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Show j)0K agents revenge. I WAY HE GOT EVEN WITH A KIT HEADED OLD FARMER. Iras Kicked Out of the Bouts, bat limed Loaded with Dynamite The pan' Daughter "Rather Liked Him." I t Eick Agentt. jriow I am only a book, agent, one of I well oiled talking machines, com-lv com-lv supposed to be composed of a cur-lompound cur-lompound of "gab," "check," "gall" reveral other pleasant ingredients. I t and won't, when it comes down I'.ual business, stand being kicked. lw I am homely and red headed and I. and I don't care who tells me so; Ihe man who kicks me (ouches, me lender spot and I will have revenge, lo year ago I was canvassing in lant Prairie. Ever been there? Itiful place, level as a lake, rich soil, people, beautiful girls, but extraor-p extraor-p big footed fathers. One day, It an hour before noon, I came to a t, fine farm house. I walked up and I the door bell a vigorous pull. The I was opened by a young girl as fresh I pretty to look at as a new blown I I bowed with the easy graceful-lofan graceful-lofan accomplished book agent, an Inly attained by long and constant lice, and greeted her with my most Itching smile. She kindly invited Into the parlor, while' her two eyes ped upon me like rays of light sliin-Ibrough sliin-Ibrough the windows of heaven. a' interrupted tete a tete. h seated herself upon tho sofa, and jinking "faint heart never won fair I.' pulled out my prospectus and took It by her side. For one short, happy I I talked with that fair young pn, when, just as we were begin-I begin-I get somewhat loving' and con-ftial, con-ftial, tho door opened, and a six f J. raw boned, big footed young P entered. He stared at ns in Man k lament for a moment and then ejac-r4: ejac-r4: "Gall, what in thunder are you IS i'h that young Great Scott! la book agent!" he ended abruptly, lnag sight of my prospectus, f l.r", 1 sai(J' "sing and politely bow-I bow-I 'I iiave the honor of introducing to I a work". hn& I," he broke in, starting for me, pe the pleasure of kicking you out of jaonse. You little red headed" flj fot wait to hear more, but catch- IS cf the 8ize of his boot8 1 d my hat and started. Just as I Fed tho door his foot caught me like f'UE cyclone, and, helping me over peps, landed me in the midst of a r rose bush. j!iea I crawled out of that bush I I as niad a piece of humanity to the f-hr011 as ever eiisteJ: but 1 L , tlle raging volcano within, P nu bowed politelv. tam," I Eaid, turning to tho girl, f as 6tanding on the doorstep laugh-L laugh-L n?e-"I beg your pardon for my L Necessity compelled me to ieJUr SWeet Presence a trifle more r 'y than either politeness or in-UT in-UT 'nciined me to; but in the near V 6haI' do myself the honor to call for jou, j addressing ;rmer, ",ve two ahall meet again." . ffie catch your red head siiining 'Yhf aeain and 1 kick -vou a11 ' i,!atm"' was the sweet good-by |
