The Evening statesman. [volume] (Walla Walla, Wash.) 1903-1910, 1909-04-11
By Hy Runlm)

the old girl up some more. and sat
down again, and wiped his mitts on
a dish cloth that looked like silk,
but wasn't, and threw it from him
with a violence that indicated he
cared not for the expenses of the mu-
nicipality. Then he shut his eyes and
| leaned forward like a pussy-willow
| on the bank of Mill creek. and sew
eral of the true believers said, 'Sh-
h-h! and the big thing was on.
, He started gently-Tll say hiatt
much for him. First he doubled up
like rainbow trout just pulled from
a swimming hole, and pushed a couple
, of the trebles gentle nudge 'tippy,
i tappy,' like a Walla Walla cop tip
toeink in the wake OF bold, bad
man., and then he swung toward the
south and made center rush on two
of the BASES, bum boom bummery!'
like symptoms of a bad head and
dark brown taste after a night of
high life.
| But without waiting TO pat an ice
pack on the thing or massage its ach
! ing reeds, he came sailing home from
third on squeeze play, tore off two
or three hangnails On the middle key
with a resounding bang and grabbed
the poor thing by the upper lip in
a vain attempt to pull all of the front
teeth out by the roots. 1 thought he
had gone pretty far but found that
he hadn't fairly started. All of a
oneness he made a rush around the
minors and then rushed down to the
corner where he turned in a call for
the whole department. Instantly in
tense excitement began to reign; you
could hear the engines comm down
the pavements, and Chief MetZ's old
Pat ran into a milk wagon, scattering
bottles through plate glass windows
of tinware store, and a. bunch of
chemicals exploded in the basement.
Soon the flames broke out from
the windows, and people began to
jump from the upper stories, lighting
on the sidewalk with a dull, metallic
ring and with cooking stoves in their
iarms-I counted at least % Buck
ranges striking terra firma before /
lost tally. Then a side wall fell in,
Towering many people in the ruins and
their groans and shrieks were pitiful
and heart-rending, and one Of the am
lbulances ran away and crippled dog.
The program called it an overture,
but they couldn't fool mel knew
Ianother alarm when 1 heard it.
1.-THE blaze lasted for Is minutes by
the watch, but after the department
had secured control, and the boys
were putting on their slickers, and
nothing remained but dying embers.
lour friend with the top knot like a
white minorca hen went back behind
the scenes to don the running trunks
for an intermediate Marathon, with
five distinct gaits
after the applause had subsidized
Ian was quiet save for the gasps of
1.-The exhausted instrument which was
LEANING back on it's launches painting
like a gray hound pup on his first
rabbit chase. AS 1 reached for my lid
an oil girl sitting next to me leaned
lover and says to me-she had been
eating onions for dinner and there
were traces of c-'d fried mush on her
flower jaw, but anyone could tell that
she had one of those temperaments
THAT eggs would bake on-she says to
me:
EXCUSE me, sir, for addressing a
stranger, but 1 could see that You were
Ialso deeply affected; ah, me, music
hath charms to soothe the savage
beast: how true the poet spoke
Yessum,' said 1, but l feel suf-
liciently soothed and if you'll just
keep your spotlight trained this way,
You'll see me make room for some
lone else who is in need of it. But
before got away, the dago came back
looking fresher than ever after his
first round; he was not fatigued, and
las he sided up to the opponent, he
lsmiled encouraginly at the true be-
ll;evers Stubby, he landed that organ
la Jolt on the snout that brouht blood,
follow ed it up with one to the kidneys,
handed out a short arm jab in the
ribs, and. wound up the seance with an
iuppercut to the chin. The reeds vi
brated in a horrifying manner. and
was just getting ready to call the po-
lice and have them put stop to the
| cruelty, when, with a cry like lost
kitten on a cold wint,y night, the box
IN, match WAS declared a draw and