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Correspondence Free Press
WAsH1NGToN, July 81, 1915.
do wish YOU had been here to see the storm
which rose over my unlucky head soon alter
the FREE Pass Of last week, containing my
slightly personal letter, was distributed around
the neiahborhood. 1t was simply awful. Slt-
ting up in my room, the paper In hand last
Saturday aboet neon, and audibly chuckhng
over how had got even with ar. SANDS
Jean. there came terrific gong at the BELL
Conscience or instinct whispered me that TINS
fierce visitor-ferce jsdgins from his repeated
tugs at the poor bell-was no other than thst
rate gentleman himself, so | hastily began
throwing up around me series oil amateur
breastworks. Leaving one chair for my vlsi-
tor. the others were quickly formed into com
plete circle around my seat, backs outward -
On these chairs-and with en- eye to light
piled 4 miscellaneous array Of triiling missiles,
snch rs straw lea-boots, half dozen empty ci-
oar boxes. an old backing brush in the last
stage Of decay, boot jack, an inkstand-ior,,
tunately empty, one hair brush, and bound
copy Of Tuppers Proverbal Philosophy. IN
be managed 20 dodge the rest, this last knew
would fetch him). BY the time these delences
were completed, heard this journalistic men
tor coming M stairs aud-with a companion
This latter said something IN grnit voice TO
which the j. N. made reply: " Well, oy the
time I get done with him he will wish he was
deadl" | stood parayzed with terror, out
only for an instant. Then, deiences were al
FORGOTTEN and well, I-crawled with all
CELEBRITY under my low French bedstead, and
quetly-yea, SO quietly You could have hearu
nv hair growiug-awai,cd developments
There was knock and another pause. Yet
another knock, and-the door opened. ! lay
breathless. "Why, hello, where is he 2 eX-
claimed one. And what the mischief has be
done with the chairs ~ cried the other a
moments silence. My flesh was creeping aud
big beads of perspiraton stood on the ApolIy-
on brow-now temporarily laid low. Say,
it's no use staying here if he isn't IN. Not
a bit of it. my fine fellow, personal editors are
nerer in = "But he is in" replied the other
" In where >" "In this ROOM ah! know
that sly rat" At this juncture, by some un-
accountable bad luck, happened to knock
nv cramped head up against the bed Stats and
=" Hark what's that ~ Why, ltsSame
one under the bed" and before knew IT.
stout hand had grabbed my right unmentlona-
bic and was fast dragging NE out into day
! LIGHT In vain did shrek and kick and bawl
and holler and yell and-yes, cuss, 1t was no
| col Out came and getting with difficulty
on nv feet, presented a truly lamentable PIC
ture covered from head to foot with dust, an
inch deep, feathers, and other stuff, Jour SER
want YOU know, bell VS. in the doctrine OF
20 best foot foremost" leaving the LEFT foot to
care Of itself and with no remote idea of my
resting place ever being under the bed, she
gives this portion of the room wide sweep y
! :. Saw" asked j SIS, smiling contemptu-
ously, "what were you doing under there,
pointing to my late retreat. 80, have been
reading Dombey and Son lately tried to
explain and got under the he'd to see il could
imagine What are the Wild Waves Saying =
His lip curled grandly as he went on " And
how about these chairs. and all this trash, =
glaucing at the accumulated shot-soy, look
/ here. C.. it's no use your trying to disguise
that YOU were afraid Of a sound thrashing this
morning when came, and well you deserve H.
too. ~ stood, silent and trembling, " for you
have made a fool of yourself" Then, my
friend launched out into a thrilling discourse
on the duties Of those who
Want to be newspaper men
And with the paper stand
In an hours time, they both left, leaving
with me-of all their talk-only this one re-
collection that was to stop Immediately al
connection with the FREE Press, or in case
disobedience of orders, be mysteriously bralne'
with pair of shears have dared, however
to rush into print once more to explain my tn
ture silence, and for my temerity, may, hy tn
time your readers see this, be a cold corpse.
| DesruIingly,
paul.