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Updated: May 4, 2025
A moment more, and Jimmie Dale, his mask in his pocket, had emerged from the lane, and was walking nonchalantly along to the street corner; another, and he had boarded a street car but under Jimmie Dale's coat was a most suspicious bulge.
It is becoming too much for poor Betsy Dan, whose lips begin to twitch. "There " Whack! whack! "Elizabeth Campbell!" The master's tone was quite terrible. "I don't care! He won't leave me alone. By this time Betsy's apron was up to her eyes, and her sobs were quite tempestuous. "James, stand up!" Jimmie slowly rose, red with laughter, and covered with confusion.
When they stumbled into the roadside hamburger stand, the lights blurred before their eyes, and the hot steamy air with its cooking smells made Rose-Ellen so dizzy that she could hardly eat the hamburger and potato chips and coffee slammed down before her on the sloppy counter. Jimmie went to sleep with his head in his plate and had to be wakened to finish.
He hopped into the water to cool himself off and then, when he had hopped out again, he asked: "I say, Jimmie, are your folks expecting company?" "I don't think so," answered Jimmie. "I saw mamma setting the table and she wasn't putting the clean cloth on. No, I guess we're not going to have company, or there'd be a clean cloth put on. Why do you ask?"
His last week on earth had been more of a strain on Jimmie than he appreciated; and the night the Ceramic sailed he slept the drugged sleep of complete nervous exhaustion. Late the next morning, while he still slept, a passenger on the Ceramic stumbled upon the fact of his disappearance.
"No-o," said Jimmie Dale, in a queer singsong sort of way, and his head seemed to spin dizzily around. "No I guess " He choked. "The paper it's in my pocket" and he went down unconscious on the floor of the car. When he recovered his senses he was lying on a couch in a plainly furnished room, and a man, a stranger, red, jovial-faced, farmerish looking, was bending over him.
But Aunt Lettie did worry. In fact she had to worry about something, anyhow, so I suppose it is just as well that she worried about the pussy willows. And, when they all went to bed that night, the last thing she said was: "Now, you mark my words! Those pussies will be cats before you know it." But Lulu and Alice and Jimmie did not think so. However you just wait and see what happened.
Because Jimmie had to watch the machine, and keep the oil-cups full, his was classed as semi-skilled labour, and was paid nineteen and a half cents an hour.
"Quite a little run out to my place, you know and with, you know what, I don't care to be out too late." "No, of course," concurred Jimmie Dale, getting into his own coat. They walked out of the club together, and Markel climbed importantly into the tonneau of a big gray touring car.
Jimmie, and said if madam was so sure that she had worn a ring, which all his clerks assured him she had not worn, then, for the honor of his house, he must beg madam to choose another ring, of whatever value she liked, and it should be a present from him! Now, Mrs. Jimmie is a very Madonna of calmness, but at that she ignited.
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