Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1901-10-21
oAn Atlanta Girls Recountal
OF Some College Boys ScrapeS
BY ELLIE eooDE.

Guy rose and stuck his head out of the
window to wave goodbye to one OF the
girls.
Harvey found the landlady in the hall.
Eyes, it's even in here" she said, sniff
fling as she entered the room. Say, Mr..
Guy, don't you smell it, now?" Guy
turned to answer, but as he did so, he
knocked the stick which supported the
window, out on the roof of the porch and
was held fast-head out, feet in. The
landlady approached nearer him-"Don't
you smell it?" she said, as loud as she
could.
Holding his nose he shook his head, so
she turned to Harvey impatiently. II
think it is limburger cheese myself-it
smells just like it," and she waited for
an answer.
That's what it is, I declare. I saw
the cook with some this morning. Did
you ask her anything about lit?'' Harvey
suggested.
mo 1 didn't, 1 guess 1 had better do
that, at once, and 1 will call an officer to
investigate the whole affair for 1 find it
in the keyholes and cracks, which shows
that some one has evidently gone to the
trouble of stufing it in them" and she
tossed her head defiantly and left the
room.
Harvey helped Guy in and informed him
that an officer was to soon investigate
''Well get that half cheese out of here.
Let's put it in Bridget's room" So they
prepared to carry out their words. On
seeing the landlady go out the front gate
they slipped down the back stairs to Brid-
gets room and deposited the half cheese
inside poor Bridgets wardrobe, on top of
her best dress. Then they slipped back
to their own room to await developments.
In a short while they heard the land
lady's knock at the door and opened it
to admit her and an officer.
You see, it is even noticeable in this
room, but much less so than in any room
in the house." she remarked.
Would you like to search us, oficer?'
asked Guy, assuringly.
Eyes, 1 will look around a bit, for I'm
after trace of that cheese" and the Of
ficer proceeded to ransack the premises.
When they left the room a few moments
later the boys locked the door and Har-
vey drew a sigh of relief as he sank into
a chair.
"You are not going to miss the fun
down stairs with Bridget, are your"
asked Guy as he unlocked the door and
opened it.
you going? Well, guess am, too"
Again they hurried down the back stairs
and reached the back porch just in time
to see Bridget weeping, the officer with
the half cheese and the landlady with an
angry race.
''But 1 don't know nothing about it,"
sobbed Bridget.
"Well, how do you account for this
cheese in your wardrobe?'
You ought to know 1 wouldn't never
have put it on my best dress and give it
the smell of that stuff" Bridget said,
drying her eyes with the corner of her
apron.
Guy giggled aloud in spite of himself.
Bridget caught sight of the two as they
scurried up the back stairs again.
"WeIl, who did do it? Have you Sany
idea, Bridget?" demanded the landlady.
"Of course l know who did it"
Anybody living in this house?"
Eyes, and there amt but one more like
'em on the place."
Bridget, tell me honestly-do you be-
lieve it was Mr.. Guy?'
IF he hadn't laughed at me just now
and hadn't a ruined my best dress
wouldn't never have told on him. Yes,
he did do it, and that Mr.. Harvey helped