Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1911-03-29

track betting proclivities. with key
Schwartz as our understudy. After
completing our plans we walked
around to the Grand Central station
and ! found a moment wherein to
make a date for tomorrow's meeting.
Nothing was said about the real
estate business, which Peaches
thought was keys line, on the way
home. but ! could see that although
Peaches now had her semaphore set
for clear track she still had few
cold doubts about friend key.
OF course l couldn't tell her our
plan for Uncle Peters salvation with
out giving the old gentleman dead
away, and. besides, the secret might
leak out and my busy relative would
break of few horse laughs at my
expense.
Uncle Peter blew into Ruraldene a
little earlier than usual that evening,
and with him was a stranger.
The old gentleman was in excel
lent spirits and introduced his friend
to us as Mr.. Barney Sullivan,
Hes a co-worker and deeply in
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cagey Peter whisper hoarsely &c Aunt
Martha and Clara j., but ] was wise
TO the visitor.
Barney was none other than little
Tad tout I'd often seen around the
tracks, but / couldn't imagine why
Uncle Peter had dragged him into
our home life.
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nothing strange In the fact that Uncle
Peter brought a co-worker in a good
cause home with him, but It was me
for the Sherlock Holmes thing, quick
II was all right enough for my es-
teemed relative to throw his money
to the sparrows but why ask one OF
the sparrows home to dinner?
Barney was short and wide, with a
graceful figure, like a turnip.
When he wasn't talking he was
laughing, and when Barney laughed
he opened his face on hinges at both
ears and kept 1t open for i've minutes
IL hts head were few feet thicker
he'd make a good tunnel
When Barney talked all you had to
do was turn on a green light to find
yourself in ireland. His brogue was
thick enough to make an Englishman
yell for a bobby.
And why wouldn't you live on
Fifth avenue in New York, Mr. Sui.
livan?" Uncle Peter WAS saying when
! joined them to smoke cigar. "lf,
as you say, you expect to be a very
rich man some day."
Eft avenoo is no place for tn
Irish" Barney replied "A frind Nv
mine tried II vance and bit his tongue
His name was Jawn O'Dowd, tn prize
fighter; perhaps you know Jawn?"
mo. don't think So" Uncle Peter
said, encou Tingly.
"Jawn MAJ so much money in the
fightin' business that he blew himself
for small palace on F1ft' avenoo,"
Barney went on 1T were a foine
place near tn Ashtorbilts and tn
Vandergoolds Jawn have a house
that's the divvle for shtyle, and he
have bunch of typewrittin' machines
fer to kape his voice In trainin' be
names Nv printin' a letter vance In a
while In The newspapers"
Uncle Peter smiled and Barney con
tinued.
''They's lace curtains In tn windys,
an In tn front hall thcv's a marble
bust iv woman be tn name iv Way.
nus, but 1t looks more like a gurrul
be tn name Nv Marguerite Roscom-
mon that wurruks In tn front row iv
burlesque throop. If tn throlley
card chop OF hen arms she'd be
ringer for that woman, Vaynus."
Uncle Peter looked around, some
what fearful the story might be long
on Venus and short on wardrobe, but
Barney went right ahead
in Jawn's parlor they's pitchers
be Pat Rembrandt, Mike Angelo an
Tim Clancy. Clancy's tn best, rip
risintin' tn eighth round Nv a go be-
chune O'Dowd an felly be tn name
Nv Muttonchops Mcclure We can see
Jawn hanin' Mcclure long. low push
in tn short ribs be means iv his foot
Tn riferee's face is turned tn other
way, an they's a bunch Nv green
money as big as tn fist iy We per.
troodin' from his pocket. McGuirk Is
his name. He's runnln saloon now
In Akron, Ohio. TIL pitcher is q mas
terpiece, an Clancy played tn races
of tn proceeds for six weeks before
tn tanbark ups an hits him belt In
tn neck
Uncle Peter nodded his approval.
'Jawn O'Down is Twin bechune a
Ashtorbilt an a Vandergoold," Bar
aay continued He have a thrunk fun
~ pitcher books an novels locked up
in tn cellar an he have a nickle.
plated growler an a man in livery 70
rush it at tn crook II his finger. Life
is complate. Wan day wan iv tn
Ashtorbilts stops be III front door
where Jawn ODowd is settin' on tn
marble steps. eatin a chicken sand
wich an enj'yin' tn air in his shirt
sleeves
Beg pardon, says Ashtorbilt. but
I'm on me way to tn Govt Links an
I've misplaced me niblick. WI! "
do me tn kindness to lend me tn
loan iv yer niblick fer tn afternoon.
says he
What t'helrs a uiblick?' say!
Jawn to himself, battin his eyes an
not DARN to show mis- ignorance fel
fear iv bein' oystercized socially by
tn Ashtoroilts. Set down on th
shtep. Willie, says he. an I'll &
look says he.