Evening star., 1923-01-21

and rob me. And I stood for every
thing until we got to this Havana
place. What you think. Trilby May?
They couldn't understan' me there
when talk plain United States. Not
a-tall. And different money. And
they sells me tickets to a show
where they had bolls fghtin'. 'This'll
be about all for me- I tells Hilda.
L wanna get back to a civilized,
Christian country, and I wanna get
there quick SO there was a steamer
for New York and we caught 1t.
never was so glad to get anywhere
as that day we landed here. You
bet,''
I ehuckled. "I can well believe it.
Pete" says I. "And you didn't go
back to Minnesota
ELSA just wouldn't" says he.
''She wants to see plays, and buy
new clothes, and so on. ALI, right
says I. But I don't live in no more
hotels. II you gotta stick around
New York, then we'll buy a place
nearby You see, the company's
checks had been pilin' up while was
gone, and when I counts how much
d made more'n I'd spent. why,
was feelin' kinda rich. guess that's
how come to let 'em sell me such g.
big place. Do you know what the
agent called 1t, Triiby May? An
estate! Ridge Manor is the name on
the stone gate posts. Think Of that
the Jensens 1fvin' at Ridge Manor"
I didn't want to strain my think
er, so 1 just blinked at him and
nodded encouraging.
'I wisht you could come. out and
see 1t, and Hilda and the youngsters"
suggests Pete, with an appealing
look In his light blue eyes. They
they'd be awful tickled If you would,
specially Hildasand Elsa"
"And 1 should like to see them."
says 1. when are you going homer"
fright now," says Pete. 81 been
in here-that store just below-buy-
in one of them pianos that plays
itself. You know. Elsa's been teas
in for one,' though she's got a big
phonograph and a lotta records. But
she's lonesome out there, so I said
I'd get her the best one in town. /
guess I did. Cost enough, by YIN
miny. But It's all paid for and
they'll put 1t In next week, so that's
over. And If you'll come right along
now"
"All right" says I. "Hail that
taxi"
4 ND going out on the White Plains
Y Dat 4f
about folks at the Junction. Young
Milt Brunen, who'd been our big war
hero and had almost a statue of
himself put up next to the band
stand, had been caught rum-running
and been sent to jail; there'd been a
fire in Feltner's store that had wiped
out the feed and shoe department,
and some thought old Jim touched It
of SOS to get the insurance; and the
Rev. Hanks of the Baptist Church
had broken his engagement to Miss
Smalley, the milliner,- and married q
girl from Biwabik that he'd met at q
cake sale; and old Judge Beckett,
whose wife died last March, had mar
ried one of the NCrillen twins in July;
and the mine captain at Little Samp-
son had shot a stranger that he claim
ed was an ]. w. w. agent and the
coroner's jury had called it a case
of self-defense; and so on and so
forth untiliI was almost homesick.
"Just think what we've been miss
ing, Pete." says I. But I suppose
you have been getting acquainted
with a lot OF new folks?"
Well" says Pete. .I talk some
with the feller that comes for the
grocery order, and they know me
pretty we'll down to the garage where
I get the iivTer fixed"
"Fiivver" says L. "why. Pete! I
/ SHOULD think you'd have a regular
kcar,"
4'Sure. got one" says he. 'Limou-
sine. But don't dast to drive II.
Elsa. she runs that. Ne. I sticks to
the fiivver."
sure enough. 1t was into a muddy
battered hivver that we climbed when
I'VE got to Petess station, and We did
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