The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1901-01-03

Jim Barker, who was tinkling in
preparatory way upon his guitar be-
fore singing. He seemed somewhat
disturbed by the proximity of such
unwelcome company, but presently
he lifted up his voice in a sweet and
tender love song.
Now. play! Play Work those
cymbals for all they're worth" whis-
pered the first young man, furiously.
Potts had his pay to earn. Instantly
the big drum doomed, and the Gym
balls crashed with fearful and deaf
ening sound. There was a half min
ute of this uproar. and then a start
ling silence. Barker turned upon
Potts and his employer with pardon
abe anger
you interrupt me again in that
way, Joe Woods, and I'll put your
head through that drum" he said,
with suppressed fury.
"Ho. no! What would | be doing
all that time?" sneered Woods.
Barker turned away and again
tinkled his guitar. Again he essayed
his love song. But he had hardly ut
tered three words when, Boom!
boom. clang! crash" went the drum
and cymbals.
Barker quietly laid his guitar on
the grass and pounced on Woods like
a catamount. There was a lively and
vigorous fight. Occasionally one or
the other went down, which event
Potts duly signalled with a tri-
umphant thump of his instruments.
Suddenly shrill. quavering voice
broke upon this sanguinary scene. 1t
was the old housekeeper.
For the lands sake, boys, what
are you up to? Miss Beatrice and all
the family have gone away to Sacra-
mento for a week, and it's good
thing she isn't here to see your dis
graceful carryings-on. Go away home,
now, and behave yourselves. Amt
you ashamed"
When Woods and Barker reached
the street they paused
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didn't do just right, but | was pref
ty mad. | hired a band to serenade
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Hen , S""Ne'
They shook hands and parted,
Woods and Potts walked up the street
together. As they were passing sa-
loon a troop of men with brass horns
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said won had if INSIDE down. It's
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Thunder" cried the astounded
leader. 81 lust glanced at the num-
Der bv a street lamp. And that writ
ing of yours looks about the same
either way"
Further determinations were inter
ruDted by a widowed man who came
rushing down the street In his arms
he held bundle from which there
came a lusty wall. 1t was thy Ill for
tunate Wrinkle.
Hello. partner" shouted Bill Spelt
"IIas the kid oot the colico"
"Merciful hea,ens," calculated poor
Wrinkle. This is another one, You
were not gone half an hour when the
doorbell rang and we found this!
Where's the police station-the iail-
the engine house-anything."
4 big policeman came hurrvinn
Wrinkle in the distance and had oiyen