The sun., 1908-07-19
SECOND SECTION.
Who GOT THE HENKEL FISH?
THE BLACK CAT MAYBE? OH, NO,
YOU'RE WRONG.

Perhaps II was the yellow Catf-Not at
AlI-There were Feline Apprexima-
trons, SO to Speak, but the Consumes
In At the Finish Was Faithful Piggy.
Marshal Henkel's storied pig enjoyed q
few days ago it's first fish dinner Of the
season. On July the Henkel family took
I'D it's residence in the farmhouse at Ronkon-
koma for the summer and had no more
than got comfortably settled when two am
bitious scions Of the house Of Henkel deter
mined to try their luck at fishing in Lake
Ronkonkoma, hard by. The excursion was
most successful, Master Henkel No. carry
ing home fine bass and Master Henkel No.
carrying home fine perch. The bass and
the perch were sevsrally and carefully de-
posited on the table in the clubhouse and the
NIarshals man John was instructed to pre-
pare them for the delectation Of the respec-
tive palates of Master Henltel No. and
Master Henkel No. .. Those two young
gentlemen then retired, also respectively.
to their several beds. Master Hen<el No.
sleeping in the upper loft front and Master
Henkel No. in the upper loft rear. Both
were soon dreaming Of the flsh breakfast
to come on the morrow.
or what filmy stuff are dreams madel
The Henkel family had gone to Ronkon-
koma expressly to escape the sane and
rational exuberance Of our annual BOOM
erang day, hoping fondly to sleep through
at least part Of the dawning thereof. 1t
was a vain hope, and Fate must needs put
A finger In. The early dawn found Marshal
Henkel moving about and accommodating
the outworks. The early dawn also found
Master Henkel No. sleeping soundly
and likewise Master Henkel No. (boys
will be boys,. John a. usual was up
and doing. The pig was up and doing
too, that is, he was doing as much NJ his
fettered condition would permit. Incl
dentally the two cats belonging to tho
entity, they would have their share Of doing
too. Since John had knocked on the head
the maltese cat that had stolen some OF
the Marshals choice chickens to help the
him on glass eggs. cats had been at dis
count at Ronkonkoma. But you can no
more get along without cats at that par
tioular spot on Long Island than you can
without mosquitoes. They will come, and
il REQUIRES scme such Violent procedure as
that they would be better of elsewhere.
Tho two cats at present sojourning there
are suffered to remain as long as their con-
duct does not conflict with Marshal Hem
kel's ideas Of .propriety.. !,
The first thing the Marshal did after
dressing was to go to the Clubhouse 20 have
look at the fish. At the same time John
was taking his way to the same destination.
q long butchers knife in his hand.
We'll, John said the Marshal, 'I've
promised to cook those fish for the boys,
so clean 'em up and I'll get at it
The Marshal prides himself not little
on his culinary skill and he is quite willing
TO hold you prisoner in his private room in
the Federal Building while he tells you
all aboat it. John went into the house to
pet pan and the Marshal followed to see
that the FIRE In the kitchen range was burn
ing as fire should that was about to oon-
tribute to such remarkable cookery Of
fishes; Neither saw the pair Of cats that
az the Marshal and John departed from
the other. The fire must have been burn
ing satisfactorily, for the Marshal returned
almost Immediately. carrying the poker.
which he had forgotten to put down, so
absorbed was he In the task before him.
Both cats were on the table taking close
look at the two precious fish. As he stepped
in the animals made q dash to escape, but
the big black tom had firmly set his teeth
in the flesh Of the bass and incidentally
Of the outhouse he fed. with the Marshal in
pursuit brandishing the poker and shouting
FOR John. John ran out from the kitchen
inst in time to see the Marshal getting over
the rail fence which divides the back yard
from the orchard with more despatch than
dignity The hubbub awakened Master
Henkel No. 2, whose quarters we're In the
upper loft rear. He bounded from bed and
reached the window only to see the big tom
dashing through the orchard. with the
Marshal and John in headlong pursuit. He
saw too that II was the bass that Master
Henkel No. had caught.
'Good-by to Matt's fish breakfast
he murmured. yawning. 'Never mind
he can watch me eat my perch and with
that he tumbled again into bed for another
forty winks.
About half dozen rods beyond the
rail fence there was q hencoop backed
M against one Of the biggest spple trees.
The fleeing cat took It 10 it's head TO seek
refuge in the coop without taking any
precautions as to q means Of exit. There
was no means Of exit, and the Marshal
and John ran up quite breathless. Th6
Marshal lifted the coop and John reached 1
in TO pull out the guilty tom, but the latter,
intent on escaping. fish or no fish. seized
between Johns legs. The fish was there |
all right. and unharmed save for q few !
marks left by the cats teeth. The bass |
was taken back to the outhouse and the |
Marshal told John to clean 1t as though |
But Just as the two entered the back
door OF the clubhouse they caught q glimpse /
OF a yellow streak making through the |
front door-and the perch had disappeared. |
There was another wild yell from the |
Marshal and another pursuing sprint, this |
time to the front Of the house. The up
roar brought Master Henkel No. out |
OF bed with hop, skip and Jump and |
to the window just In time to see the yellow |
cat hotfooting Il up scrub oak few yards
In front Of the house with his brothers |
fine perch in It's jaws. The marshal and |
John stood helpless at the foot Of the tree.
the former with the poker still In his hand.
passing few theological remarks up at \
the cat. The Marshal's remarks must |
have made the cat laugh. for the cat dropped |
the fish and 1t was then that Master Henkel |
No ! crawled back into bed. saying Sleep
ny, Well; Bill. you can watch me eat my
o!ss. so cheer up
lne fish were taken into the outhouse
and in order to avoid any further mis-
carriage John set to work at once and soon
IA bass and perch ready for the pan.
AN right, John, come on In the kitchen
now and we'll have these ready for the boys
N no time, but don I let on the oats had them
onrll give the signal said the Marshal.
The fish were fried and the breakfast bell
was ring. The boys were not as long as
usual In responding. for besides the incen-
I'VE of the pleasant odor from the cooking
ilsh, each thought that he had q dandy
JOKE on the other. 80 IL happened that both
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