The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1910-03-14


imorphology illustrates the over.
ruling design in nature. The per-
son who fails to CLEAN wisdom
from the crawfish has never test
ed his intelligence with a bare toe.
nor studied his morphology! Pass
ing wonderful"
"Mr. Craigheadi"
Mrs. Graybill had dropped her
work and looked at Craighead
sternly.
Don't pose!" said she. Don't
think that I want a beautiful les
son in everything, if I have been
a minister's wife. Tell me of Mr..
De Land, and-and Sadie Brown,
and Mr.. Kostomolasky and the
chop suey, and--and that life. Tell
me. Mr.. Craighead!"
1t was a very, very marine b.
hernia of which Mrs. Graybill
heard, l fear. Whether Mr.. Craig
heads statutes were the equal of
De Lands when the former took
up chemistry may be doubted; but
Mr.. Graybill got the impression
that they were. The point here is
that there was no danger of Craig
heads running off while she lis
tened with such breathless inter-
est to his adventures. He explain
ed his natural transition from the
study of artistic anatomy to sur
gerry, and then through medical
Jurisprudence to law; and over all
gloomed the shadow of his won
derful, his poetic, his epic dissipa-
tions. Mrs. Graybill was shocked,
but she asked for all the horrible
tale. that he might so relive it that
nothing would ever, ever induce
him to drink again.
only one thing would ever do
that" said he, "or maybe two.
The pangs of despised love"
Which you have never expert
enced?" she asked.
Never" said he, "as ! am now
likely to-"
And the other shock that
might overturn your self-control?"
1.-THE failure of Carson" replied
Craighead. THAT would put me
down and out--down and out!"
The jailer and the Jailed walked
together, motored, and played ten
mis-, in growing familiarity and
lfriendliness. The captive APP
preached the edge of love-making,
looked hungry and yearnful, Sc
lcreted gloves and handkerchiefs,
| and interfered seriously with
lCaroline's household duties; all
borne by her with an equanimity
that spoke volumes for her loyalty
to the commands under which she
had taken this strange gentleman
into custody. She was very duti-
full daughter.
But the relations of Craighead
to Mr.. Waddy became more and
more strained. Theodore Carson
Hong overdue, had not appeared.
No great bird came into view by
day; no mechanical dragon-fly
settled in the yard by night. Mr.
|Waddy was irascible. The Nitrates
Company had already spread its
nets over many states, through
confidential relations of it's agents
with the National Federation of
Farmers, spinning aerial monopo-
ly as a spider spins IT'S web; but
the more promising this grew, the
more CALLED and embittered grew
Mr.. Waddy at Theodore's delin-
quency; for the aeronef, after all,
was the thing which had appealed
to his imagination and enlisted
his desires.
"Oh, never fear" Mr.. Craighead
protested. He'll be here in time.
Delays, delays, Mr.. Waddy. Think
of the spark plugs, the differen-
tials, and mufflers and things.
Why, just imagine"
"Huh!" snorted Mr.. Waddy. 81
don't believe you know thing
about it"
Sir" said Craighead, this
amounts to an imputation upon
my pledge that the aeronef is a
perfected and certain success an
Iimputation unworthy of you, sir,
until | have had a chance to put
the thing to proof, or you have
shown its immateriality. This is
unjust, sir!"
"All right" said the old gentle
man. "We'll go an find the