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Pants...$4 to $6.
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The Minister's Chickens
The Brownes are our next door neighbors. By "the Brownes," I mean the Rev. Mr. Browne himself, the Rev. Mr. Browne's wife, the Rev. Mr. Browne's six children and the Rev. Mr. Browne's six chickens. The last named are very important members of the family. Their history in brief, is as follows: One Easter morning, the Rev. Mr.'s Brown on unlocking his front door, discovered a basket hanging upon the door knob, and in the basket, six downy little chickens, one for each of the young Brownes.
Needless to say the children were delighted with the "sweet little dears," as they called them, but as they had never studied the act of poultry raising, they were at a loss to know what should be done with their gift. Papa and Mamma Browne were appealed to, but they were as ignorant on the subject as the little Brownies. Finally, however, the difficulty was solved. A handsome bird-cage was purchased, in which the chickens were duly installed. On fine sunny days, this cage usually hung up on the front veranda of the parsonage; on dark days, it appeared in one of the south windows. The chickens grew apace. Soon the cage was discarded, and a snug little house was built in the preacher's back yard.
One day I heard an unusual commotion at our next door neighbors, — a sound of vigorous "shoeing" and wild flapping of aprons. Suddenly the tumult ceased, and I heard the preacher's deep voice say, "Run and ask Miss Ada, she'll know what to do." Naturally at the mention of my name, I picked up my ears. In a few minutes the preacher's eldest daughter came running in, her cheeks all flushed with excitement, her pretty cands, and the blue ribbons of her tea gown fairly dancing. "Oh, Miss Ada," she cried, "one of our chickens has been in its nest all day!"
"Well?" I replied, and continued my knitting.
"Oh, but Miss Ada, we can't get her off at all, and we're afraid she's sick."
"I presume the hen is sitting," I ventured to suspect."
"Why of course, didn't I say that she sae there all day; but what shall we do with her?"
"I have heard that a sudden dose of water is good in such cases," I replied.
"A sudden dose of water!" Well, would you give it—ah—externally or internally?
"Externally, by all means.
"And about how much for a dose?"
"Two or three bucketsful is usually sufficient."
"Oh! Hot or Cold?"
"Very cold."
"Oh! Something like a shower bath?"
"Yes, something like a shower bath."
In a minute, I heard her telling the rest of the family what Miss Ada said was the proper thing to do and out of curiosity. I stepped to the window to see the result. The Rev. Mr. Browne uncoiled the hose, and carefully pointed it at the offending hen. The eldest daughter entreated him to be careful, and not hurt it; and then the feminine Brownes retired to a safe distance; and the operation proceeded. Thus enjoined to be careful, the Rev. Mr. Browne regulated the hose so as to give the spray which he used upon his most delicate plants. Under this refreshing sprinkle, the hen chucked contentedly, but did not offer to move. Gradually the spray was increased; still the hen was obdurate. Finally, with set teeth and a fine grasp of the hose, the preacher turned the water on full force. Such an angry cackle as asrose! The hen half tumbled, half flew from the nest, and with rumped feathers and outstreached wings, started straight for her persecutor. Without waiting for an encounter, the Rev. Mr. Browne dropped the hose and fed precipitately in the house closely followed by Mrs. Browne and the six younger Brownes.
The eldest daughter appeared at an upper window, close behind her were Rev. Mr. Browne, his wife and the five younger Brownes. "Oh, Miss Ada," she called, "Miss Ada"
Wen?
"What do you suppose is the matter with that hen?"
"I fear that it has not been brought up right," I replied.
"O'Millar heard the Prawner."
up right, I replied.
"Olh!" chorused the Brownes.
Football Games This Year.
There will be more football games played on McCook field than ever before in one season. Eight games in all have been scheduled, and there may be others. This is the right idea for the management and for the University. Nothing will tend more to enlist an interest in athletics than opportunities to see the team engaged in contest.
Every student, of course, likes to go
down town and hear the dispatches read relating how K. U. is winning a game one hundred or more miles away, and everyone likes to go down town to help "swipe" dry goods boxes to build a big bon fire between the parks and make merry with tin horns and shouts and speeches over victories won abroad but after awhile one begins to enquire "what kind of a team have we anyway?" as he reflects that he has never or seldom seen it play.
But this year there is to be a change. With eight games scheduled for McCook field shares in the athletic association ought to be in big demand. A share in the Athletic association which sells for $2 entitles the holder to addmittance to all games both base ball and football which are glayed on McCook field. Twenty-five cents is the lowest price ever charged for a single admission to any game and the price has been as high as thirty-five cents. A share in the athletic association will therefore pay for itself in admission to the field this fall and will practically give the holder all the base ball games free. Then besides admissions the holder has the privilege to vote for directors of the new board to be elected in October which elects the managers of the various teams for next year. Taking it all in all the investment of two dollars in a share of the Athletic association is a good one and every old and new student should govern himself accordingly.
rapped
He did not intend to propose to her that evening. In fact, it was doubtful if he intended to propose at all, because—well, because he did not intend to propose to any one.
But how can a man help comforting a woman when she is in seeming sorrow? Especially a man of Baxter's nature?
Baxter was quite an eligible party, rich, handsome, and all the rest, but some way or other he had always managed to keep himself free, and always intended to—until that night.
The shaded lamp cast a rosy glow over the room—as they always do in love stories—and Baxter found Miss Townsend sitting by the open fire. There was a peculiar expression in Miss Townsend's brown eyes, an expression of determination, an expression which said as plainly as words "do not die." but Baxter saw it not.
Miss Townsend arose as Baxter came toward her, and languidly held out her hand.
"I am so glad you have come," she said, "I need some one—one some to cheer me. I am so lone—it is so gloomy outside, and the weather always affects me."
Baxter looked at her more closely. Her tall form, clothed in some shiny, white material—Baxter thought it was all long, straight lines—seemed taller than ever. And how white and drawn her face was! Her eyes, too seemed dewy, and suspiciously red.
"What can be the matter?" thought Baxter, "Surely the poor child has heard that I am going away."
Baxter always had a fatherly way about him when he talked to young ladies, no matter how elegant, or how worldly they might be. It was always "my dear, young lady," or "poor child," with Baxter.
He drew a low chair close by Miss Townsend's side, and narrowly watched her beautiful face. Baxter thought he was doing a very clever piece of character dissecting as he he sat there noting the different expressions that passed over Miss Townsend's countenance.
He talked on and on, of various interesting subjects, and then gradually led the topic up to that most interesting subject of all—himself, and his hopes and plans. He hoped to travel much in order to gain that polish and worldliness which only a traveled man possesses. In short, he was making plans even then for an extended European tour—Baxter stopped suddenly.
For a moment Baxter did not know what to do. At last, however, he took her hand, which was in inviting distance, although Baxter knew it not. How cold it was! And she was trembling! Baxter's heart thrilled with joy—or vanity, which is almost the same thing.
Miss Townsend was looking away into the distance, her face white, her lips trembling.
Miss Townsend covered her face with her hands. She seemed in great misery. "Oh," she gasped, "I believe this will kill me!" The words came piteously—it was only by a violent effort that she kept back the tears that struggled to come into her eyes.
"Lenore," he said, caressing her fingers,
"I am going away—going away to Europe next Wednesday."
Baxter was on his knees in a moment.
"Poor child, poor child," he said gently,
"You are sad and in trouble. I wish you would tell me—that I could help you. I would give my life to be of the very least service to you."
Two hours later Baxter was bidding Miss Townsend good night. He had postponed his intended trip for some reason or other, and Miss Townsend knew it. In
fact the date had been set for some months later, and Miss Townsend was going along.
"Lenore," he said, as he held her hand in quiet happiness. "Tell me what was the matter this evening? What was the trouble, was it because I—
Miss Townsend's lips trembled. A rosy flush manured her face and brow. By a great effort she raised her eyes and looked straight into Baxter's mild blue depths. She faltered, and then.
"It was only the toothache," she murmered.
The clock struck twelve.
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