The Glenwood post., 1923-07-05

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drenched. With a choking yelp Of dis
tress, he bounded into the air, but not
out Of the sharp spray. Coming back
to earth, he held to It, rushing in DIFF
ferent directions but followed in every
one of them by a strangling stream Of
water.
"Let him alone; let him alone I"
shrieked Lettie. pumping the air with
her fists. "He hain't done nothing.
Let him alone!"
"I'll fix him." retorted Mr.. wopple,
chuckling with triumph. "Good rid
dance If I kill him."
With yell that split the neighbor-
ing atmosphere into two distinct parts,
Lettie made a dash for Mr.. Josiah
Wopple.
"You got me going" she shrilled.
snow look out"
Much may be done with water, and
in short space Of time. Much was
done with it in the Wopple-Penfleld
yards In the next FIVE minutes At
first 1t was managed solely by Mr..
Wopple, who played his old hose on
Lettie and Filibuster Caesar with not
able impartiality.s Whenever FIJI could
draw dry breath, he charged upon
the enemy-no longer in play, but with
low growls that had been bequeathed
by some fighting ancestor. Finally
these attempts eliminated.
It was while Lettie, thoroughly
soaked from head to foot, gyrating in
fruitless efforts to escape the stream
Of water, but at the same time draw
ing steadily nearer, shortening the
range in such way as to increase
the force with which she was being
pelted-it was while Lettie was occu-
pying the whole attention Of a pair
of beady, malicious eyes that Filibuster
Caesar Penfield sprang at Mr.. Wop-
pies hand, snapped In reversion to a
distant bulldog, then fortunately re-
considered at the behest Of some mild
er relative that had sat docilely on
cushions and by the fireside.
With a cry Of fright, Josiah Wop.
Pile dropped the hose and took turns
with Lettie at the jumping game.
Murder! Murder!" he snarled
"Im bit I'll have hydrophoby. O.
Lord, Pm bit"
"Sic him. Fil." urged Lettie. bite
him some more; bite him lot. He'd
oughter be ct. Sic him!"
FIJI Caesar, thus encouraged on the
CORY path, sprang to do the bidding
of his mistress, but was met by violent
opposition. During the scramble, the
crafty Lettie was able to seize the
hose; and with an inarticulate whooI
of triumph she flooded the person OF
Mr.. Josiah Wopple with superlative
skill that proved well-trained eye
and steady hand.
Shouts. barks, threats, water, filled
the air; increasing mud modified ev
erybody's intentions. Faces appeared
rt uCi-' lburms r'lnduws. but no on.
intei.,rrd or even spoke. This was
not so much due to an ethical att1-
tude in The Custard Cup as to an un.
written law of freedom In speech
and act, that no spectator might he
deprived of the full performance %
any drama that was started.
'Now will you let dogs alone7' In
Quired Lettle 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 al
each other during a moment Of truce
you'll pay for this" threatened Mr.
Wopple. think I'll have a dog
round after he bit mel"
A great fear clutched Letties heart
For moment her blood stopped; she