Fair play., 1910-10-01

and beautiful battle was precipitateo
thereby. The fight was all in favor OF
the excited fisherman until the arrival
Of the long-whiskered one who had
been distanced I'm the race. The third
man jumped into the battle with q
raucous shout. His hands we're as
hard as boulders and fluke blow
from one of these deprived tho fisher
man of his senses.
When Heating recovered conscious
ness he found himself neatly trussed
up, and two red and perspiring farm
ers standing by and cycling him with
little favor.
You darned city bug" growled the
younger. What kind o. rowdyfn' IL
that you are up to? Chasin' a poor
defenseless critter until she falls down
winded!"
You're crazy" snarled Heating.
Couldn't you see that she had my
hshhook stuck in her silly wool?"
Fine thing for you to be doin',"
added the other rustic. "Stickin' your
hook in other peoples sheep"
III other peoples sheep would quit
sticking their noses in my affairs they
would not be hooked"
But you did hook her." came from
the younger one.
Certainly | hooked her." snapped
Heating And now tell me what you
are going to do with me. Burn me at
the stalker"
An angry snort issued from the
whiskers OF the ancient. We're going
to hold you until Mrs. Griggs comes
home"
And who, If / may ask, is Mrs.
Griggs?"
She's the owner Of that poor perse-
cuted lambie-she's also the local rep
resentative of the S. p. G. A." an
swered the youthful granger. She'll
fix you for having been cruel to Con-
suella."
"Consuella!" cried Keating. "Do
you mean TO tell me that that old
sheep is named Consuella.'
"Uh, huh, an the more names you
call her the harder it'll go with you"
Keating. In the city, was Charles
Heating, Esq, managing an agency
for a well-known cash register con-
lows.
In his bonds before these country
men, fuming and fretting. and with
perspiration running down his fore
head, his dignity was conspicuously
absent.
The mind of the youth was on the
austere Miss Decker. his fiancee.
He mentally thanks fortune that
this little misadventure was q thing
of the country.
Pad, pad pad. pad
Heating, his back to the driveway
heard the approaching rig before 1t
had come to stop beside him.
What is this?" asked chilly voice
"a woman's voice.
This man was a chasin of Con-
suella," explained the farmer HE
had a fishhook in her wool, and his
pole and line hangin to II, and he
was runnin her TO beat Time. We
knew-Hiram and What store you
set by that sheep. Mrs. Griggs, an we
kept him, thinkin' as how you'd like
to sick the law on him."
A musical laugh rang out, and the
marrow in the bones of the prisoner
CONCEALED as he heard It. He knew
that laugh.
Turn him over" came In soft
contralto, You don't care If l look
upon the classic profile of your pris-
oner, do you, aunt?"
Hiram's foot prodded the youth face
about--and a beet-red face it wasl"
The girl in the carriage broke into
| q hysterical scream.
"Oh, aunt" she gasped when she
had recovered her breath. This is too
much. Your sheep chaser isis my
fiance."
Following the orders of Mrs. Grlggs
Keating was speedily liberated Ex-
| plantations followed. Mrs. Grlggs
laughed. Miss Marion Denton scream
ed again. Heating, whose sense OF
humor would not spread to cover the
situation, frowned ominously at the
two embarrassed ones who were re-
sponsible for his predicament With
awkward apologies the two made a
hasty departure
That is the first time ever saw
you give indications Of being real
flesh and blood" growled Heating.
! townbound, and with the girl by his
side.
Now that | find you something be.
sides a business automaton and crea-
ture of conditions, like the rest of us,
we may understand each other bet
| tor " laughed the Girl