Live Oak daily Democrat. (Live Oak, Fla.) 190?-190?, 1906-09-04


golf with Tom. who was singularly I'M
IKE himself. Instead Of being indefat-
liable and bubbling over with spirits,
be was languid and dull He said the
hare possibility Of having foozler en-
ter his family reduced his nervous sys-
TEN 20 q pulp.
What on earth did you bring me
here sorg" asked Whitney. 81 can't see
snvthing Of your sister without that
everlasting parson."
sRhe VIII be tired Of his symptoms
before long" said Tom.
she appears 10 be In love with him
and his symptoms"
she has some notion about a life Of
usefulness as a parsons wife. She'll
drop Il once he has gone"
Catch him going" Whitney groaned
Il have hopes" said Tom
That night whitney lay awake with
an aching tooth. He heard the curate's
bed creak as the poor fellow tossed
restIesSly. Roller skating in his head"
thought Whitney. Then he heard Sc
Ton pacing back and forth. Presently
he appeared TO try sleeping again and
gave forth q gentle snore. Suddenly
be spraEg out of bed, threw open his
door, rushed madly through the hall
and down the stairs. Whitney, alarmed.
chased after him. Reaching the gar
den. he was Mortified to see Seton max
ing a full tilt straight for the lake.
whitney picked up an apple and threw
Il. hitting Seton in the small Of the
back. lie stopped and ned slowly
around. His pursuer was upon him in
an instant and. graphing the aston
ished cleric. threw and held him down.
Help, MURDER he yelled.
shut up." said Whitney. 1--WE saved
your life"
why. IL is Mr.. Whitney. What do
yOu meanr'
A young surgeon camping near the
shore heard the cries and, Selling bis
emergency outfit, ran to the spot
What's the row?' he asked.
1t Is the curate; he was just going
10 drown himself"
Dear me-" said Seton 81 was Just
going 10 take a plunge"
AT this hour sneered Whitney.
You doubt my wordT"
The curate's blood was up; he fought
and struggled vigorously. 1t took both
men to handle him, but they got hin
down again Whitney sat on him; the
doctor took out his chloroform can
saturated a handkerchief and held 4
over setOn's face until he was uncon
sciOus-
As they Lated him to carry him IL
something dropped. 1t was a bait
towel The curate had knotted i
around his waist.
Thunder and gunsr" exclaimed
Whitney. do you suppose he reaIl!
was only going In swimmingT"
Looks confoundedly like it" SAIL
the doctor grimly.
As they passed Toms door he lookeC
out. and, seeing their burden, his eye
dilated with horror.
Il told him he'd be drowned going II
By those rocks after dark" said Tom
He's been there every night lately"
He Is not dead-his head struck {
tin can" said the doctor.
VIII It be safe for US TO leave hin
aIoneF' asked Whitney.
"Safer-for us; he has not had dOp
enOugh to hold him long"
The curate left on an early train mex
morning before anybody was about
/ Tom took Whitney into the room va
Gated by Seton, turned back the hea
/ OF the mattress and from a slit in tn
I ticking extracted a small box contain
/ ing q spool OF thread, the end Of whic
passed through a hole in the box, the
through a crack in the partition int
Toms room. The ''rumbling" was pre-
duced by pulling the thread so that
unwound rapidly.
1t was like putting an incubato
baby in the refrigerator" said Ton
but foozling disgraces a club The SUI
way TO stop it is TO remove the cause.