The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1909-06-08
carious looking kerosene lamps seat

Ut ICES visible pals OF Upper thc
Blink's sat up--they had been reclin'
ing on the sawdust.littered foor-and
regarded the sandwich man curiously
when he swung in, his signs a-e1atter-
ing. Obviously the Blink had nailed
the price
"Somethin' doin' Dip" one Of them
asked him, with much cordially.
Fon answer Dipper the Blink threw
on his signsandwich, kicked the same
fun OF holes-to the intense astonish.
ment Of his pals and the bull-necked
giant who presided over the barrel
spigots-and airily cast his twenty
dollar gold certificate at his feet--be
Ing careful, however, to keep his right
foot elevated SO that he could step
on the bill in case of necessity.
"All hans!" said Dupper the Blink
huskily. I'm it. What. me woik wit
dat?" casting An affectionate look at
the piece OF currency reposing ON the
sawdust. Hey. Butch" condescend-
ingly addressing the low.browsd bar.
rel-house proprietor. who grinned
amiably, IL horrifically, behind the bar
rels. push EN- out fr de bunch, an
keep on a-pushin' 'em till flags youse.
Deere all on me, tsee?"
The castaways gathered around Dip.
per the Blink, knocked their filled pan.
nikins against his unsteady, and drank
to his eternal damnation with the best
spirit In the world, at the same time
patting him upon the back and telling
him that he would do that he be.
longed to de stake class, that he
knowed no t go de distance" and
that they always had him piped rr
one o de big winners Within some
thing less than 20 minutes the Blink
vas telling them the story of his life
with whistled variation: within an
hour he was radiantly, blissfully un.
conscious.
When he came to be was being
swiftly, but not gently, pushed up the
cellar stairs. A powerful knee was in
the small OF his back, and two brawny
hands were at his coat collar. The
Blink was stretched out in the middle
Of the cobbled street before he was
able to achieve any continuity OF
thought. Then it all came back to
him. He hastily searched his pockets
They We're all empty.
Touched" he unused mlserably, IAN
after de way | blowed de bunch
touched" He picked himself up and
started down the cellar stairs. Fear
full of flying bungstarters, he did not
go in, but paused at the threshold.
Hey, Butch" he said plaintively to
the proprietor, whom he could not see,
"w'ere's me cash? Gimme wots lef o.
me twenty an III"
"G'wan, ye mutt" came the harsh
tones OF the barrel-house boss, "Twen.
ny me eye Youse guzzled dat all up
wit de gang las night Nottin dom
Went away quick, now. or I'll come
out ders an bite off wan O. youse's
fine"
Hey, Butch" mournfully inquired
the Blink, after a pause, don't | git
a couple O. chasers t clear me lid out
o dat wad | blowed in?" He knew
that he had been robbed, but he didn't
dare complain.
cit nottin'!" sayagely replied the
barrel.house Boniface. "Yousel git
some dents in youses shins il youse
don't went away right sudden. Git de
price an yousell git de booze Mo
de price, nix de booze. OATS me- Drill
out, now"
Dipper the Blink sadly climbed the
cellar stairs. His head was bursting
His tongue ratified around in his mouth
like the clapper of bell, But he was
sorer mentally than he was physically.
Me wit twenty on'y yistiddy aft
noon he murmured, as he trudged
along, AN dem porch-climbers gifts 1t
all! An, after de way | blowed EN-!
An de skate wouldn't haa' me out
wan or two L fix me out. hey?"
1t was about seven O'Clock. and the
was fine and clear. The Blink
plodded along. with his hands In his
pockets and his shoulders hunched for.
ward, and wrath in his soul.
AS he passed cheap little barber
shop, a spry. middle.aged marketman
whom the Blink had often observed
presiding over his stand, emerged,
whistling The Blink stopped and
looked the marketman over. The mar.
ketman looked fresh and rosy Ii was
obvious that the marketman had had
his breakfast, and that he had also
had a good nights sleep Revolt and
swept the Blink all of a
sudden. The thought OF the way he
had been imposed upon in the matter
Of that twenty, the spry, cheerful ap
pearance of the marketman, and the
BARRIERS powder on the marketman's
round cheeks
Hang youse!" exclaimed Dipper the
Blink, suddenly shooting out his right
asst and catching the marketman with
A blow on the chin that felled him
ike a log-hang youse, youse is
always gittin' shaved"
Eight minutes later Dipper the Blink
vas lying at full length In the bottom
Df the hurry wagon. with two huge
ops sitting on his chest
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