The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1902-11-23

flashing eye.
Perhaps that is none of my bust
ness" said he. but 1 advise you to
ship your next batch Of turkeys in a
box strong enough to hold them until
they are sold.''
With this, the agent coldly walked
away and gave his attention to other
business.
Seeing that he was not likely to re-
ceive any more attention other than
the smiles of the clerks, Carrots strobe
from the Office, his red head held high
er than ever.
Once outside, however, his proud head
dropped. Hadn't his father warned him
to brace that crate?
Late that afternoon, Carrots, his face
almost as red as his hair. entered Mr..
Mann's Office.
You can have those ten turkeys.
Mr.. Mann" he said.
"Ho. you've come to your senses,
have you? Well. I'll take them. But
you won't get the price you would
have got this morning boy. Thanks
giving turkeys are back numbers. Ev-
cry man that is going to sell a turkey
or eat one or give one away has
bought one before now But I'll give
you what the turkeys are worth"
"All right, SIR"
When Mr. Mann handed him the
money for the ten turkeys, Carrots
stuffed it into his waistcoast pocket
and turned towards the door.
See here, sonny" Mr. Mann called
after him. "be careful how you carry
that money. This town is full of toughs
and you
Carrots whirled around his finger
on his cheek:
'iSee here. Mr.. Mann. do you see any
thing green in my eyer"
Yes, 1 do" laughed Mr.. Mann.
You're as green as they grow 'em in
Jayville.''
Carrots, hot with anger, banged the
door behind him.
A few minutes later he was aboard
his train, pouring his grievances into
the ear of Proc" Pendergast. Proc"
was brakeman on the train. He had
| been raised on the farm adjoining that
of Carrots father, and Carrots had al
| ways known him.
| 80 those were your turkeys" &C.
| claimed Proc" 81 guessed it when
read about the South Water street
| frolic in the evening paper. Didn't
warn you that thirteen turkeys meant
bad luck? Lost three, did your"
THE three best in the lot" said Car
rots. THE google was the biggest one
| you ever saw. He weighed twenty
| pounds with his fathers on. I've been
| hunting those turkeys all the after
| noon. The whole city is strung with
| turkeys, but mine don't seem to be
among them"
Dead turkeys tell. no tales" re-
| marked Proc" But see here, Carrots
1 saw one of your turkeys alive. A
| whopper, too. 1 bet it was the gobbler
Look our of the window, quick Do
you see that willow tree above those
| shanties? Well. sir, your turkey light
| ed on that tree. l saw it with my own
| eyes. Just as our train was coming
| into the city the Omaha train shot by.
| Perhaps that turkey was stealing a
! ride back to the farm and got scared
off. Anyhow, 1 saw it swoop across
and wheel down into that willow
| tree"
THAT was the gobbler," exclaimed
| Carrots, eXcitedly. Hes the only one
that flies like that. I'll get him; see
| if don't. I'll come back on the early
| train and I'll have him if 1 have to
snatch him out of some thiefs oven.
| I'll get him if it takes every cent I've
got. I'm not going to be cheated out
of everything"
"Oh, guess the express company
will make your loss good said
Proc" They're pretty square sort OF
folks
81 don't see it, exclaimed Carrots
when / tackled them, they bluffe6
| me off, They said the box wasn't
| strong, and they said that the turkeys
escaped after they had delivered them
Mr.. Mann says that only ten turkeys
were delivered to him. So there you
are
"I'H bet you spoiled it with your
hot head" said Proc" Anyhow
Mann bought ten turkeys; what did
you get?"
ANY old money" sputtered Carrots,
thrusting his hands into his pocket.
He started up, flushing purple. The
money was gone!
"Try your other pockets, Suggested
proc
Carrots searched his other pockets,
then sank back in despair.
What will mother say! She's been
saving up turkey money ever since /
| was born to educate me for a doctor.
This is the first lot she ever let me
handle, and I've gone and lost turkeys
and money and all. Catch me coming
into this tricky city again! Yes, will,
though I'll get that gobbler If IL takes
every turkey cent there is in the bankl"
Before eleven o'clock on Thanks
giving morning Carrots stood beneath
the willow tree that proc" had point
ed out from the car window. The will
| low tree was rooted In the rear shed
of a shanty, and it's great trunk push
! ed up through the roof. Within the
| shanty a shrivelled old man was sort
| ing a heap of copper and iron bits.
| When Carrots demanded what had
| become of the turkey the old man
| gave an irresponsible shrug and point
| ed to a stairway that led from the al
ley to the roof.
Carrots mounted the rickety stairs
and came out on a roof. There was
the tree, some -blackened morn
ing glory vines, box of dead nastur-
tiums, and at the trunk of the tree a
small stack of rotten wooden blocks to
represent a wood pile. From the tree
to the house stretched a clothes line
which knocked the hat from Carrots
red head.
AS he stopped to pick up the hat a
whiff of roasting turkey came to his
nostrils. With an angry sniff he turn
ed to the door, but before he could
knock there was a loud explosion with
in, a shout and jar
Carrots then opened the door. A
burst of warm steam and fragrance
met him. In a moment he perceived a
boy rolling on the floor and an open
oven door with monster turkey
protruding. The floor, the ceiling, the
walls were spattered with yellow,
steaming squash and fragments of
squash were scattered over the floor.
There was a bed in a corner with two
little girls crouching against it.
Carrots saw nothing clearly except
the boy on the floor. He was flirting
hot squash from his hand and trying