Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1910-03-11

SHUT lie door. ANA NutH TIE ucChS
was clear JouaI.h aAd ne tackled
Potter j.
Peter" says J.uadah. we've got 4
surprise f. yau one Of your rcla-
tious has c.u"."
IT NJ. h. I'll hook surprised. but he
d.,u't at rs he WAS ANY too joyful.
"Nr.atipn If miue!' says he. Come
oT. What's his name
We told him Moutague-Booth Mon
ta-r". He laughed.
Wake up and turn over lie says.
They never BAD anything like that in
my family. Booth Montague. Sure
'tWaAt Al-cruou Coughdrops:"
The ,AecherLoard feller was stand
IL Up when we opened the door.
"Hc,i,. rc-"y,- says he. cool as a Gu
..uu'rr and sticking Oh; foot and a
half OF wrist with 81 hand at the end
Of II,
NrVr. II fakes considerable to upset
Fever Inc,d"sius Brown. Up to that
TINE "rf N.ur III have bet on him
a@aiue; auyr .u= short of an earth
quake iut H,oth Montague done it
knocked h.m plumb out of water.
Peter actually turned white.
GREAT he began and then stop
ped and swallered. Hank" he says.
and set down in 4 chair.
THE same" says Montague. "Petey.
i does me good to set my eyes on
you. especially now, when you're the
real thing"
Brown never answered for minute.
Then he canted over to port and
reached down into his pocket. WE'LL
says he, how much?"
But Hank. or Booth. or Montague
whatever his name was-he waved his
ripper disdainful. "Nun-nun-nun-no,"
petey. my son." he says, smiling. 1T
ain't how much this time. I've come
to live with you. Petey. and you pay
the freight"
Peter jumped out of the chair. Live
with mer he says You Friday even
ing amateur night! It's back to Ten
Nights In Barroom' for yoursw he
says.
'Oh, no, 1t ain'tr says Hank, cheer
full. It'll be back to Pepper Dillaway
and Belle. When l tell 'em I'm your
little cousin Henry and how you and
me worked the territories together
why, well. l guess therell be gladness
round the dear home nest. Hey"
Peter didn't say nothing Then he
fetched a long breath and motioned
with his head to Cap'n Jonadab and
me. We see we weren't invited to the
family reunion, SO we went out and
shut the door.
1t was most an hour afore Brown
come out Of that room. When he did
he took Jonadab and me by the arm
and led us out back Of the barn.
'Fellers," he says. sad and mourn
full. ''that-that plaster cast in a crazy
quilt" he says, referring to Montague.
sis my cousin all right. and his
names Hank Schmults. but the sooner
you box that fact up in your forgetory
the smoother twill be for yours drear-
lily, Peter 7. Brown. He's to be Mr..
Booth Montague, the celebrated Eng
fish poet. so longs he hangs out at the
Old Home. and he's to hang out here
until-well. until l can dope out way
to get rid Of him."
"What makes you call him a poet q
Jonadab says.
Peter answered pretty snappy:
"Cause there's only two or three jobs
that a long haired image like him
could hold down." he says. I'D call
him musician II he could play BE.
della on jewsharp. But he can't
SOS he's got to be II poet"
And a poet he was for the next week
or so. Peter drove down to Wellmoutl
that night and bought some respecta
BILE black clothes. and the follering
morning when the celebrated Booth
Montague come sailing into the dining
room. with his curls brushed bach
from his forehead and his new cut
jaway on and his wrists covered VI
with clean cuffs, blessed IL he dldn',
look distinguished-at least that's thu
only word can thin, Of that fills tho
bill. And lie talked beautiful Ian
guage. not like the slang he hove a
Brown and us in the gents parlOr.
Peter done the honors. introducing
him to US and the Stumptons as Q
friend who'd come from England un
1expected, and Hank he bowed ani
scraped and looked absentminded ani
:razy-like a poet ought to. Oh. ht
done wen at it!
l And twas pie for Maudina too. Be
ing. as 1 said, kind Of green concern
ing men folks and likewise taking t.
ipoetry like cat to fish, she just fair
| ly gushed over this fraud. She'd rec
of a couple Of fathom of verses from
! fellers named Spencer or Waller Of
such like. and he'd never turn hair
but back he'd come and say they wa!
| good. but he preferred Confucius o.
Methuselah or somebody so antiqu,
that she nor nobody else ever heard Of
'en. Oh. he run a safe course. and HI
hal her in tow afore they turned thu
first mark.
JOnadab and me- got worried. W,
see how things WAS going. and WI
|
by the summer houS., unexpected, ant
there saI EoUtli Mo. tague and Mau
dina. him with Il Glove mitch round he
waist and she hooking mp into his eye,
like they were peek holes in the feEc,
round paradise. That was enough.
just simply couldn't 80 any further. ~
that night me and Jonadab had a CON
fab up In my room.
"Barzi1la." says the cap'n. Its up t.
you and me. We've got t. fgger on
some way I" get rid of the critter."
We set o. and planned until prett.
nigh ) O'Clock. and all the next da.
we put in our spare time loading pro
visions and water aboard the l'at:enc
NJ. We put grub enough aboard +
last month.
JUST at daylight the morning afte
that we knocked ut the door Of Mon
tague's bedroom and told him that W,
was planning an early morning fishin:
trip and II he wanted to go with til,
folks he m,lSf como down IN tho land