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TRAVEL SERVICE Saturday: I & Jake & Blisters took are dogs out to ketch some Rabe‘ts‘. Plenty of luck, but it was all bad luck. The Rabets d-ont no how to walk & the dogs euddent ketch them when they run. Keep Your Liver Active Fridaly‘: Pa .& the noosepaper gets things badly mixt. Yesterdy Pa & the paper sed- Mike Mulligan has be- cum a defective on‘ the police force. Mike got mad about it & the paper a. polly gised this ‘1). m. & sed Mike are reely a detective on the police farce. Witch- were ment to be sed in the lst place. Now I supose the other os‘sifers will get about 1/2 sore. stun“? W to Bmt Britnin and the Continent. We! service to West India, PASQPORTS ARRANGED POE Rail tickets and sleeper Munitions. EXPRESS TELEGRAPH Gan. National Station Richmond Hill Y. B. hey, Agent Phone 189 I am for Eddie. & Jane aint even a 2d handed widder. But I match her agenst Wallie Simpkins for looks and etc. Thursday: I see in the p. m. noosepaper that Edward the Sst has abdikated his thrown to marrie a Ameriken widdoe & I sed to myself if I get to be a king 01‘ gum thing & bait to get offen it to marrie then Wednesday: I keep wandering in skool if they are sum thing I otto of ast Sandy for wifich I fer-got. Enny how, the teecher red in a book where it sed ast & ye shall receev. after doo konsidderashen I have sum dent. I can recall to memry 1 or 2 ocashenls du‘rent 19 & 36 when mebby I wassent eksacley a Angle. 01- no thing of that kind. But mebbe Sandy aint onto my kurves. Intirely. Septic Tanks Installed Pumps Barn & Stable Equipment 74 Yonge Street Phone 92F R. H. KANE TINSMITHING FURNACES - PLUMBING HEATING PHONE 71 GLM’S DRUG SME Sunday: Spent the evnim Sandy! Clos what I want to being good lsays if AGENT MASSEY HARRIS Farm Implements Muchinery and Repairs Telephone Richmond Hill 39 THURSDAY, DECEMBER 17th, 1936. Will Repay You in Health SLATS’ DIARY Charles Graham (By Oliver N. Warren) has long been noted as a stimulator of lazy livers. It peps y0u up and keeps your stomach act- ing properly. Try it for that dizziness. headache and bilious ness. Parke’s LIVER TONE Tuesday : Come to think of it & mark. Moiday : All I ast Sandy for are a. bisickel, a shot gun that nos-e how to hit Rabets and ebc, a ottomobee] that hast to have gas & 3 pr. of rulbers. Will I get rissults. What do you think. $1.00 I want to get for being good but Pa says if Sandy knows me like Pa does I may have the evning' rit over “Because I was brought up by a man who roars. My father is the gentlest soul in the world, but he --'behaves just the way you do. You “Why aren’t you properly terrified by me?” he blurted out. Suddenly one rainy afternoon she looked up from her desk to find him actually chuckling at her. Her eyes twinkled in return and she stopped her work long- enough to corral a stray wisp of a curl. At the end of three days, his re. sistance was broken down completeâ€" ly. She had seen through him from the very first and was unperturlbed 'by his roaring, by his unreasonable- ness, by his highâ€"handed way with the world. He had tried to intimiâ€" date her by piling more work on her desk than any two people could handle. Her nimble fingers whipped out threeJourths of it and the rest 'she calmly turned‘ over to a steno- grapher. “Bring Missâ€"Missâ€"What’s your na Scott. Bring Miss Scott a typewriter. She’s the newâ€"ahâ€" she’s my new secretary.” He turnâ€" ed to Kathleen as an after.thought. “I’m hiring you,” he announced. “So I gathered,” she replied im- pudently, and then undid the misâ€" chief promptly with her smile. His buzzer sounded like a nest of angry bees in the outer office and a thin harassed little woman with terâ€" rified eyes popped her head around the door. “That’s a fine way for a girl to talk to her boss,” he growled. “Take off your hat. Take off your hat.” And, with his voice rising to a roar, “Miss Watkins! Olh, Miss Watkins!" “I’ve done secretarial work, if that’s what you mean,” she replied with her irresistible smile. “And I think I have sense. That’s just my personal opinion, 01' course. I’ve been told otherwise. Every one’s en- titled to an opinion.” “Can you type? Can you keep “books? Can you take shorthand? Got any sense? I say have you got any sense?” “Say, that’s an idea,” the old man thought suddenly. “Maybe a girl as pretty as thisâ€"Maybe if I hired her as my secretaryâ€"” He sud- denly lunged forward and‘ peered at Kathleen intently. “I didn’t know that there wn‘i‘d be a job,” she replied. “I inst thought I’d like to work here. You can’t find jobs Without looking for them, you know.” There was amuse- ment in the quiet voice. Certainly there was no timidity. And she came to the point. She spoke up. She wasn’t afraid of him. That was what he liked. It, had been so long since he’d found anyOne who didn’t qa-ke visibly in his presence. Only his son, Arthur, and after all, he had trained him. Now they shout- ed at each other whenever their opinions differed, which was often. As a matter of fact, at the mom- entâ€" “VF-“f gave you the idea there was a job here? Haven’t had a job open for years. Don’t expect to have either.” “I came to apply for 3 40b,” was the (writ reply. “I’m Kathleen Scott. NobP'“: let me in. I just walked- by them." “Now what do you want?” he ‘bel- lowed. “Who are you? Speak un! Speak un' Sneak up! I can't be dawdlt'nN aro‘tnd all day! Who are you? What do you want?” Why in the devil didn’t she show some sign of timidity! Weren’t his eyebrows bristling in their usual for- bidding manner? Hadn’t his glare been his standard awe-inspiring glare? He rumpled one hand through his ironâ€"gray thatch, inadâ€" vertently giving himself the air of a tomcat with its back up, and thump- ed one fist down on the desk with such force that everything in the room jumped, except his visitor. “Shut the door, can’t you!” His uninvited guest shut the door obligingly, unperturbed by his as- tounding rudeness. She was dimun- itive as to size, and as trim as an Annapolis cadet on dress parade. Her neat blue suit, was businesslike, but distinctly feminine, and her pert gay hat revealed soft, childlike curls of pure gold. “Grr-umphâ€"ahâ€" Who are you? What d’you want? Who let you in ?" Ard, seeing through the open door the awe-struck faces of his horri- fied' employees in the outer office, “Shut the door, can’t you!” The bright piquant face with its tip_ti1ted nose and its merry brown eyes was too much for him. He merely managed a growl. tarnation tinctl V QQWWWMWW >6 N000 $0 WMOWONCM-GON Ellison Whitlock looked up from e papers piled before. him on his ge marbleâ€"top desk prepared to ar at the intruder. He had dis- tctly left word that no one should admitted this afternoon. Who in mation dared to defy his orders! THE LIBERAL SHORT STORY WRONG NAME â€" RIGHT RESULTS (By Margaret Thomas) “What would you do with a boy like that?” he queried seriously. “Why I wouldn’t worry too much about it, Mr. Whitlock,” Kathleen reâ€" plied thoughtfully. “There isn’t much vou can really do, I suppose. But he’ll probably change his mind, or at least respect your orders. And you mustn’t be too hard on young people, you know. I have half a notion you didn’t always do just as “Arthur said he was bringing her up tonight. But no Fuller is ever coming in my house as long- as I have anything to say about itâ€"and I told him so, too. And that’s final.” He turned to her. “I hired you 'because I liked you, and because I didn't see how any man in his senses, unless he was a hopeless fool, could help liking you. And if I was a young manâ€"«well, â€". Well, anyway I wanted my son to meet you. No father ever believes his own son is a complete idiot, and I hoped that you’d knock this Fuller woman out of his head." He suddenly smiled down at her like the gruff, friendly old bear that he really was. Then, as suddenly, he scowled. I “All right, I’ll plied. “None of I’ll tell‘ you." “My son has met his daughter,” he continued slowly. “Where they met, I don’t know. Don’t care, eith- er. And now the young pup wants me to meet herâ€"wants me to meet her!â€"-wants to bring her up to the house, mind you. Says she’s wondâ€" erful and that I’d like her. “Me like a Fuller, Bah!” He turn- ed to Kathleen. i “There are two poop?“ in this ,world that make any difference to me,” he proceeded. “One's; my son and he‘s a fine ‘boy. Right now I think he‘s got no sense, but he’s a fine boy for all that. The other’s H. Kingston Fuller. Used to be my partner, my best friend, until he in- sulted me. In pulblic, mind‘ you! And now he's my, worst enemy. My worst competitor, too. And of all the underhande'd, crookedâ€"dealing, cutâ€"throat operators you ever sawâ€"â€" Well, let that go. Anyway I vowed when we dissolved our partnership that I’d see myself in purgatory be- fore I’d have another thing to do with him. Or with his family. Or with his friends. I'll have none of them!” He banged his desk furious- ly. questions: Why You thought of 5‘ you do it on the ent. What was find out side and You’re smiled Chevrolet announces two cars for 1937â€"the Master and the Master de luxe. They are of identical Wheelbase and both powered by a really “Now THE LIBERAL, RICHMOND HILL, ONTARIO tal- w it fe u’m adv methin your spu tell )L hire me? that made the mom- “We-ll,” Kathleen sail slowly, “he likes Arthur. He really does. He even admits it. But he says he’ll never set foot in your house just the game, until you apologize for in- sulting him.” She winked at him impishly. “And in public, too! I The old man sank down into the nearest chair. Things were happen- Eng much too fast for him. Just what did he think about this, any- how. This was the moment for the storming and the raging. Why wasn’t he shaking the house with his roars? Suddenly he straightened. “Does your father know about this? Does King know about this? What does he think of this performâ€" ance? What does he say about it?” “I don’t mean to lie to you,” the words were tumlbling out. “My name is Kathleen Scott, even if that’s only part of it. I really only came up to get a look at you, and then you hired me by mistake!” “Yes, Dad,” Arthur spoke up. “It’s Kathleen you’ve been having such fits about all this time.” He grinned triumphantly and happily. “But I didn‘t disobey you, Dad. There are no Fullers in the house. Only Whit- locks.” And he put his arm around Kathleen and looked down at her adoringly. He began to understand. Then this was the daughterâ€" Kathleen broke away and ran up to him. Before he could catch his breath, her young arms were around his neck, and she had‘ planted a kiss on his weatherbeaten oldv cheek. “What’s this! What‘s this! Say, what is this! What are you up to you two?” His growls could be heard out in the hallway, and: the tempestuous tramp of his pacing came to an an- gry halt as the door swung open. He wheeled around, and the roar died in his throat as he found him- self facing Kathleen, and beside Kathleen, with his hand in hers, Arthur. “What are you two young rascals up to?” he barked. the car drew up to the house. and he had himself in a fine state of nerves. Would it hr ("163 set of footsteps or two? He ltalrl his breath and listened intently. By the powers! It was two. The impudent young- ,‘whijmersnapipver! Thought he’d run things to suit him- self, did he! 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