The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-10-07

Without giving Faith chance to
uttor the shocked protests that were
trembling on her lips. Cherry skip
ped into the dining room. snatch |
her impudcnt little hat from her
head, and flung i. cxpertly 50 that
it became saucy headgcar for the
green glass bowl Of artificial fruit
on the sideboard. 80
Hello, Daddy!" In her i musical
voice there was no hint ~ anger
or resentment for the whipping he
had given her tho night before. She
flung herself like child against the
breast of the stopped, ,haggard-faccd
man coming 'on slow, tired feet into
the dining room, his sbectacles push
cd high on his forehead. Lets kiss
and make up. Daddy" she said lay
ing her cheek against the grayish
leather of his face, and smiling like
repentant child.
IAN right. Let's eat supper" her
father said gruffly, his arm stiff
about her slim shoulders, but there
were tears in his kind brown eyes.
sBut no more shcnanignns from you,
young lady!" he cautioned her with
2 feeble attempt to impress his au-
thority upon her.
Gee: you sure know how to use
the soft soap, Cherry" Joy, coming
IN to supper in a soiled and torn play
frock, giggled at the unusual tabaeau
Of Cherry kissing her father.
!. "You shut up!" Cherry whirlcd
upon her, her rcpcntant mood shat
tered. "You needn't think just be-
cause Muggy's sick-for heavens
sake, look. at that dress! And your
hands and face! You look rs il you'd
been wall0wing in mud"
Il amt done it," Joy shrillcd, wip-
Ing her hands on. the front Of her
dress. me and Grace been maxim
mud pies under the housc---that's all.
Faith give us some dried up old CO.
eOanut to make coccanut layer cakes
with. We got whole bakery. with
fecny biscuits. n choc1ut cakes n
cherry pies ~"
"Fok goodness sake GO and wash"
Cherry screamed. "Taith, does this
child have TO 90 around looking like
this Honestly, I'd die il anybody
should happen to drop in and find
her looking like that"
L "Today was the first day Of school"
Faith said. "Shc wore her. new tan
linen dress, and Of course she had to
take 1t off to keep it nice and clean.
And then half a dozen kids came
over to do their home work with her,
and they got under foot so that
rent them out to play. I didn't care
whether they made mud pics or what
they did, SO long - / could do my
work in peace. Slip on that faded
mink chambray dress, Joy, honey, and
Il sure to wash your knees"
ii Where's Junior - Mr.. Lane was
Hdlin9 generous helping OF Irish
stew from the big bowl into the thick
| 9nner plates. r
Here am, Dad! ; stepped on tho
yas when smellcd the Irish stew!
Don't giycs me too many carrots,sbut
lot! % onions and potatoes"
This isn't = a9eRt order lunch
wagon. son." Mr.. Lane said mildly,
but Faith smiled with amusement as
sh noted that he gave his son OK
acsly what he had trequested. "How's
business today, ,Jimmy1"
:"Midd!in'." Long" Lane grinned,.
IS he shoveled enthusiasticaily' into
bib heaping plate Of stew. Cleared
VIXEN get the old bus paid for,
dealin' direct with the jobbers, III be
GET Rich Quick Wallingford, Junior
and then ! WONT give doggonc
II you do call me Junior"
He EAisedshis head from. his almost
prpyerful attention to stew, to grin
ai4iably at the members Of mis- fam
liz. But when his good-h nofcd,
beautiful glance rested on Cherry,
6n1ntily. raising n foSkfu1 az meqt to