The Arkansaw traveler., 1888-09-08
KILLERS STORIES.
4 Pooling Family,


 plunged his fork into heap of hot griddle- cakes and began to saw away vigorously ct them. He didn't con- tinue his remark. The cakes engaged his entire attention. He piled his knife with skill, long learned in the channel of experience. "1'hese cakes seem a little tough--hello what's this?"
 He lifted the upper cake and drew out circular piece of leather. Then he looked at his wife. She was busily engaged pouring out the coffee. Then he looked at his son. The hope full scion poised piece of sausage upon his fork and fixed look of in- nocent inquiry upon his father.
 "The coffee is very clear"
 "Only 1t needs lots of sugar this morning." said Willie as he pushed the sugar-bowl toward his father.
 Bjinks helped himself to a liberal quantity of sugar, poured in milk, held back his head and drained the cup. Then he got very red in the face, gasped once or twice and glanced furtively at his wife and son In turn. They were both very soberly engaged eating.
 "You may pass me the doughnuts, dear," said Bjinks.
 He took seal brown doughnut and bit into 1t. Then he laid 1t upon his plate and proceeded to dissect it. He took out small tow rope, laid 1t upon the table and groaned.
 "I don't believe I care for any doughnuts this morning. will try some of those fried potatoes" he said as he lifted some upon his plate with the spoon.
 They looked very crisp and nice He liked fried potatoes above all things. But when hs esssyed :o e. these particular fried potates he found that cooked felt was very hard to di- gest.
 "I don't think care for any break fast this morning." he said pushing back from the table and arising-or attempting to do 90. After removing the pins which fastened his coat tails to the chair, he went and got his hat, then he put on his overcoat, after pulling out the stitches that held t,ie sleeves together. Finally, after a bland "good morning" to his wife and son, he started on his way down town. Upon reaching his office he took a chair and sat down.
 "Fooled me nicely, they did. Took me for 6 jackass who didn't know any, thing. didn't know enough to tum- ble, but I bit like fish at every hook the pair threw out. Guess I'll get even with them. Fool me! Their pretty jokes will recoil like the boomerang. The worm has turned now let them beware. I'll do 1t up nicely. They'll never attempt such a racket the second time."
 He wrote two notes, directed one to his son and the other to his wife, and despatched a messenger boy with them. He smiled softly and chuckled ali over as he sat there. Pretty soon the door opened and his son entered.
 "I want you to go to Mr. L. Ephant's store, on G street, and bor- row . left handed screw -driver.n
 "But c street Is i've miles away"
 "And MT. L. Ephant is the only man who owns left handed screw driver in the city. Hurry away, now. His address Is 9i7 G street..
 The boy hurried away, and Bjinks smiled sweealy. In the evening he returned home and found Willie very mad and stub born in fact, Q mad that he would not speak nor est his supper. "Dd you get" "No, I didn't; and I think 1t was mighty mean in you, pa "Live and grow wise, my son, is . |