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THE DAILY SHORT STORY
The Crimson Signal.
Young Maclay perched' upon
the eaves of the green-gabled
"Restful Cottage" and wildly
waved a square yard of crimson
cloth attached to avlohg, smooth
pole. Cold, matter-of-fact numb
skulls would have jumped to the
conclusion that the young man
was crazy, whereas the truth of
the matter is that he was merely
in love which is .quite different.
The square of red cheesecloth
was his heart's recording and
dispatching instrument, and
from Jersey Farms, a quarter of a
mile distant, came answering
flashes, from demure, petite Ed
na Simpson, belle of Dog Creek
But Miss Edna seemed to have
the code twisted. For instance,
young Maclay wig-wagged what
had long been understood be
tween them as
"How much do you love me?"
And the answer flashed back,
clear and unmistakable:
"About half a peanut full."
Now the answer to the question
had always been "Ten thousand
bushels;" so that Geo. Maclay
was extremely puzzled. He gath
ered up the flapping standard and
wig-wagged it in another well
"Who is this?"
The answer should have been
"Edna's little lovey-dovey boy";
but instead'Geo. Maclay frowned
as he caught the waving re
sponse: "An infernal blockhead, by
"By Hokey!" Wh'o was it that
usedthe familiar byword? Oh,
to be sure, and young Maclay
grinned and shut his mouth firm
ly. It was the favorite, never
failing expletive of old Deacon
Simpson, Edna's father.
The old man was stoutly op
posed to the youth's courtship,
and had evidently captured the
code and shut up the fair Edna
while he endeavored to discour
age her accepted lover. Maclay
clinched his teeth and set to work
with new vigor.
"An awful fire is raging a?
Dodsonville. Half the town is
burning. A meteor fell on the
owl drug store and started the
There was no answer to this
Maclay could see the red flag has
tily dropped, and he knew that
the old deacon, who was fond of
the society and excitement of the
square, had gone to hitch up old
Mol. After 10 minutes he espied
a trim little figure creep out and'
gather up the crimson standard.
He renewed his wig-wagging:
"Who is this?"
Quick as thought came the re
sponse: "The dearest, sweetest boy in
Maclay smiled with ,satisfac
tion, then flashed another signal:
"Fm coming over and we'll get
There was no hesitation about
the ansewring signal.
Maclay plunged into a Hasty;
toilet and in 20 minutes was at
Jersey Farms. An hour later Jus
tice Doolittle, for, a golden. ee