The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1923-09-20

Jim's q Brown Mouse. I've told YOU
about the Brown Mouse, haven't n"
Yes" said Jennie. You've told
me. Blu Professor D~arbishire's
brown mice were simply wild and in
corrigible creatures. Just because 1t
happens to emerge suddenly from the
forests of heredity. 1t doesn't prove
that the Brown Mouse is n good"
dustin Morgan was a Brown
Mouse" said the colonel. "And he
founded the greatest breed of horses
In the world"
you say that" said Jennie, be
aus you're a lover of the Morgan
horse"
Napoleon Bonaparte was a Brown
Mouse" said the colonel. $50 was
George Washington, and so was Peter
the Great. Whenever a Brown Mouse
appears he changes things in a little
way or a big way"
For the better, alwaysT' asked
Jennie.
NO." said the colonel. 1.-THE Brown
Mouse may throw back to slant-head-
ed savagery. But Jim some
times / think Jim is the kind of
Mendelian segregation out of which
we get Franklins and Edisons and
their sort. You may get some good
ideas out of Jim. Let us have them
here for Christmas, by all means"
There is no doubt that on Christ
mas day Jennie Woodruff was justi-
fed in thinking that they were a
queer couple. They weren't like the
Woodruffs, at all. They were of a
different pattern. To be sure, Jim's
clothes were not especially note
worthy, being just shiny, and frayed
at cuff and instep, and short of sleeve
and leg, and illfitting and cheap.
Jim's queerness lay not so much In his
clothes as in his personality.
On the other hand, Jennie could not
help thinking that Mrs. Irw1n's queer
ness was to be found almost solely in
her clothes. The black alpaca looked
undeniably respectable. Jennie felt
1t must have q story-a story in which
the stopped, rusty, somber old lady
looked like a character drawn to har-
monte with the period just after the
war.
But Jennie had the keenness to see
that If Mrs. Irwin could have had an
up-to-date costume she would have
become a rather ordinary and not bad
looking old lady. What Jennie failed
to divine was that If Jim could have
invested a hundred dollars in the serv-
ices of t~ailors, haberdashers, BARRIERS
and other specialists in personal APP
pearance, and could have blotted out
his record as her fathers field-hand,
he would have seemed to her "a dis
tinguished-looking young man. Not
handsome, of course, but the sort peo-
pie look after-and follow.
"Come to dinner" said Mrs. Wood
ruff, who at this J%uncture had a hired
girl, but was yoked to the oar never
theless when 1t came to turkey and
the other filings of a Christmas din
ner. IT'S good enough, what there lis
of 1t, and there's enough of it such as
1t is-but the dressing in the turkey
would be better for a little more
The bountfful meal piled mountain
high for guest and hired help and fam
lily melted away In a manner to de-
light the hearts of Mrs. Woodruff and
Jennie. The colonel, In stiff starched
shirt. black tie and frock coat, carved
with much empressement, and Jim felt
almost for the first time a sense of
the value of
Il had bigger turkeys" said Mrs.
Woodruff to Mrs. Irwin. 'but l thought
It would be better to cook two turkey
hens instead of one great big gobbler
meat as tough as tripe and
full OF fat"
Zone OF the hens would a been
plenty" replied Mrs. Irwin. How
much did they weight"
About fifteen pounds apiece" was
he answer. "The gobbler would "a
thirty, I guess. He's pure
Mammoth Bronze"
II wish" said Jim, that we could
set 8 few breeding birds OF the wild