The Richmond palladium. (Richmond, Ind.) 1906-1907, 1906-06-09
Copyright by Strickland w. GHIiIan.)

over he had made a job for twelve
more pairs of white gloves, by send
ing the two CORY guards into the
haphazard hence. He then went and
told the kings two handmade or
phans about the tragedy, and cried
with them over it. In brief, Mac
showed in various ways that he had
a monumental nerve. Wifey helped
him by being much surprised over
Dunk's demise, and by fainting. And
he would have got away with it, too,
if it hadn't been for that habit he had
of seeing things that weren't there,
and if Bank hadn't been in on that
spook deal with him.
You see Bank got to thinking line
like this:
me and Mac was together when
the three punches of malaria called
the turn on Macs promotion. His
bunch was all to the yellow condi-
ment. But If they was right on one
point, why aren't they right on the
other? They told me my boy would
do a little reign-fest himself. Here's
Mac Ringing away for dear life, and
my boy really doing nothing couldn't
make him quit if there was a kingship
or fourth-class post-office in 1t. But
aisy-here comes him with the halo,
this minute, and Mrs. Halo with him
When Mac come up, he remarked
to Mrs. Mac that they ought to have
Bank at the big feed they were to have
that night at the palace. Bank said
he would be there if necessary, and
Mrs. Mac sail "Chawmed, m suah.
Then Mac asked him if he thought of
taking little ride that afternoon, and
Bank said he was going to If his
chauffeur got sober in time. Mac in
CURED further as to the line of march,
and telling him to be sure and be
present, he went on.
The King and Mrs. King winked at
each other and laughed merrily. SO
that anybody who knew them would
have known there was some jovial lit
tie murder to be done that evening
Calling in pair of his private murd-
erers that he always kept about his
house for odd jobs, Mac told them
few things Bank hadn't done to
them, and sicked them on. They got
evening ride of Bank and his boy
Fleance, and marked in red ink the
spot where the lancing was to be con.
Quoted.
You see Mac had been getting a
little suspicious of what was running
through Banks mind, as that little
witch prophesy was as clear in his
head as in Banks. The former said to
himself: IF Bank is dead and without
children, 1 guess that puts the Kibosh
on the ghost dope, eh?"
Cheerful person., wasn't Mac?
Yes, he wasn't.
Well, the stabbers got in their work
nicely, just after dark, but young File.
ance got away and beat it, and when
the puncture artists reported to Mac
he told them:
"Piffle, very much! Now I've got to
keep q looking out for that young
rooster l would have been perfectly
happy and cheerful if you had killed
both of them"
But dinner had been called, the blue
points were getting cold, and they had
to get busy with the menu. Mrs. Mac
told her help-murder that he wasn't
quite as clipper as usual this evening
and that he'd better liven up, so he
said to the company:
Il guess this bunch would be about
all the brains of Scotland, If Banquo
hadn't played hockey. l wonder where
he is?"
Just then he looked at Banks chair
and there, as plain as the nose on his
face sat Bank, his hair tastefully done
up in several quarts of blood, and look
ing rather Indignantly at Mac. When
Mac began to talk to him and let his
voice rise higher and higher and bis
eyes bug out further and further, the
boys looked at each other, winked and
said:
| The bromides for Macs. This is
the tightest we ever saw him at this
stage of the game. He must have
been hitting them up for grand start
all afternoon. We're handicapped
Let's get busy"
Pretty soon the old man had 'en
again, and his wife accused him righ1
out of acting dippy in public. She con
cluded by saying:
| "Skidoo, guests. Macs got the coll!