The Celina Democrat. (Celina, O. [Ohio]) 1895-1921, 1911-12-22
Fuzzy Entered the MIlIIonaire's Gate
aAd Zlszagsed Toward the Softly
Glowing Evidence Of the Mansion.

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Glowing Evidence Of the Mansion.
less and the deficiencies of the day
might not be supplied by the morrow.
"a cool hundred" said Fuzzy
thoughtfully and mushily.
Boys" said he, you are true
friends. I'll go up and claim the re-
ward The show business is not what
it used to be-"
Night was falling more surely. The
three tagged at his sides to the foot
of the rise on which stood the Mil
lionaires house. There Fuzzy turned
upon them acrimoniously.
'You are a pack of putty-faced
beagle-hounds," he roared. go away"
They went away-a little way.
In Pigeon McCarthy's pocket was
section of two-inch gas-pipe eight
inches long. In one end of it and in
the middle of it was a lead plug. One
half of it was packed tight with solder.
Black Riley carried a slung-shot, being
a conventional thug. "One-ear" Mike
relied upon a pair Of brass knucks-
an heirloom in the family.
"Why fetch and carry" said Black
Riley, when some one will do it for
ye? Let him bring it out to US. Hey
what"
1--WE can chuck him in the river"
said pigeon" Mccarthy, with a
stone tied to his feet"
"Youse guys make me tired" said
"One-ear" Mike sadly. "Ain't prog
ress ever appealed to none of yez?
Sprinkle a little gasoline on i'm, and
drop i'm on the Drive-well?"
Fuzzy entered the Millionaire's
gate and zigzagged toward the softly
glowing entrance of the mansion. The
three gobIins came up to the gate and
lingered-one on each side Of It, one
beyond the roadway. They fingered
their cold metal and leather, conf
dent.
Fuzzy rang the door-bell, smiling
foolishly and dreamily An ataVistic
instinct prompted him to reach for the
button Of his right glove. But he
wore no gloves; so his left hand drop
ped, embarrassed.
The particular menial whose duty
it was to open doors to silks and laces
SHE'D at first sight of Fuzzy. But
second glance took in his passport,
his card of admission, his surety of
welcome-the lost rag-doll of the
daughter OF the house dangling under
his arm.
Fuzzy was admitted into great
hall, dim with the glow from unseen
lights. The hireling went away and
with a maid and the Child.
The doll was restored to the mourn
ing one. She clasped her lost darling
to her breast; and then, with the in
ordinate selfishness and candor Of
stamped her foot and
whined hatred and fear of the odious
being who had rescued her from the
depths Of sorrow and despair, Fuzzy
wriggled himself into an ingratiatory
and essayed the idiotic smile
and bla1.tering small talk that is sup
posed TO charm the budding intellect
Of the young. The Child bawled, and
was dragged away, hugging her Betsy
close.
There came the Secretary, pale, |
poised, polished, gliding in pumps, |
and worshipping pomp and ceremony.
He counted out into Fuzzy's hand ten
.en-dollar bills; them dropped his eye
Ipon the door, transferred it to James,
is custodian, indicated the obnoxious
sarner of the reward with the other,
and allowed his pumps to watt him
lway to secl'etarial regions.
When the money touched Fuzzy's |
lingy palm his first instinct was to
AXE to his heels but a second
hought restrained him from that
,lunder Of etiquette. 1t was his; it |
lad been given him. It--and, oh,
what an elysium 1t opened to the gaze
# hi" minds eye! He had tumbled to
he foot of the ladder; he was hun
-ry, homeless, friendless, ragged, cold,
and he held in his hand the
,ey to a paradise Of the mud-honey
hat he craved. The fairy doll had
raved a wand with her rag-stuffed
and; and now wherever he might go
he enchanted palaces with shining
ootrests and magic red fluids in
leaning glassware would be open to
i'm.
He followed James to the door.
He paused there as the aunky drew
pen the great mahogany portal for
i'm to pass irlto the vestibule.
Beyond the wrought-iron gates in
he dark highway Blaok Riley and his
wo pals casually strolled, lingering 4
inder t'neir coats tile inevitably fatal
,aannna. Tint nlnra TO make the re.