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THE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE.
AT THE DANCE.
a call on the teacher. It was a somewhat better dressed bully than usual that day, and he found Miss Eyan on the front porch. His clothes were, in fact, better than his love-making; for, after a few ineffectual attempts to establish an entente cordiale, he was told to behave, and made to sit politely at some distance. At this strained point, the new foreman came along and was greeted heartily by the black-haired Molly. He shook hands cordially with Big Ben, but the bully withdrew to his corner and indulged in a school-boy pout. It was only now and then that teacher addressed a word to him, and finally he got up to leave. "Beckon I don't cut much ice around here," he muttered.
"Nobody ever said you did, Ben," answered the girl smiling. And Big Ben departed with a look of injured pride mingled with angry jealousy.
By this time the schoolma'am had become such a favorite with "the boys" that they decided to give a reception for her — Eastern style. And the next evening found a gala assemblage in the
dining-room of the City Hotel, with the tables cleared away for dancing. The whole population were there, dressed a little better than they knew how, with the inevitable incongruities. Big Ben outshone them all, with a sack coat, disclosing a dress vest, then a soft shirt, and topping it all, a once-silk hat. This Beau Brummel at last caught the attention of Miss Eyan at the close of one of the dances; and, accompanying his costume with what was his idea of a courtly bow, he asked her, "Ain't yer goin' to give me the pleasure of a dance, Ma'am?"
Molly explained that all her dances were taken, and just then Buckley appeared, in his ordinary clothes, and led her away for the next waltz. Big Ben stood open-mouthed and watched the foreman whirl with her among the boisterous dancers, conspicuous in that he wore no hat. With a muttered, "Doggone that Easterner," he made for the door, where he removed the tall headgear.
"Serves me right for buyin' this derned stovepipe," he soliloquized, and