The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1897-01-02

of course It's Smyths fault. If l had not
given my friends all away you could go up
to their houses and sleep on the floor AS it
is Och! mon dieu! We will have to walk
home. So let's away before Smyth has hys-
terra. l always did like to walk, and after
we get outside of the city limits we can run
great runner; that, is when free lunch
was in sight. Many is the day he has beaten
US: VIII thee run little, friend Smyth?"
asked Jones, SWeetly.
But Smyth was purple. His words stuck
in his throat, az which Jones said it re-
minded him of stopped-up mail chute in
big Office building
The situation soon resolved itself into
case of walk. There was no alternative
some OF the party suspected that Smyth had
a little coin sewed up in the lining of his
coat but as the constitution did not guar
antee the others the right to search, Smyth
was compelled to bear up under the sus-
Piclon OF being tight one" as well as
eroaker Smyth kicked the curbstone like
a little boy who was told by his mother to
put on his best clothes when he didn't want
to.
Well We might have been way up Rice
sueet by this time" said Smyth, with
chunk OF choler in his larynx. 'If you fellows
are going come on"
softly
They're off.
Smyth never could walk fast. But do you
suppose he would let any one else set the pace
on an occasion like this Nein, Louie He
Jumped out at the head of the procession,
ana started off like mail wagon His little
legs moved with all the regularity and rapid
ily OF lhe arms on reaper. Nature had
endowed the balance of the party with I'M
usually long and nimble neither limbs. Smyth
toddled along. The others strobe. Block
after block went past, with Smyth at the pole
Jones on his flank, like a sand fly sticking
TO a mules flank. Jones frequently dropped
dry remark calculated to make Smyth feel
as badly as possible. AT Rice and University
Smyth stopped long enough to remark that
mad 1t not been for Jones' foolishness we
would have passed here a half-hour ago on
a car instead of on foot
Smyth only smiled a cruel and relentless
smile as he again started the party off at
qulckstep The pace was hot but Smyth
was hotter. The distance was long but
Smyth's face was longer With every step
his anger and resentment rose higher and
hlgher Like an overtaxed steam boiler the
safety valve was ready to lift each moment.
Jones saw it all, but only smiled benignly,
awaiting the explosion he knew would fol-
low He thought 1t would be a heap more
t run 10 let 1t work up naturally than to has
ten it by any. words from him. Right, left,
TIght, left right, left, block after block, past
n mesteT IN past Arundel, past st. Adams, al
1HUse TO 1 lexington, and no explosion yet.
Jones looked somewhat surprised.
Cad. the little duffer is a stayer. any,
now, he muttered under his breath In mild
sunrise. But ne will have to give it up
sooner or later. It's only a question of time''
Inc next time Jones looked at Smyth the
expression Of the latter's face had undergone
change, The meridians on his face had
PoldIiS1S OL latitude naQ come
IN their places, giving the countenance of
the plodder a broader and more contented
look Jones, to his surprise, also noted with
some CONSERVATION that little Smyth looked
fresher at the end of each block
Well TO goth axe, I'm blanked if Smyth
isn't getting his second wind. Who would
nave thunk it?" Jones was really surprised
now. Lexington avenue was passed. Then
came Smelling, and more avenues, and more
minutes, and more walking. Minutes and
enough.
Smyth's little legs never tagged. His steps
were to those of Jones' as is the ration of