Mrs. Grundy. (Tracy City, Tenn.) 1903-1930, 1911-05-04

Well. will explain it. You fol-
lowed the car when II started for Ar
radale You waited here. found
wheelbarrow, and tried to wreck US,
1t is further evidence of your comic
equipment that you should use
wheelbarrow."
Poritol got to his feet, You are
mistaken dear Mr., Orme. Il"
orme smiled grimly Stop he
said. Don't explain. Nov | want
you to stay right here in this field for
half hour. Don't bulge, II catch
you outside, I'll take you to the near
est Jail"
Poritol drew himself up, AS an
attache am exempt" he said, with
pitiful attempt at dignity.
You are not exempt from the con.
sequences of crime like this. Now.
get on your knees"
Whimpering, Poritol kneeled.
"Stay In that position"
"oh. sir-oh, my very dear sir, +"
Stay therel" Numbered orme
Poritol was still, but his lips moved.
and his interlaced fingers worked con-
vulsively.
As Orme walked away, he stopped
now and then to look back, Poritol
did not move. and Orme long carried
the picture of that kneeling figure.
"Who was it," asked Bessie Wal
bingham. as he climbed hack over the
fence.
"A puppy with sharp teeth" he re-
piled. thinking of what the girl had
said I'VE might as well forget him"
She studied him in silence, then
pointed to the chauffeur, who was
down at the side of the car.
Anything damaged2" orme quer.
led.
Yes, sir"
"Much?"
1.-TWO hours work. sir"
"Pshaw!" Orme shut his teeth down
hard; Poritol had he known It, might
have felt thankful that he was not
near at hand He turned to Bessie
How much farther is it?"
The chauffeur answered About
three miles, sir"
Three miles over dark country roads
and 1t was nearly IL o'clock. HI
, glanced ahead. In the distance
light twinkled
Bessie" he said. come with me 4
' that farmhouse. We must go on, o.
II you prefer to wait here"
I'll go with you, of course"
They walked along the road to tn
farm gate. A cur yelped at their fee
:. as they approached the house. and a
q old man. coatless and slippered, opene
I the door, holding an oil lamp higl
/. above his head. Down. Rover! Wha
a do you want?" he shouted
We've got to have rig to take u
: to Winnetka,' said Orme. Our ca
> broke down"
Q The old man reflected Cant d.
}, It," he said. at last. "All shet up fe
t the night Can't leave the missu
alone"
t A head protruded from dark uppc
|, window Yes, you can, Simeon,
). growled woman's cultural voice.
"Wall--I don't know"
l. Yes, you can" She turned I,
orme. He'll take ye fer FIVE dollar
cash. Ye can pay me-
. Orme turned to Bessie. Have yo'
i any money!" he whispered.
4 Heavens! left my hand bag II
a nv locker at the clubhouse How stu
+ pid!"
Never mind" Orme saw that h
must lose the marked bill after all
Regretfully he took 1t from his pocket
The woman had disappeared from tn
window, and now she came to tn
door and stood behind her husband
Wrapped In an old blanket, she mad
gaunt figure, not unlike squaw. A
Orme walked up the two or tire
steps, she stretched her hand over he
husbands shoulder and snatched tn
bill, examining 1t closely by the lamI
light.
What's this writin' on it?" she de
manded, fiercely.
"Oh, that's just somebody's joke.
doesn't hurt anything"
We'll, don't know" She looked a
1t doubtfully, then crumpled 1t tigh
in her fist II guess it'll pass. G.
move on you, Simeon"
The old man departed, grumblinl
to the barn, and the woman drew bac
into the house, shutting the door car,
fully. Orme and Bessie heard tn
bolts click as she shot them home.
"Hospitable!" exclaimed Bessi
seating herself on the doorstep.
After wait that seemed Intern
nable, the old man came driving aroun
the house To ramshackle bugg
Re had hitched a decrepit horse. The
wedged in as best they could, the oil
man between them, and at shuffiin
amble the nag proceeded through tn
gate and turned eastward.
In the course of 20 minutes the
crossed railroad tracks and entere
the shady streets of the village, Bess
directing the old man whore to driv
Presently they came to the entranc
of what appeared to be an extensi,
estate. Back among the trees glir
mered the lights of house. "Tur