Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1905-05-04

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counsel Of his immediate chief in the
matter.
When he did SO. his immediate chief
lay back in his chair and-weil, hollered.
He gave the embarrassed young scien-
fist the loud and long laugh. Then,
brutally enough. he related the story
unto the delighted ears of the rest of the
corps of scientists of the Smithsonian
institution. They, likewise, hollered.
The name of the lighthouse keepers
daughter is rather unusual-say II is
Penelope Sadheart. The staid, sober
scientists had only to whisper the name
of Penelope within the hearing of the
object of Penelope's alteration to re-
duce that young man of science to one
tremendous and all-pervading blush.
They kept at him for quite awhile, I'M
til the novelty of the thing wore on.
and then they gradually let him alone.
One afternoon last week a queer fig
ure wandered into the dim, cathedral-iit
entrance corridor of the Smithsonian in
stitution.
He was something short of seven feet
in height; bony as the fossil of a mas
todon and considerably more angular.
He was clad in a withered suit OF plain
homespun, with his pants (they were
pants, not trousers) tucked in his boots,
and he shambled along as if he were at
a deadly loss just what to do with his
gigantic hands and feet. Nevertheless,
he looked as if he might be able to hold
his W in a hand-to-paw encounter
with a Rocky mountain grizzly bear.
One of the young scientists took him
in hand and asked him his business, for
the giant did not appear to have visited
the institution merely for the purpose
OF inspecting the exhibits. The giant
said that he was from the hereinbefore-
mentioned island lying off the coast Of
Virginia, and that he was looking for
the young scientist who had been there
a few months before, having collected a
number of specimens for him.
The mischievous young man of science
who had tie giant in hand conceived an
idea.
All right" he said. "Ill take you to
him. BY the way, do you know a Miss
Penelope Sadheart down your way?"
"Ah sho'ly do, sub" was the giants
reply.
That so?" said the mischief-maker.
well, I'll tell you. The gentleman you
want to see met that young lady down
at your island, and he'll be glad to know
that you know her. Now, I'll show you
where his desk is, and when you meet
him it'll please him if you ask him if he
knows Miss Penelope Sadheart."
"Ve'y well, sub. Ah1l ask him"
said the giant.
Then the mischief-maker went around
and gathered together about a dozen OF
the scientific corps on a little gallery d.
rectly overlooking the desk of the OBJ
ject of Miss Penelope S%adheart's affec-
ton.
Then he showed the giant where to
find the young scientist, who was busiiy
engaged in sorting over some specimens
on his desk.
The giant from Virginia clomped up.
stairs to the desk of the young scientist.
for whom he had collected some speci-
mems, and shambled up to where the
young man sat.
The young scientist looked up, and he
went a bit pale. Probably he had a sud.
den glimmering idea of breakers ahead.
"Suh," said the giant, solemnly ad-
dressing the nervous young man Of
science at his desk, ALIVE come up this
away from Browns island. Do you all
know a Miss Penelope S%adheart?"
The young scientist grabbed a heavy
paper weight in one hand and a rubber
ruler in the other and jumped up. He
game, all right.
Yes, | do" he replied, with his face
as chalky as a mans face can get.
What of it,"
The words that were probably thump.
ing through his head just then were:
Here's that girls fisherman beau, and
he's going to make two bites OF me; but
I'm a-going to give him a run for his
money at that"
"Oh, nuthin', suh," said the giant.
"Ah jes' happened tub mention huh,
Alive toted up heah some O. them things
you all was a-lookin' fob down owuh
way awhile back, and
Then the young scientist fell back In
his chair with the relaxation of pure icy,
and his blood began to circulate again.
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