The Spokane press. [volume] (Spokane, Wash.) 1902-1939, 1910-04-10

the storm center of Mr. Waddy's
pneumatic slumbering. AS between
annoying you, and becoming daft,
one may find difficulty in choosing,
Dennis; but self, self, Dennis! !
, fear we are all selfish!"
From his evident irritation at the
mention of his pneumatic slumber.
ing" Carson guessed that the snort
er of Dennis companions was Mr..
Waddy. He was blocky and strong
in build, and bearded with gray
eXcrescences that grew forward
and upward from all points, as If
eyebrows, whiskers and mustache
had been trained through a knot
hole for a long time, and then sud.
denly cropped off and left stand
ing. He was putting audibly. This
labored breathing coupled with his
appearance of having dressed hur-
riedly, gave him the general effect
of one who has leaped suddenly
from bed and chased something at
high speed. He had on a top coat
over a dishabille of shirt and trous-
eTs; on one foot was artic over
shoe; the other was shod in a
Wellington boot. He leaned toward
Craighead with sort of perplexed
fierceness.
"Mr. Craighead." said he, as if
carefully choosing terms Of scath-
! ing rebuke. 1--WE seen all kinds,
and you do-beat-the-Dutch!"
THANK you," said Mr.. Craighead
bowling. "The Dutch, Mr. Waddy,
are race not easily beaten, and
l am modest, as you know. Yet in
my specialties, l may be able to
but, pardon me, Dennis, have you
not met my friend, Mr.. Carson,
from Alabama? A new arrival
Oblivious of his trip thither. A
periodical, l believe. Mr.. Carson,
Mr.. Dennis O'Grady; Mr.. O'Grady,
Mr.. Carson. Mr.. O'Grady is the
official dispenser of dope" ~.
Tonic, Mr.. Craighead, if l may
correct you, sir!" said Mr.. O'Grady
his accent as correctly British as
his name was Hibernian.
"Of course, Dennis" protested
Craighead, 81 meant tonic. Please
do me the justice to believe, Mr..
O'Grady, that meant tonic! And
is this Mr.. Carson's jag boss?
hope his slumbers are less sonor-
Gus than Mr.. Waddy's, Mr.. Carson.
L"
Attendant" suggested Mr..
O'Grady softly. "Mr Evans is the
attendant of Mr.. Wylie. No doubt
an error on Craighead's part, Mr..
Wylie, but we understand perfectly
that you are the Mr.. Wylie who ar
rived, very i'll, last night, sir, and
who departed before we could give
him the examination and the form
al admission. Mr.. Evans will at
tend upon you, Mr.. Wylie; and we
hope, sir, to have you feeling much
better in a few days, sir"
You are greatly mistaken" ex-
claimed Theodore. Il don't be-
long here at all"
quite right, sir!" responded
Mr.. O'Grady heartily. quite right!
l am glad that you are already
able to see, sir, that you belong
with Mr.. Evans in room "a, sir,
where we Will HOW cOnuuCC you.
Mr.. Craighead, fear, sir, that this
failure to remain within bounds
will force DR.. Witherspoon to-"
Mr.. OGrady ended this speech
with dismal shake of the head.
But l am not Mr.. Wylie," in
terposed Carson fervently. Il don't
know what people are sentenced to
this place for, but l am not guilty.
have done nothing. l am from
Alabama; my name Is Therodore
Carson; l am an engineer-an in
ventor; I"
Pardon me-" softly suggested
Mr.. O'Grady; but l find you here,
Mr.. Wylie. where none but inmates
can come"
II dropped in" began Carson.
For a social call" supplied Craig
head. Entirely plausible, Mr..
O'Grady, and shows how essentially
man Is social being"
O'Grady's face softened in no
line or curve. He was one of those
efficient persons to whom business
is no joke. neither the proper sub
ject for one.