Custer County Republican. (Broken Bow, Neb.) 1882-1921, 1907-03-28

Then he says in purry kind OF
voice: Mr.. De Crassweller, believer
Sure thing says /, trying to save
what's left OF my arm. That's me, but
what's 1t to you? With that | tried
to sit up, but my head was still full
OF bees and I went to the sofa for the
full count.
"The guy didn't wait but began
shooting 1t right at me. Weller
it is rather important inasmuch as we
have been expecting gentleman Of
your name Your mother-ah-hav
ing made all the necessary arrange
ments for your--aw-brief retirement,
1t only remains for me to extend to
you, Mr.. De Crassweler, the greetings
of the institution and to trust-ah-
that our acquaintance will be mutually
profitable Before | could open my
mouth to holler for help, he went out
and shut the door behind him.
Say, Billy, | felt kind of funny.
Little chills chased up and down my
backbone and played tag all over my
anatomy. Holy sufferin. snakes!
What kind of joint had got dumped
into anyhow? Who was this zap
with the red nose and the lofty Ian
guage? In about five seconds, / de-
cided that | didn't care who or what
he was. All wanted was to get out
and to get out quick. l had enough
all right, all right and some left over
No more Percy business in mine.
was perfectly willing to take what
was coming to me, but didn't have
any desire to shoulder this De Grass
weller's troubles, whatever they
were.
II sat up and reached for my hat
and coat. They had disappeared
Likewise the roll of KS and several
other necessary articles of my attire
along with the rest. / was up against
skin game all right, and the process
of skinning had begun before | woke
up.
81 crept back to the sofa feeling dis
couraged. l was wound up all right
and the only way out, that | could see,
was to tell his nibs the truth and do
lilV lliJul Cu llllVtChI dtL VI CloS DIiJ
and take the Honorable Percy's medi-
cine, however bitter.
Just then key ratified in the door,
and In comes my red-nosed friend. He
opened his mouth to say something,
but | saw 1t coming and cut in with:
Say, / want to get out of her right
now. There's been a mistake made
all right enough because my name
amt Percy De Grassfielder nor moth
ing like it. It's plain Red" Clarke,
and | got into that rig by mistake. l
don't know what kind of joint this
is and | don't care. | wouldn't stay
II 1t was combination circus and
dime musee. See! Just get my hat
and coat and I'll fade, sneak, disap-
pear, vamoose right away
"The guy had his mouth open all the
time | was talking, and he looked kind
of wild when | got through but, in
stead of saying anything, he poked a
little bell and, in about minute, in
come two of the huskiest cubs ever
saw. He seemed to feel little bet.
ter after they came in for he smiled
fat happy smile and said: Let us
drop all this subterfuge, Mr.. De Grass
weller In other words, let us get down
to business. 1t is useless for you to
deny your identity for your mother,
knowing you would be unwilling to
come of your own accord, managed
the little fiction that brought you,
without your knowledge or consent,
within our portals. Once here we do
the rest. Healey's Institute for Dip.
romantics never fails. You enter
crazed with an appetite for strong
drink, you go out freed from that rag
ing thirst that
Holy Smoke, a dippy joint
groaned, as the unhappy truth dawned
upon me at last. This Percy De
Noodlesoup had got on to the game
and dug out while I-poor foolish yaI
had put my neck in his moose.
Say l yelled when got my
breath. On the dead, this game amt
level. My name amt Grasspasture
It's Red" Clarke, and Red" Clarke
without taste for liquor would be
about as valuable as dead pup. Lei
me out
Il just got that far when the two
husky porters nailed me and l quit
Had to because they shut off my all
supply.
Then the red-nosed boss says
something to these husky guys abou
illusions and hallucy nations and In
hustled off upstairs, Now, say, Billy
don't want this to sound too mucl
like fairy tale, so l amt going t
tell you everything that happened, be