The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1902-11-28
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Copyright, 1909, By
Ho,rdrd Marcus Strong
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pumped so steadily that the tank in
the attic overtiowed. washing the plas-
ter from the ceilings and the family
out of their beds. Mrs. Allen arose.
donned such dry raimeEt us could be
found and read missionary tracts aloud
10 Miss Files, Who was slightly deaf.
! BY early morning the flood had
| abated. and laborCrs were at once set
| to work removing all traces of the
| catastrophe. As soon as order was in
measure restored Miss Files began
the preparation of what was to be her
browning effort in the line OF Thanks
giving dinners.
At the hour of noon Miss Files took
final survey of the table and then
rang the bell authoritatively. Mr. Al
! len appeared and Henrietta and Mrs.
Allen.
where is Mr. Newtes?" lnxiously
inquired the last named.
"IIe was not on that train" began Mr..
Allen. and was then intcrruI ted by
knock Mt the front door.
Il will receive him." said Mrs. Allen,
and swept out of the room.
You are just i'll time, Mr.. Newtrs."
was her greeting as the door swung
open. Dinner is just served. No, not
Il word. Come with me at oEce"
1t was decidedly questionable look,
ing individual that was conducted into
the dining room and introduced to Mr.
Allen and Henrietta Realizing his d."
fcctS, Mrs Allen WIS all the more grl-
clouS
Your appearance is much altered.
Mr. NcwtcS." she remarked. 'i'rfOrc
leaving this country rs Il missionary
you were quite slender and, if l r..
member correctly. smooth shavcn.'
"YcssGm." replied Mr.. Newtes and
began combined attack on the tur
key and cranberry sauce
'YOu were stationed in Gebu Land.
We're you mott" continued his hostess
Il am anxious to learn something of
the country and the people. Are they
idolatcrS:'
Sure thing" replied the missionary
out of the fullneSs of his mouth. ITS
a sight. ma am to see them oily beg
cars dancn' round their Gebu god of Il
night. You sec. @cbu is n kind of dope
like tar They dig for it and steal for
it and fight for it just like we does for
gold. \ pot of it will buy all the MT
tive women you need TO start 4
h&rcm."
Il cannot imagine what is keeping
Ingram" said Mrs. Allen. Tell him
that we are at the table and that l do
Loot like his being late on such an occa-
Sitn"
II seemed that Miss Files had hardly
left the room until she WAS back again,
screaming and wringin% her hands.
Help help" she walled Hes up
on top If that tower. and it's snOwin'
tit to Till. oh. what's "oin' to become
of him. | want to know"
A second LATER there were four white
faces raised 10 where Il small figure
was swayim@ in the gale seventy five
feet above the ground. With the block.
rope and swinging scat of the painters
Inky had hniStCd himself to the top
of the tower and then NY some mis-
chance had permitted the whole tackle
20 drup lack TO the earth. ih,:S cutting
ni' lis only means of escape.
Mrs. Allen closed her eyes. and her
lips moved silently. Mr.. Allen WAS too
badly frightened To think in;vll"cntly.
Henrietta suggested that they tele-
graph to the city for an extension lire
ladder and have ii sent ont OH Iii" nest
train. At this iuncturr Mr.. Ncwtrs
emerged lcisurciy from the house wit"
every pocket hul"ing suSpicionSly.
"Wcll. I'll hc hanged if it ain't me
friend Inky up thrrr playin' goddess
of liberty" he exclaimed. takin" in tho