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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1916-02-17, Page 7J. Februgy 170, I 9 0 THE WINGIIAM T.mES Awoollognium,,,,01011 1 q 1500TH AIRK1NCTQ. SYNOPSIS. Penrod. fearing the ordeal or playing tgto, part of the Child Sir. Lancelot, seeks rgetfuiness In the composition of a dime leovel. . Penrod's mother and sister dress him Mn his costume for the "Children's Pageant ill)! the Round Table." Penrod is ashamed Mo vytBar Re' ureaes-aa thic whole Pageant by 'putting on a pair a the Janitor's overalls over his costume. A visit to a moving 'picture show gives Wm an idea and be loafs away his time ,In school, dreaming dreams. -.. . , , . • -Miss Spence frowned a frown which he rightly interpreted as one of contin- • ued suspicion. "She and I were in .schciO1 together," she said. "I used to know her very Nvell, and I've always bead her married life was entirely ;happy. I don't"- "Yes, it was," he interrupted, "until + .last year when Uncle John took to ,running with traveling men"- "What?" ' "Yes'm." Ho nodded solemnly. "That was Nvhat started It.,, .t first he was -a good. kind husband, but these trav- eling mon would coax him into a sa- • loon on his way from work, aud they • ;got hint to drinking beer and then ales, mines, liquors,. and cigars"- "Penrod!" . d Da pea r "I'm not inquiring into your Aunt .Clara's private affairs. I'm asking you •if you have anything to say which Atvould palliate" ."That's, what I'm hide."' to tell you ;about, Mite. Spezice,"• he 'pleaded, "If _you'd jest only Jet -me. When Aunt -Clara and her little' baby daughter got to our house lastnight"- • "You say Mrs. Parry is visiting your :Mother?" , '"Yes'm-not just visiting -you see, 4she had to come. Well, of course, lit- tle Why Clara, she was so bruised up „and mauled, where he'd been hittin' ! bet' vvith his cane"- mean that your uncle had done . such a thing as that!" exclaimed Miss Spence, suddenly disarmed by this :scandal. "yes'm. And mamma and Margaret illitel to sit up all night nursin' little "Ira. And Aunt Clara was in such a isinte somebody had to keep talkin' to liter, and there wasn't anybody but me to do it. So I"- , "Bat where was your father?" she Anted. , "Ma'am?" Where was your father while"- ' *Oh, papa?" Penrod paused, reflect. eed, then brightened. "Why, be was lilown at the train waitin' to see if illnele John would try to follow 'em ,innd make 'em come home so's he could !PerSecute 'em some more. I wanted '!tcr'de that, but their 'Said if he 'did ,COMe I mightn't he streng enough to bold hint(and"--.-_,The brave lad pinta - led again modstly. Miss Spenee's ex- pression was encouraging. Her eyes 'were wide with astonishment, and :-there may have been in them also the mingled beginnings of admiration and -self reproach. Penrod, warming to his •work, felt Safer every moment. "And so," he continued, "I had to sit up With Aunt Clara. She had some Evetts hsejseet toe, nugt,thed . , "Da Tog! ever eee. gP,X7 .SpeACe now. Was ht Muck lelievor 'atlaye.?"' She Iuprea. is he Unfold, ed -It,er, napkin, addreselug Mre„ gehq, field. • Penrod abrUptly ,sot tleWn bI fiellp Speen end gazed 1th14 11140 With flatterillg atteution. "Yes, .semetitnea," geld .11.ra.:Sqbo field,. "She's Penrod's tettcher" "Brievirliy WW1 eiTe-GeTid foT: for?" However, this question WaS only a flicker of dying Incredulity. "Oh, they didn't want, any doetor!" exclaimed the inspired realist prompt- ly. "They don't want anybody to hear aboUt it, because Uncle John might re form -and then where'd he be if every- body knew he'd been a drunkard and whipped his wife and baby daughter?" "Oh!" said Miss Spence. "You see, be used to be upright as anybody," he. went on explanatively. "It all begun" - "Began, Penrod." "Yes'in. It all commenced from the first day he let those traveling men coax him into the saloon." Penrod narrated the downfall of his Uncle John at length. In detail he was noth- ing short of plethoric, and incident followed incident, sketched with such vividness such abundance of color and Such verisimilitude to a drunkard'S life as a drunkard's life should be, that had Miss Spence possessed the rather chilling attributes of William J. Burns himself the last trace of skepticism must have vanished from her mind. Besides, there are two things that will be believed of any man whatsoever, and one of them is that he has taken to drink. And in every sense it was a moving picture which, with simple but eloquent words, the virtuous Pen- rod set before his teacher. His eloquence increased with what it fed on, and as with the eloquenee so ' with self reproach in the ,e,Mitle bosom,of thb teener.. She cleared her throat 'with,-dillicaltY oho° or twice during Ws description of his minister- ing night with Aunt Clara."And I said to het, 'Why, ,Aunt Clara., what's the use of takin',en. so about it?' And I said, IkTOW,,Aunt'Clarit, entire crying in the world Wet Make things any better.' And then she'd ' just keep catchin' hold of me and sob and kind of holler, and I'd say: 'Don't cry, Aunt Clara. Please don't cry!". Then, • under the influence of some fragmentary survivals of the re.specta- ble portion of his Sunday adventures, his theme became more exalted, and, only, partially misquoting a phrase from a psalm, he related how he had made it of comfort to Aunt Clara and bow he had besought her to -seek high- er guidance in her trouble. The surprising thing about a struc- ture such as Penrod was erecting is that the taller It becomes the more ornamentation it will stand. Gifted boys have this faculty of building mag- nificence upon cobwebs -and Penrod was gifted. Under the 3011 of his really great Performance, Min Spence gazed more and more sweetly upon the prodigy of spiritual beauty and good- ness before her, until at last, when Penrod came to the explanation of his "just thinking," she was forced to turnher head away. "Year Mean, dear," she said gently, "that you tvore all worn out and hard- ly knew what you were saying?" "And you were thinking about all those dreadful things so hard that you forgot where you were?" ' "I was thinking," he said simply, "how to save Uncle John." And the end Of it for this mighty boy was that the teacher kissed hirn! iuffered Awfully FROM BILIOUS HEADACHES. When the liver becomes sluggish and : inactive the bowels betotrie constipated,. ir,Q4e tongue beeomes coated, the Stornach .; foul and billets heacleches are the upshot. Milburn's Laxa.Liver Pills will stinut, '.Iate the sluggish liver, clean the foul- , coated tongue, do away with the shaleach • gases end banish the disagreeable bilious headoehe.e. Its 3. d, WO, Sperling, B.C., . writes: "/ have used lVfilburn's Lam. • Liver Pills f� r bilious headaches. $-Ltitered awfully until I started t� take theiii. They Were the only thitig that . ever did me any geed. 1 iterei hare any . bilious headaehe any More." Milburn's taxa -Liver Pills 'Me Sc0 Per 'vial, 0 Vials for $1.00, at all.dealers, .er Mailed direct on retelpt of pricaby The • T. Milburn Co., Lltitited, Toroate, Oato in Patent Medicines Put Milburn's Hurt and tom Pilis Are All MM. Wm Malwam, TeMpemnee •P Whet AN elle MU pm's" Mrs. .601011eld, Making it great et tort, Mee g __ . ' ' aPPe4r4400, or Paint, "Henq." site ' Said selellinly, "bear this la mind, done la SIMIe Placa When Clara Watet OW Wobuiai teffi.0 vemrxea 40 to Penrod It Pest be, bear it, But the Oleg to 49 is, to "Is slier eald Mrs. 'Parry, "Da vje, . -.1 i "I t eb, l WIthhl Slew of the Window' trem yoll"- She paused. "Do Pecalle think believer la medicines, but I- must say which Mr, Soiledeld WAS gazing was Iter a little -queer these days?" IViilhurn'S Heart and NerVe Pills are all "Why, nor, retunie4 ho sister. with smothetih4 spois.‘ In on night I the eloarted dolor of the :torero; Itati : "What makee you say that?' right. Some .years ago I was tumbled atahle. and Plat oUtaide this doer Palm was pe orm ng a MOS engag g c ."8110 boa rieeuired a very odd man. an would wekerf up with my breath all gone i wod think X never Weald get it back. 1 i Ene Young waster bad tuOght Puke ner," seta Mrs. Ferry ecidedly. , Was telling a friend of my •rouble, and he to "sit Up and beg" when he Wanted. d"At least, she seemed Odd to Me. I meI advised me to try Milburn's Heert and anything, and if that didn't get itto her at the corner just before 1. got to • Nerve Pills, He gave me a box, and I "speak." Duke was facing the elOsed 1 the 'muse a 'feW minutes ugp, and aft had only takena feWofthernwhen I could deer and sitting up end begging, and er We'd Said howdy do to each other Sleep all night without any trouble, I Pew be also Spoke -10 a loud, clear she kept hold tif my hand and looked did not finish the box until some years 1)111,4, as though she was going to erY. She seemed to be trying to say something and choking" - "But I don't think that's so very queer, Clara, She knew you In school, didn't she?" "Yes. but"- 4 "And she hadn't seen you for se • many years I think it's Perfectly nat. ural she" -e - "Wait; • She stood there squeezing ;my hand and struggling to get her voice, and I got really embarrassed, and then finally She said in a kind of tearful ,whisper: 'Be of good cheer. This trial will pass.'" "How queer!" exclahned Margaret. Penrod Sighed and returned some what absently to his soup. . , "Well, I don't know," said Mrs. Schee field thoughtfully. "Of course she's heard about the outbreak of measles In Dayton, since they had to close the • schools, and she knows you live there"- , "Brit doesn't it seem a very exag- gerated way," suggested Margaret, "to talk about measles?" ' Tr "Wait:" begged Aunt Clara. "Attes she said that she said something even Queerer and then put her handkerchief to her eyes and hurried away." ' Penrod laid down his spoon again and moved his chair slightly back from the table. A spirit of prophecy was upon him. He knew that some one was going to ask a question which he felt might better remain unspoken. "What ' was the other thing she said?" Mr. Schofield inquired; thus im- mediately fulfilling hls son's premoni- tion. "She said," returned Mrs. Ferry slow- ly, looking about the table; "she said, I know that Penrod is a great, great comfort to you.'" There was a general exclamation of surprise. It was a singular thing, and In no manner may ft be considered complimentary to Penrod that this speech of Miss Spence's should have immediately confirmed Mrs. Ferry's doubts about her in the minds of all ---- his family. lifri Schofield shook his head pity- ingly. "I'm afraid she's a goner," he went so far as to say. "Of all the weird ideas!" cried Mar- gart e lnever. heard anything like it in my lifer Mrs. Schofield exclaimed. "Was that all she said?" "Every word!" Penrod again resumed attention to • his soup. His mother looked at him curiously, and then, struck by a sud- CHAPTER VII. Fidelity of a Little Dog. HE returning students that afternoon obserVed that Pee - rod's desk wus vacant, and nothing could have been More itripreSsive than that baster Mere emptiness. The accepted theOry was .that refired had I it erreSted. HOW breath thltiug ti the sense - floe 'When at the be;. • .ning of the second hoar he strolled la with intuit table 'carelesstlesa tine rtibbing hiS eyes, SoMeadiat rfOticeal in the then- Iler Of One NYTIO has en .oid an hour of thtich needed aleep, 1, i,ist pthee as it nothing in pattidular 1 'lappet:Mil. This .at iiket'atippased to • Sliperhil ' Itterrekhibitien Of elicer .,talticityi be- ' cane- lint the Mord dun., intlitig when , MISS Sitenee, •looking i her deak, greetettlihir With a plc et little bed. EVeri after tehoel tem i gaVe Minder Otni 'Maddened InVeStit ii riO relief. Alt ite; Weald 'Content t 1• fy *est .jitat talked to • e." A mystiflehtion not Irely uncon fleeted tvith the one thos iirodttecd. Wee manifested At life own rattily 'dinner table the following ermine. Atrat Clara had been Out *Wier late ttial tame to the table after the rot Were Setited, She Wore it ptiStied eXprea. Sian, , after when I felt my trouble coming back, so .1 took the rest of them and they cured inc." Milburn's Heart and Nerve Pills have been on the market for the past twenty-five years. The testimony of the users should be enough to con- vince you that what we claim for them is true. II. and N. Pills are 1,1 Qc pet box, 3 boxes for 31.25; at all dreggists or dealers, mailed direct on receipt of price by The t. liabura Co,, Limited, Toronto, Ont. • • • ped it simultaneously with the sneeze) a paper backed volume entitled, '"Slim- sy, the Sioux City Squealer; or. 'Not Guilty, Your Honor.'" In, this manner the reading club con- tinued In peace, absorbed, contented, the world web forgot -until a sudden, violently irritated Warn bang' of the front door startled the members', and Mrs. Schofield burst into the room and threw herself into a chair moaning. "What's tbe matter. mamma?" ask- ed her husband, laying aside his paper. "Henry Passioe Schofield," return- ed the lady, "I don't know what is to be done with that boy; I do not!" -You mean Penrod?" "Who else could I mean?" She sat up, exasperated, to stare at ; him. "Henry Passloe Schofield, you'vegot to take this matter in your hands. It's beyond nie!" •"Well. what has Ile" - "Last night I got to thinking," she began rapidly, "about what Clara told us -thank heavenhe and Margaret and little Clara have gone to tea at CouSin Charlotte's -but they'll be home soon -about what she said about Miss Spence" - "You mean about Penrod's behig a comfort?" "Yes, and I kept thinking and think- ing and thinking about it till I couldn't .4ttnul it any" - "By George:" shouted Mr. Sehorieta etartiingly,, stooping to look under the piano. A statement that he had sud- denly remembered his son's presence would be lacking in accuracy, for the highly sensitized Penrod was in fact, no longer present. No more was Duke, bis faithful deg. - , "What's the matter?"' "Nothing." he returned, striding to the open window and. looking out. "Go on." "Oh!" she moaned. "It must be kept from Clara. And I'll never hold up my head again if John Fury ever hears of It!" "Hears of what?" "Well. I just couldn't stand it, I got so curious. And I thought, of course, • if Miss Spence had become a little 'unbalanded it was my duty to know it as Penrod's mother and she his teacher. So thought I would just call on her at her apartment after' school and have a chat and see. And 1 did, and -oh" - "Well?" "I've just come from there, and she told me -she told mel Oh, I've never jrnown.apatigng like this!" Stooping. Mr. Scho0eld dispovered his son squatting under the piano. near an open window -his wistful Duke ty- ing ,beside him, "What are you doing there?" "Why under the piano?" the hoy returned with grave sweetneas. "I was just kind of sitting nere7-think1ug.". • v."All, sight" Mr. Schofield, rather toeched, returned to the digestion of it murder, his hack once more to the piano, and Benrod silently drew from beneath his jacket twhere he had slip- There was an open transom ever the deor, and from this descended --burled by nu unseen agency -4 can half tilled with old paint. le'cought the small besieger of the door on his thoroughly surprised right ear, encouraged him to some remarka- ble acrobatics and tureed large per - thins of nina a dull blue: Allowirie only a moment to perplexity and decidt: Ing after a single and evidently unap- petizing, experiment not t� cleanse him. self of paint, the loyal animal restuned his quaint, upright posture. Mr, 4Schofield seated himself on the window sill, whence he could keep in view that pathetic picture of unrequit- ed love. "Go on with your story, mainum," be snicl. "I think I can find Penrod when we want him." And tt few minutes later Ise added. "And I think I know *the place to do it in." Again the faithful voice of Duke was heard pleading outside the bolted door- * * * * • * • * Peered entered the sehoolroom Mon - (Thy morning picturesquely leaning upon a man's cane, shortened to sup- port a cripple approaching' the age of twelve. Ile arrived about twenty min- utes late. limpiug deeply. his brave young month drawn with pain, and the sensation he created must have been a solace to him, the only possible crit- icism of this entrance being that it was just a shade too heroic. Perhaps for that reason it failed to stagger Miss Spence, a woman so saturated with suspicion that she penalized Pen- rod for tardiness as promptly and as coldly as if he had been a more, or- dinary, unmutilated boy. Nor would she entertain any dIscusSion of 'the justice of her ruling. It seemed almost that she feared to argue with MM. However, the distinction of cane and limp remained to him, consolations which he 'retrace:el far into the week -until Thursday evening, lu fact. when Mr. Schofield, observing from a win- dow his son's pursuit of DlIti9 round and round the back yard. contiseated the cane, with the promise that it should not remain idle it' he saw Pen- rod limping agalp. Thus. succeeding a depressing Friday, another Saturday brought the necessity for new inveu- tions. It was a scented morning in apple blossom time. At about ten of the clock Penrod emerged hastily front the kitchen door. His pockets bulged abnormally, so did his cheeks, and he swallowed with difficulty. A threat- , ening mop, wielded by a .cooklike. arm In a checkered sleeve, followed him through the doorway, and he was pre- ceded by a small, hurried, wistful dog with a Will'M doughnut in his mouth. The kitchen door slarnmett petulantly. inclosing the sore voice of Della. where- upon Penrod and Duke seeiecl them- selves upon tbe pleasant sward and immediately consumed the spoils of their raid. From the cross street which formed the side boundary of the SchoGelds' ample yard came n jingle of harness and the cadenced clatter of a pair of trotting horses, and Penrod, looking up, beheld the passing of a fat ac- tputIntance, turpld amid the conserva- tive splendors of a rather old fashion- ed victoria. This was Roderick Slags - worth Bitts, ,Ir., a fellow sufferer at the Friday efternoon dancing class, hut otherwise not often a cotepanion; a home sheltered lad. tutored private- ly and preserved against the coarsen- ing influences of rude Comradeship and miscellaneous Infortnntion. Heavily overgrown In all physical dimensions. virtuous and placid, this cloistered milt ton was wholly uninteresting to Pen rodSchofield. Nevertheless, Roderick tingswnrill ' Riffs. Jr., was a per -i'oringe on necount of the Importanee of file Megsworth Rifts family. mei 1' trnq Penrod's deetely to inerense litel erieles celebrity ifl:. for beyond its present are:tem.:We limitation.: . The :ill) aswort ti Illitses were Ininor hint because they were impressive. There waS no other reason. And they were impressIre bedause they believed themselves important. The adults of the family were impregnably formal. rhey dreased With- reticent elegance and wore the SaMe nose and the smile eXpression-an eipression Which Ind]. eated that they knew soleething ex- quisite and satred width other people couldueVor know. Other people in their presence Were apt 10 feel toyste. riously ignoble and to become seeretly uneasy nhent ancestors, gloves and promineiation. the Mitgswerth BittS ‘Inatifier WaS Withholding Ped reserve thong', soinetimea gracious granting r tall mattes as great &Vora and giv- ing off a ebilling kincl of nrechautbeht. Nattirally when nny eitizen of the tom. Inanity did anything unconventional or linproper or made It natant° or had, a relatiVe Whei went Wrong that citizen's Ord ancl worst fear Wee that tbe Maga- Iworth 'llitthes Wattid bear bt it, in fact, tide palafttl family had for years terrorized the domitunity, Owner the community had beret' realized that it %, as terrerized ,and 111T:1,004 spoke of "Wait! She stood there squeezing, my hand and,etrugeling to get her voice. den thought, gathered the glencea of the adults of the table by h sigiacant movement et the head, and, by anotit. er, conveyed an edmorlition to drop the Subject until later. Miss Spence was Penrod's teacher. It was better, for Many reasons, not to dismiss the sub- ject Of her queerness before him, Whig was Mra. Schofield's thought at the thite. Later she had rtnother, and it kept her attrake. the next afternoon Mrs Seliofield, re- turning at 6 o'clock from the cams of the day, found the house deserted and sat (loft to read ins evening paper in what aPpeared te be tin uninhabited apartment knOwn to its own world as the "drawing room," A Shea* liner. Neter' both to hint and the owner, in- fOrniect Mtn of the Presence of another person. "Where are yeti, Penrodl" the pat, ent asked, Melting abont Your Liver is Clogged up 'that's Why You're Tlaid—Ost ai Sorts—How afa Appedft. CAR.TEIVSL1'1/LE LIVER PILLS wihljtut you tight is a few dip. They do their duty. Cure Cuntl• rdu'rsar, holigestiart, Sidi Heade& Sitallrill,SmallbaMoSmall Pao*. Genuine mustier, Signature .4400,0e. 11101111.11VIANAPIOVVININVOIM onsmommomiumumosommonous Children Cry for Fletcher's STORIA The Kind Von Have Always Bougtxt, and 'which ba$ been In use for over 30 Teals, has borne the signature ot nod has beell. 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Bv common i.ousent Mrs. Roderiek Magsworth Bitts offici- ated as the supreme model as well as critie in ehief of morals and deport, meld for all the unlucky people pros- perous eitougti to be elevated to her nequaintance. • Maw:worth was the important part of the name. Mrs. Roderick. Mags- worth Rifts was a Illegsworth horn herself, and the Magsworth crest deco- rated not only Mrs. Magsworth. Bitts' note paper, nue was on the china, on the tattle been, on the chimney pieces, on •the opaque glass of the front door, ou the victoria and ou the harness, thougli omitted from the. garden hose and the lawn mower. Naturally no sensible person dream- ed of connecting that illustrious crest with the unfortunate and uotorlous Rena Magsworth, whose name bad grown week by Week into larger and larger type upou the front pages of newspapers owing to the gradually in- creasing public and. official belief that she .had .poisoned a family of eight. However, the statement that no sensi- ble person could have connected the Magsworth Bitts family with the ar- senical Rena takes no account of Pen- rod Schofield: provea to he an enlmition fealtkIng Into the stahle ftmo the alley, Ede opened the back door. Across the alley was wetly:tee which a thrifty neighbor liad bulb (K1 the rear line or his lot tind rented to ne- groes. and 1 he fact 1 itat'a negro faintly was now in proeess of 'etiiiving In'' Wan manifested by the presenee or It thin mule and a ramshackle wagon, tht? leiter laden whit the slen1111;111es 4.4 a stove and 0 few other unpretentious household articles. A very small /laity boy stood near the mule. In his hand MIA n rusty chain. and at the end or the eltain the, delighted Penrod perceived the source of leo sperto; 51111.11 Ini wns largo raccoon. inike. who laid shown telt the sirghtest rats; ,•,.) op a tr.:pith. hotting and simulated n ravening assattlt team the strange animal. It wits 43111Y hit uf aeting, however. for 1 elk:, wes an old dog, had suffered 'mien awl desired uo un- novessvry Irr') \ V.. 11!) ererM,... he efni. fined his deurnistratione to alarums and excursions and presently sat down CHARTER VIII. The Two Families. pENROD never missed a murder, a imaging or an electrocutiou in the newspapers. He knew ahnost as much about Rena Magsworth as her jurymen did, though they sat in a courtroom 200 miles away, and he had it in mind -so frank he was -to ask Roderick Magsworth Bids. Jr., if the murderess happened to be a relative. The present encounter, being merely one of apathetic greeting, did not af- ford the opportunity. Penrod took off hie cap, and Roderick, seated between his mother and one of his gree-nup sisters, nodded singgishly, but :ler Mrs. ,Magsworth Bitts nor her daugh- ter acknowledged die salutation of the boy in the yard. They disapproved of him as a person of little consequence, and that little bad. Snubbed, Penrod thoughtfully restored his cap to his head. A boy can be cut as effectually as a man, and this one was chilled to O low temperature. lie wondered if they despised him because they had seen a last fragment of doughnut lu his hand; then he thonglit that per- haps it was Duke Who had disgraced him. Duke was certainly no faehion- able looking dog. The resilient spirits of youth, how- ever, presently revived, and, discover- ing a spider mien one knee and a bee- tle simultaneously upon the other. Pen. rod forgot Mrs. Roderiek Magsworth Bitts in the conthe of aonie experi- Meats infringing upon the domain of Dr. Carrel. Penrod's efforts, with the Aid at a pin, to effeet a transference of living organism were unsuccessful, but he cont. -hived hiniself forever that a spider cannot welt; With a beetle's legs. Della then enhanded zoological intelVt by depositing upon the back porch a large int'. 'trap from the Cellar, the prison of four live rats awaiting execution Penrod at °nee took possession, retir- ing to the empty stable, Where he in- stalled ti:o. rats in a small wooden box with a sheet of broken 'window glass, 'held down by a brickbat, over the top, 'rims the symptoms or theft, agitation When the 'box Was slittl.en er hairline= , ed upon tould be Studied at leisnte. • Altogether it& Sidtrtley WAS Starting splendidly After ti time the student's attention Wes withdrawn tram his spetiroens by .1k peruitar stri(.11. "Which, mug felloto, CO up ht. a ssqrfet of wo,,,tietive.snitling, , / 0 a tit 10444:sio "You get fresh with me and I'll"— at a distance Mid expressed himself by; intermittent threatenings in a clearer-, ing falsetto. "What's that coon's Mahe?" .asked Venrod, intending no discourtesy, "Aini gontine mune." said. the Milan darky. "What?" "Aim gommo Marne." "What?" The antell daisy 'looked annoyed. "AIM gointrie tuame, 1 bell yett.“ het said impatiently. 'Penrod tonceived that insult was In- tended. I"What'll tbe thettor Of yottr he de, mended, advanting. "You get fresh with .trie find ""Ilyub, White hoyl" A coloredyontli Penrod's 'Oton age appeared ifl tho. , .toortvey of the cottage. "Ton let 'ati brothult mine albite. Ile 'ain' AO noUle int to you." tura he 'answer une can't. Ile Citi't talk to he • Ite reitionmo