Arizona republican., 1907-01-13
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run out to my place at Pawn Lake to- morrow. You see I want solitude to finish my monograph on The Mum mics of"
 ''Oh, let the dead bury the dead!' Think how long you'll be a mummy yourself, Penny. If it's a choice be- tween an Egyptian princess who's been dead 2,000 years and an American queen who's been alive twenty, I'd"
 I've never been a success with a lady under a few thousand years of age, Dudley" interrupted MT. Penn broke, sadly.
 You never get near enough. You can't make pretty talk through a meg aphone, you know. Now, look here Miss Rodney begged me to ask you"
 As a file-closer I Iear-or possibly for outpost duty. If she had wanted me as a cavalier, I am afraid the mes sage would never have reached me, Dudley"
 You old fox! But think of the good times We will have. boating and tramp ing, horses and dogs"
 Children and dogs are my pet abom- nations. l regard them both as primi- tive creatures of dangerous intelligence and ungOVernable impulses,"
 oh, go to the" began MT. Dudley Strong, impatiently.
 ''l must again decline, Dudley. I understand that she caters to New Yorkers and entertains but very few Bostonians."
 What kind of a summer colony have you got at Pawn Lake" asked Mir. Strong, abrubtly changing the conver- sation.
 Myself my valet, chef coachman. two horses, some chickens"
 All roosters, I'll bet, and a tomcat. Any pretty girls
 MT. Pembroke shuddered. My near est neighbor is about a quarter of a mile away. l am a little worried. as l understand that the cottage has been let for the summer. l don't know to whom"
 Hope you will find it full of chorus girls. Well I'm off. Hope you have a good summer.' Shaking hands with the Bostonian Mir. Strong rushed from the room in the usual manner of the Metropolitan.
 The following morning, after a some what difficult but necessary argument with his publishers, who were aCgra- Vatingly dense in being brought to see the vital importance of printing page numbers of his latest book in the lower center instead of the upper and outer corners, especially as half of the edi- ton had been printed in the latter way. MT. Pembroke found himself on the way to the Grand Central station. whence he was to take a sleeper to Pawn Lake.
 According to his usual custom NIT. Pembroke arrived al the station before the gates were opened to admit pas sengers, and while standing in the crowded waiting room he became in terested in a group which was occupy ing the greater part oi the bench op- posite hin. Interested is hardly the word, as Mir. Pembroke's attention was held with the same shuddering fasci- nation with which a person having an antipathy for cats might watch the ablutiOns of a family of half grown kittens.
 The unconscious party under the CO., vert observation of Mir. Pembroke con sisted of five children, all between the ages Of two and ten years Even to his unskilled eyes it was obvious that two of the children were twins. the similarity of which he contemplated with the secret marveling Of a Red Indian inspecting a mechanical toy.
 Although there were but five. Mir. Pembroge found it necessary to count them several times to assure himself of this fact, their activity giving the impression of at least twice that num- bu. From the boisterous interest which they took in surrounding ob- Jects, MT. Pembroke surmised that they were unaccustomed to travel He also observed with silent admiration how the pretty French maid who seem ed to be the only shepherdess of the flock, was skillfully herding them with a delft dispensing of bonbons.
 MT. PembrOkes tra in was shortly an nounced, but being just at that instant absorbed in the skillful teamwork of the twins. who were attempting to wrest a small wicker basket from the eldest, a square jawed. blue eyed boy. he utterly ignored the summons Strange sounds proceeding from the basket whetting his interest still keen er- he was almost capsized by a portly lady carrying a hand trunk, but be- yond his automatic pardon me-" his eyes were still fastened upon tht wrestlers. when suddenly the twine holding the basket together snapped under the strain; the twins sprawled one way, the boy another, and a large. fat puppy was spilled from within, fall ing 10 the floor with "plop."
 Despite the fall the pup was the first to regain his equilibrium and promptly crawled beneath the long settle upon which the entire juvenile litter gave voice like a pack of beagles. Uncon- sciously Mir. Pembroke found himself hastening to their aid, seeing an ex- cellent tool for the capture of the quarry in the crooked handle of his stick. At that particular moment the dislodgment of that pup from beneath the settle would have ranked higher in importance than the location of the page numbers of his book.
 Before he knew it he found himself on hands and knees s1illfully lunginE between the multitUdinous bags and baskets. but the puppy if corpulent. was active. and nimbly cvading the crook made a dash for the refuge offer cd by the skirts of a lady seated half way down the bench. Intent upon the chase Mir. Pembroke failed to note the character of the cover until he had hooked an ankle by mistake. and the