The Cairo bulletin., 1908-06-10
THE CASE OF
FUSS SELL
Certain Divergent Views Of tho
PoiiGarS
BY kENNETT HARRIS

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later there was a soft rap at the u
brary door.
! Come called Polcar.
| The door opened gently and rathe
bulky person with decorous side whis
| kers ard y white necktie gl'ded in arr
stood rgldly before the master of IN
household.
Did yun ring, s,r?" aske'l thu
| bulky person in an express:chles!
voice.
Policar looked at him The mar.
face was almost as eXpresSionless al
his voice. but not quite. Pol.cal
thought he read thereon calm con
sciousness of superiority, a thnly dis
guised scorn.
Yes, rang" said the master OF the
house at last II want to ask If you
have any reason TO be dissatisfied
with your treatment since You have
been here How about it,"
"Oh, dear. no, sir replied Fussell
mo. sir, indeed. have no reason to
complain, sir"
so far as the establishment is con
cerned, you have no criticisms to Of
fer, eh? II Is conducted upon a scale
that meets the requirements of your
self-respect?" ?"
BEG Y pardon, sir?'
The furnishings. for instance. the
draperies, the kitchen equipment and
all that sort of thing; are they good
enough for you? 10 you approve OF
them? Are they about as tidy and
complete as what you have been ac'
customed to-"
Quite so, thank you, sir" replied
Fussell
Il hope the rugs don't strike you as
being In bad taste? One or two Of
them are little bizarre. | know, but
have been assured that they have
rugs of that sort in the very best
houses.
Not at all. sir Quite so, sir"
"M-m-m. said Policar Il can't al
low myself to suppose that it's Mrs
Policar or my daughters. so fear 1t
must be as | suspected. | must be the
cause of IT, ! was afraid so from the
first. Now. look here. FusselI You
must try to make allowances, | know
hat have many, many shortcomings
nut YOU would overlook them. I'm
>nre, If yeu knew me better. get my
money honestly. Fussell; at least !
s. Il
statutory crime. | never committed
murder, arson or hisamy, SO far as |
am aware | think could run for
political Office and not have anything
very startling to good morals dragged
Gp out of my past Please believe
This. Fussell. Will you believe it?"
Yes. sir, certainly, sir" replied the
butler
"Your words are kind, bat fear you
are not yet thoroughly convinced" "
said Policar with a sigh. we will lei
his pass. then, for the present and |
will ask you to crafty little curiosity
that have. Do you ever indulge in
any form OF active amusement? Do
you over relax at all? How about
roller skating?"
Il have never INDUCED sir" ans
wered Fussel "No. sir. Thank you,
sir"
Thee will ask YOU to be SO oblig-
ing as to pick up that package in the
corner and hand it to me, said Poll
car. cut the string, please. Here,
YOU see. Is pair of roller skates. |
think they are Just about your size.
Would you mind holding mp your foot?
Thanks. Yes. just the size. Now, |
know that what you need is exercise
You are getting TO be a tritIe too thick
at the waist line and there is a rigidity
about Won generally that ought 70 De
overcome. You just follow me and
we'll see how these skates work"
About an hour later Mrs Policar re.
turned. accompanied by her daughters
She looked at the maid who opened
the door in some surprise.
Where's Fusscll?" she inquired
The maid hesitated, 4 believe he's
In the dancing room with Mr. Policar,
she replied with 8 slight giggle.
In the dancing ROOM repeated
Mrs. Policar, in amazement. What"
A sound like the rumble from
bowling alley accompanied by a Wig
1rous hand-clapping, came from the
little ballroom Mrs Policar walked
swiftly down the passage and threw
open the door just as there followed
yelp and the thud Of a violent concus
sion. The dignlfied Fussell, his coat
1ff. his waistcoat split up the back
and his white tie under one ear, was
sitting in "A most undignified attitude
IN the middle of the floor. Policar was
a cigar and regarding him
with amused approval from a seat on
The orchestra stand.
"Doggone it," exclaimed the butler.
That liked to Jared my teeth out l
bet my backbone is telescoped. I'll do
Il. though, If it takes all summer"
Good boy" said his master approx
ngly. You're coming On fine"
May | ask what this means?" in
luired Mrs. Policar from the door.
Fussell started violently and tried
10 scramble to his feet, pitching for
n-ard IN hie hands and knanc in Tho