The Spokane press. [volume] (Spokane, Wash.) 1902-1939, 1910-04-03

TOOL OI WHICH he udU UdTcly IulSScQi
looming against the night sky,
black, solid, dark like the FOOLS
heart" and to his eyes, immitigably
sinister. Nj
A high wall running back frbtn
each end of this structure, seemed
to him to bound the garden-kkT
garden he guessed it to be. BaaA
in some crepuscular jungle Ne
heard the throaty below of a great
dog and thanked heaven that be
had left no trail. He found his
parachute almost uninjured, whip
ped 1t about with the lashings, and
slung it on his back. The dogs
felonious bark seemed angrier now,
and, he fancied nearer. Feeling
for his pistol and finding 1t lost,
he limped--for he now discovered
that one knee was hurt-across
the lawn to the place farthest from
the dog.
Following the wall, he found 1t
integral with that of the house.
For 244 or 800 feet back, it was
blank and high and insurmountable.
The dog was still now, and, though
Theodore's legs prickled with the
fear of fangs at each rustic in the
shrubbery, he reconnoitered the
rear wall to a brick barn into
which the house was built. Every
thing was depressingly secure and
substantial and workmanlike. Like
the walls that surround the ter
restrial paradise, these structures
were as the native rock of the rock
of the eternal hills.
In the other corner was the dog;
and he shrank from exploration in
that direction. So, through beds
of dry phlox, iris and tiger lilies,
he returned to the long house, and
stole across to the fourth side,
where he found door through the
wall, tight shut and impregnable.
Back by this last long wall he felt
his way, still baffled. A sense of
durance and Incarceration began to
overpower him, in the desperation
of which he ventured back, even to
the barn again, thus having COM
pletely circumnavigated both the
garden and the Cerberus guarding
it. He felt as he passed the ken
mel much as Ulysses must have
done with the blinded and furious
POlyphemus feeling about the cave
for him; but on he stole, only to
make sure that there was no way
out. The very sterness of the arch
itecture pointed to this conclusion
as a moral and mural certainty.
Only one course remand: to knock
at the Dark Tower at the rear and
asked to be let out; and from this
he shrank. He knew nothing of the
place, it's people, or it's laws. Still,
it was America, and well along
toward the middle of the twentieth
century; and his punishment would
be endurable, he hoped, praying
fervently that the laws whatever
state it might be, would not make
BURGLARY of his offense, which was
entering" to be sure, but not by
"breaking"-unless one counted the
birch limbs and the bridal wreath
and which quite lacked malice
aforethought. Calling up his scat
tered courage by the drumming in
his ears, he went with some steadi-
ness up to the long veranda, and
was about to violate it's columned
shades, when shrill whistle sound.
ing from the top of the porch In.
stantly commanded his attention.
1t was of those sharp, kissing
boys whistles, made with the curry
ed forefinger stuck into one corner
of the mouth and out at the other
an enviable and fiendish trick.
1t shrilled above the blast like the
signal to go swimming. Theodore
backed into the open, and saw a
man on the roof, just in the act of
swinging himself down over the
cave, ", M
Get under here. old sport" said
the voice, land give liberty low
ing classmate a leg down."
Theodore received on his should
er rather small shoe, reached
up and steadied somewhat bony
leg, and was about to let his bur-
den down, when the liberty loving
one collapsed in all his members,
and came down by the run, in all
ways, and, as it seemed, on all
sides at once of his helper.
Carson started forward to raise
the demoralized fugitive to his feet
but he was already up and in the
darkness and seemed to be bow
ing and kissing his hand to an i'm
aginary audience, like tumbTer
acknowledging applause.
my celebrated Avernus act"
said he. Special gravitation ex-
pert to the crowned heads. But
hist! Let me greet thee. An We
be noble, salute my cheek; an We
be slob. receive my contemptuous
thanks .-Hey, old sport?"
Il hope you aren't hurt" said Car
son.
NAY, that's past hoping" ans
wered the other. 81 am busted in
all ways. Compound communicated
and stellated fractures are now de-
sirable, in view of my worser scath.
| am sore spent, and / fear l have
torn my panties. But have escap-
ed-"(here he spoke piercingly into
Carson's ear)-'a doom that in
another moment would have topped
the agouies of deepest hell raised to
the Nth power! But | am selfish!
| talk only of myself-and things.
Let us fuse our souls, reveal the
secrets of our beings. I wot we
are kindred spirits, rectified. one
proof, aged to the wood and bot
tied In bond-bottled tight! Wot-
test thou not so. watt"
Unable OF account for his ATTN.
ity's uncommon mode of address,
and quite as unable to escape, Car
son stood mute. alone with ans,
sible lunatic and very probaBfe
dog, in walled garden into which
he had dropped from the night, sky,
In an Alabama suit of clothes, In
a climate which in all Likelihood