Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1926-03-25

know found them most disconcert-
ingly competent. About the only
service ! was able to do was to shoot
rabbit for them; one of those bie
white fellows. Jolly good eating, /
should say"
How long ago was that?" Jack In
terrupted, sharply.
"Oh, not 80 lonS; In fact, they
spoke of saving him for your home
coming"
"Ahal And again, Ahai Come
along, you conspirator
We seized Spool by the arms and
marched him into the house. Mario
RE and Jean were there; although
we had two houses the girls were
nearly always together in the one on
Fourteen. Jean declared that Mar
jorie was much the better housekeeper
Of the two, and she came there for
lessons.
We thrust the somewhat bewildered
Spool into their presence.
1--WE have discovered your duplic-
ity," said Jack, sternly, addressing
the girls. 1--WE now know the secret
Of Marjorie's craftsmanship"
"Oh, by Jove!" Spool exclaimed. 81
seem to have messed things up. I'm
afraid you will think me an awful
rotter, Miss Hall. Really"-turning
to Electrically, 1t wasn't l that shot
the bally hare at all"
you're only getting in DEEPER" said
Jack. "'Fess up, and stay for sup
per-"
Spool did both, and jolly night
we had, playing euchre after the sup
per dishes were cleared away. But
before he left he recalled that an
errand Of mercy lay at the bottom of
his visit.
II dropped into Browns the other
day." he said. "Mrs. Brown is bit
fed up. Staring out of the window,
and all that kind of thing Poor old
Brown is quite useless; worse than
I am, If that is possible, but his wife
has quality in her that will count If
| she doesn't 60 under first. She needs
| you two girls over there now and
| again, just to put bit of sunshine
in her soul. Now just hitch up the
oxen tomorrow and slip over to Sec
ton Four and jolly her out of the
dumps"
"Well, suppose we do" Jack agreed.
"But how about you keeping up your
end of the social service? Why wish
it all on to us?" ..,
II don't follow you. have already
been to the Browns"
,"But not to Mrs. Atoms, so far as
we can learn. Mrs. Brown may have
no monopoly of loneliness"
Perhaps 1t was only imagination,
but it seemed to me that Spoof's face,
usually so frank and open, suddenly
became q mask. But he came back
quickly and easily. .
II could hardly do that, don't you
know? 1t would not be quite the
thing"
"Why not?" said Jean, as ingenu-
Gus as ever. 80
"Why, it would hardly be the thing
its not in accord"
"You mean 1t isn't DONE" sup
piled.
Exactly. But of course know
I'm a greenhorn yet, even though /
am beginning to ripen In spots. That
reminds me, I've had another letter
from the governor. He wants me to
shoot him a young chinook"
"A chinook"
eyes. When I wrote him a recent
treatise entitled An Incident in Hay
Field, or, How About Check for
Hundred Poands'-you will remember
the time-I covered the ragged edge of
my purpose with a dissertation upon
the prairie climate. l told him that it
consisted of melange of everything
from Naples at its best to Norway
at it's worst-from sleepy kittens pur-
ring in the sun to wild she-tigers raging
through the jungle. From climate L
moved to grass by easy stages, and
from grass to hay, and from that to
the matter of one hundred pounds.
On the way explained that this part
of the country is not really in the
chinook belt, although occasionally one
came down this far. So now am COM
missioned to shoot for the governor a
young chinook. He thinks the skin
would look a bit of all right on the
library floor, don't you know?"
"And, of course, you will shoot one?"
"a request from ones immediate
paternal ancestor, accompanied by a
draft for hundred pounds, is not to
be lightly disregarded."
LET me Think" said Jack, and for
a few moments we remained silent to
give his mind elbow room.
81 have it," he suddenly exclaimed
HAS your governor ever seen bad
gerY'
mot likely except possibly at the
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