. whisper me whatever you want
to-"
"No; ! ought 70 have her whisper
me first" Henry Rooter objected. "T1l
write the answer to any question '
don't care what it's about"
swell. it's got to he the truth, you
know" Patty warned them. 1--WE all
haf to write down just exackly the
truth on our word Of honor and sign
our name. Promise?"
"AlI right" said Patty. "Now TIL
whisper Henry q question first. and
then you can whisper yours to me
FIRST. Herbert"
This seemed 10 All all needs happily.
and the whispering and writing began.
and continued with a c%oziness little
20 the taste Of the piously singing
Florence. She altered all previous
opinions Of her friend Patty. and when
the latter finally closed the session
on the stems and announced that she
must 20 home. the hostess declined
10 accompany her into the house to
help her find where she had left her
hat and wrap.
81 haven't the least idea where
too. 'em of" Patty declared In the
aIriest manner. IF you won't come
with me. Fiorrie. s'pose you just call
In the front door and tell your mother
Go get EN- for me-"
"Oh. they're somewhere In there"
eaid Florence coldly. not ceasing TO
swing her foot and not turning her
head. "You can fnd 'em by yourself.
presume. or II you can't TIL have
our maid throw EN- u in the yard,
or somep'm tomorrow"
~woai. thank you" Miss F~airchild
ss3osned. N abe sutsred the house.