Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-12-14

light from the window blinded him, and for
moment he stood within the Enclosure
blinking. An ugly grin spread over his
face as he made out the two ngures by the
window and he began a laborious journey
toward them. He tried to tiptoe, and this
added further to his embarrassments; but
the figures by the window were intent on
the song and did not hear him. He drew
slowly nearer; one more step and he would
have concluded his journey. He poised on
his toes before taking it, but the law OF
gravitauon now asserted itself He lunged
forward heavily, casting himself upon
Wheaton, and nearly knocking him from
his feet
Jimmy" he blurted in drunken voice.
"Jim-my!'
EVELYN turned quickly and shrank back
/ with q cry. Wheaton was slowly rallying
| from the shock-o of his surprise. He grabbed
| the man by the arms and began pushing
| him toward the door.
Don't be alarmed he said over his
shoulder to Evelyn. who had shrunk back
against the wall I'm manage him"
This, however. was not so easily done.
| had been sobered by Wheaton's attack. He
clasped his fingers about Wheatons throat
| and planted his feet firmly He clearly IN
tended to stand his ground. and he dug his
| fingers into Wheaton's neck with the IN
| tention OF hurting.
"Father!' cried Evelyn once but the song
was growing noisier toward Its end and the
circle about the piano did not hear She
was about to call again when a heavy
step sounded outside on the walk and
Bishop Delafield came swiftly into
the porch. He had entered the
grounds from the rear and was walking
around the house to the front door.
Quick that man therein call the
others!" cried Evelyn, still shrinking
against the wall. Wheaton had been forced
to his knees, and his assailant was choking
him. But there was no need for other
help. The bishop had already seized the
| tramp about the body with his great
hands, tearing him from Wheaton's neck.
He strobe, with the squirming figure IN
his grasp, toward an open window at the
| back of the glass Enclosure, and pushed the
man out. There was a great snoring ana
threshing below The hill dipped abruptly
| away from this side of the house. and the
! man had fallen several feet Into mower
| bed. . 49, ,S
"Get away from here" the bishop said;
in his deep voice. land be quick ABOUT AZ.
The man rose and ran swiftly down the
| slope toward the street
The bishop walked back to the window.
| The others had now hurried OUT IN responss
| To Eyelyns peremptory calls. ana she ives
, telling OF the tramps visit, while wheaton
received their condolences ana readluste9
his tie His collar and shlrt-rront showeo
signs of contact with dirt.
Ell MAS a tramp" said Evelyn, as the
others Piled her with questions. and ne
attacked Mr. wheaton
.sWhere's he gonef demanoeo Porter eA-
a..There he goes" said the bishop. point
,no toward the window. HE smelled hor-
rihly of whisky, and l dropped him gently
ont of the window. The shock seems 10
have inspired his legs
s.I'll have the police, began Porter
"Oh. he's gone now. Mr.. Porter said
wheaton coolly, as he restored his tie.
..Bishop Delafiefd disposed of him so Wig
orously that he III hardly come back"
eyes let him CO." said the bishop. wtrfn8
his hands on his handkerchief. I'm only
afraid, Porter, that I've spoiled your bese
Gamma bed"
lTo be continued tomorrow