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Show i c CO'.'-C':!. fi . ' l . ... ' O.i. Mr. n.iylish t eoiiceited. i Ert do te!I me a'sout it." 'It's very simple. --Ml you need is! ci obiiiia? swali boy prel?raily i abort ton yeas s old end a sc:'a j prt ivtably one w',:.i a hisa bacf . Von j piece the bey behind tbe s..i and t?Kn after makir.; yourseif, .', terri- j Lly agreeable to the young lr. .p.. in- j vile bin; t- ee:re and sit beside yo.;. j Th -n you ask !;Hn if ho wouMi 't iii ? : to ;e:;rr. a nv sar.-.e that is ail tl.ej rae in Lcn-'.cn or Paris or any other i i i BY PAUL PERELL. 'Copyright. lWji, by Daily Story Pub. Co) "There are various ways to tame them," said the girl with the big pem-padour, pem-padour, "the best of which might be ! (kissed under the general head of j 'Humiliation.' " "Yea," said the cute girl, curled gracefully in the wicker chair, "juncture "junc-ture a man's conceit, make him ridiculous ridicu-lous and you have hiin on tbe road to regeneration." j "Tel! ls (,-.:. you r thi'.'g' "it. was this very .r;err. -oa, I'.bor-l i.aif rn hour r,p," 'v ,1 Kite tbe: a. i.er.:Ii:as herself c- iv ra cl' tie- I i'ar"-t chair. "! asked Wiiiiu-!ir.g..l.-.n to onset tbe ro.'a c!' iae small-bey small-bey and the little rogue was only toe .'.el. sine 1. So he l id behind tbe bo i:t t.:e Hl-rary, into w: icli I lave 1 Wilf Mr. Enriisb to let. k at a rev; bo.k of engravings. Pretty soe.i wot finished v-i.b the Look n:tJ 1 .x.-l.c-i him if ne di In't want .o I arc my nsr game, j.tst as you t:iid n.o. He lo".i:er. j rather nuzzled ail the mors so prob-ably prob-ably b :rause I was trciu'.-iiug with excitement but agreed to t ie proposition. propo-sition. So I wound a grtat big napkin about his head he uidn'i appear to. think it funny that a napkin was lying ly-ing about tbe library and at the signal sig-nal Willie tip-toed around and kis-.ail. Lira twice so loud taat 1 was afiaid: the whole bouse would hoar." "And then I suppose Hr. Eng.'isk i bugged and kissed me touJer W.Hie in return," said tbe delighted audience. mi&A 1 iF '?W!uh VsTP ' ' 't "-.-raw li ' WM!lilf MMti The youngest girl sat on tbe veranda steps with her hands clasped over her knees and gazing dreamily across the lawn. "I wish " she began, then stopped and sighed gently. "What is it, innocence?'' asked tbe pompadour girl. "Why, you're blushing! blush-ing! Have the monsters been troubling troub-ling you, too? Aren't even the children chil-dren safe?" "I'm eighteen," replied the girl on the steps, unclasping her hands and sitting up very straight, "and I ceme out next winter." "But you're fearfully youthful, just the same; and if any man or boy has been mean to you it is the duty of old -campaigners like us to stop it. Come, now, what is it?" "Oh, he hasn't been mean or anything any-thing like that," answered the youngest young-est with bashful reluctance; "only he is so so kind and so superior. I'm sure he classes me with his small sister. sis-ter. They say he's scarcely thirty, yet tbe very first time we met he called me 'Bessie' as though I were In short dresses. Come to think of it, I was playing golf with my hair in a braid, but that was no reason why he should have kept it up after he saw me in that lovely white evening gown. Ho might as well have patted me on the head." "I supose you mean Wilford English," En-glish," said the cute girl, patiently. "Why, yes didn't I say 'so?" "No, you simpleton. Now that's juit why ho behaves as he does. He can't h alp seeing that you consider him too splendid for anything; and that would make a saint put on airs." "Hush, Alice, somebody might hear you." "But everybody knows it already. I tell you, if you ever hope to get him" whispers of "Oh, Alice!" "if you really think he's worth while, that is, you must make him see tnat you "Ao o; I guess Mr. English is different dif-ferent from the men you experimented: with. lie sat perfectly still at first, only giving a queer, inanieulate kind. of a cry that must have frightened Willie; for he unlocked his arms and jurr.ped out of the way. Then Mr. English took a long breath and said, 'Why, Bessie, you needn't have taken all that trouble just to kiss an old fellow like me.' And in some way he got my hand and held it tight. " 'But it wasn't me,' I stammered. 'It was Willie.' I was never more-mortified more-mortified in my life and I believe I began to cry, for I remember that the-shoulder the-shoulder of his coat was quite damp."" "His coat?" "Yes; when he got the blindfold oft and saw how badly I felt he tried to-console to-console me, and I don't know how, but I must have put my face down on his shoulder. I was terribly ashamed and had to hide my face somewhere, I don't remember exactly what happened hap-pened next; but he smoothed my hair and soothed me as though I were ten years old acted exactly as he always does and well, we're engaged which is the chief tning I wanted to tell you." "Now I call that a remarkable success," suc-cess," declared the pompadour girl. "Success yes," replied the cute girl; "but what I don't understand is why you let him catch you. The plan was, as soon as the small boy began his work to get up and out of the way. Didn't you remember?" "Yes, I remembered," said the youngest girl. "I did start to run away just as you directed, but when I tried "' to rise I found that I couldn't. That young rascal Willie had tied the ends of ir.y belt ribbon to the back of He sofa." "I fir wk IF '.Bi I wound a great big napkin around bis head. place you happen to th .ik of. He says yes, of course, whereupon you take a "Certainly he would and what do you suppose he would do?" big handkerchief or scarf and blindfold blind-fold him tight. When you're sure he can't see you say: 'Are you ready?' He replies, 'Yes,' which is the signal for the boy behind or under the sofa, who immediately steals around in front and throws his arms around your conceited young man's neck and kisses him." Elizabeth's blue eyes had grown wider and wider as the recital progressed. pro-gressed. "Oh, Marjorie!" she cried, "how could you do such a thing? He'd think it was you!" "I don't know," said Elizabeth," examining ex-amining the tip of her shoe. "Yes, you do; the man doesn't exist ex-ist who, under such provocation, won't return the kisses with interest, until he discovers that his attentions are-being are-being wasted on a small boy, by which time you have disappeared, with a mocking laugh trailing behind you." "As the boys say," put in Alice, "you depart, giving him the merry 'ha-ha.' If you can have a select gallery concealed con-cealed somewhere about the premises so much the better. You have no idea how sheepish tne man looks when he gets his blindfold off." "But, Alice, are you sure it would do any good in my case, I mean?" "Assuredly. Humble a man and you have him at your mercy." The conversation was brought to a sudden close by the appearance of a broad-shouldered youth, who stalked up the path and said, with a self-confident air, "Come on, take a sail, Bessie; Bes-sie; there's a darling breeze." The youngest girl cast a glance at her companions that seemed to say, "There, you see?" although she rose with alacrity and replied, "Thanks, Mr. English; I'd love to go. Goodbye, Good-bye, girls," and the couple departed toward the lake. It was late afternoon of the second day after the preceding conversation and Marjorie and Alice had just descended de-scended in their prettiest dinner frocks, when the youngest girl came flying down the long veranda to fling herself into the arms of first one and then the other. "You dear things!" she cried, all out of breath. "It's all on account of you! It Just happened, and I could hardly wait to tell you!" "Did you actually try 'Tamer Number Num-ber Two?' " "And did it work beautifully. Just as we said it would?" "Oh, it worked exquisitely, but not exactly as you promised a great deal Ptie youngest girl cat on the veranda steps with her bauds clasped over her knees. consider him quite beneath your notice. You might make him do anything any-thing silly or ridiculous and then laugh at him. He'd probably go off In a huff, to return before long and fawn at your feet. Isn't that so, Marjorie Mar-jorie T" "I think," said the one thus appealed ap-pealed to, in thoughtful tones, "I think that 'Tamer Number Two' would suit his case admirably." " 'Tamer Number Two'?" "We lad several 'tamers' at school, jut this was the best. Alice and I vw.d it beautifully last summer on |