The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1899-01-20
THE INVENTORS SORRY Lor.
Tribulations of an Ingenious Man Who
Lived in Park. 20

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+ Lived in Park.
Considerable interest had been man
ifested in Mr.. Suburbanite's wood
house during the week. At intervals
during the few moments each day that
that gentleman was at home, hammer
ing had been heard and the noise Of
met pounded against metal The Su-
burbanites house being in park,
there was nothing to separate their
property from that of their door neigh
bors, and many Of the other residents
found it convenient to walk across the
Suburbanites' place on their way to
the train, just to see if they could dis
cover what was going on. But they
couldn't. Thee, place was as secret as
the dungeons of the 1nquisition-more
so, in fact, for lots of things that are
so and are not so have been written
about those famous places, while moth
ing whatever could be told of Mr.. Su-
burhanite's wood house.
Finally the noise was heard no long,
err in the wood house. and Mr. Subur-
banite again spoke to his nearest
neighbors, though he did seem to car
ry a secret. In fact, he went to the
weekly progressive euchre party and
won the BOBBY prize with his usual
equanimity. Evidently things were
whatever things We're.
At last came the storm. AS one may
remember, 1t occurred on Thanksgiving
evening, and repeated itself on Satur-
day, so that almost every man in the
country, or even in the suburbs. made
the snow an excuse and stayed at
home from church. Mr.. Suburbanite
did so, but instead of joining his
neighbors on the front sidewalk and
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of merry quip and jest, he was OBJ
and disappear
Colonel Barry, who pas just tying
string around his ankles to keep the
snow out of his trousers, was the first
to see him. The colonel lives across
the way from Suburbanite, and having
been the first to lure him out to Cold
chester-on-the-So naturally took
an interest in his welfare-an interest
largely tinctured with personal feel
ing, for the colonel was the original
owner of the park, and was anxious
that none of his tenants and grantees
should get away from him. So he call
ed to Lieutenant King to keep an eye
on Suburbanite.
The lieutenant had just put his BIZ
cycle clips on his trousers, and was ap-
proving his ingenuity, when sound
from the rear of Suburbanite's place
attracted attention all down the line.
The colonel stood speeches., the lieu
tenant let his bicycle clips go, the L.
tired minister reformed minister, the
neighbors called him) dropped his
broom, and the newspaper man on his
way to the train halted and looked
around in establishment. Little by lit
tie they all gathered in front of the
colonefs and looked at one another.
II don't like to say what I think is
the matter with Suburbanite," began
the colonel, but if that is not a now
ing machine, I'll be-
Remember the DOCTOR cried the
newspaper man, who was the newest
conner
Don't mind me-" cried the retired
minister. Colonel, / agree with you.
1t certainly is a lawn mower"
What in any old place is Supur-
banite doing with a lawn mower to-
day." was the final question, and re-
solving itself into a committee of the
whole house, the aggregation Except
ing the newspaper man. who had to
go TO town. marched upon the Subur-
banite place. The colonel and the re-
tired minister went first, the lieutenant
and the stockbroker followed, and the
commission merchant and the produce
dealer tagged along behind. There
were others in the distance, but, as the