Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1923-08-02
CHAPTER Ix-continued.

''Now will you let dogs alone?" In
quired Lettie pertinently. Men that
poster dogs amt no good. They'd
oughter-"
Before her eyes the water suddenly
dwindled In the hose she was holding,
disappeared with gentle gurgle. Mr..
Wopple had turned off the faucet. The
two dripping human beings glared at
each other during a moment Of truce.
you'll pay for this" threatened Mr..
Wopple. think I'll have dog
round after he bit meY'
A great fear clutched Lettie's heart.
For a moment her blood stopped; she
felt dizzy and sick. Recovering her
self with tremendous effort, she took
up the defense at random.
HE didn't bite you"
HE did, too," maintained Mr.. Wop-
pie, but with a subtle lack of convic-
tion which Lettie's sharpened senses
bounced upon.
"Show me where" demanded Lettie,
with an anxious eye on FIJI Caesar, who
was standing by during the suspension
Of hostilities, waiting for the signal to
begin again.
"He didn't bite you t ALL" repeated
Lettie, with growing assurance.
"He did, too, but he amt never goin'
to again. Darn him!'' His eyes
searched the ground he stopped.
Don't you dare!" cried Lettie.
'Don't you dare! Just you let FIJI
alone, and l won't never"
But Mr.. Wopple had found stone
that suited him, and without chang
ing POSITION had let it fly. 1t caught
the unsuspecting Filibuster on a front
leg. There was a yelp of pain from
FIJI, d screech Of rage from Lettie.
"ohl Obi You've hit him. You've
killed him."
Mr.. Wopple reached for another
stone.
Filibuster Caesar, by no means
killed but rendered strikingly discreet,
limped swiftly out of range Lettie
heard him; but beyond realizing that
ne was able to move, she paid him no
attention. Instead, she faced her
neighbor with fury that gave him
pause. Her thin chest rising on
high wave of anger, her cheeks fam
Ing, her black eyes shooting danger
sparks, she was beside herself with
contempt and wrath.
you beastp she screamed. ITO
hit a dog! You're worsen no good
Penzie says she don't see why the
Lord ever made you. Sol"
'Wha-at!" gasped the astounded
MIR. Wopple, for the moment over
whelmed by this revelation.
"Yil VII" shrieked Lettie. "That
got you, didn't lt2 I'll give you some
more. I'll" With a quick swoop,
she picked up a stick and threw 1t.
1t glanced past Mr. Wopple and struck
q window behind him, shattering the
glass; but Lettie, blinded by rage,
scarcely noted the disaster. She dart
ed here and there in search of Sec
0nd missile, relieving her feelings
with all the stormy phrases she could
think of.
"Penzie hates you-hates you'll" she
repeated, having produced more effect
with this information than with any
thing else she had tried. "She loves
most everybody, but she hates you.
She says she don't know why the
Lord ever" :
'Lettiei"
The one word had an astonishing
effect-not merely upon Lettie but
upon Mr.. Wopple. His conduct under
went immediate reversal. He did not
glance at Mrs. Penfeld, who had come
quietly around the house and was
still standing on the community
walk; rather, his attention was wholly
absorbed by matters in his own yard
With nervous jerks he detached the
old hose and cOiled 1t carefully, an