Dakota farmers' leader. (Canton, S.D.) 1890-19??, 1911-07-14

there! MOI"
YES" firmly replied the elderly
gentleman, with a serene smile. Il
insist upon it. l will tell you when
to stop"
The car shot out into the boule-
ward and loudly purred at danger
speed along the quiet, smooth roadway,
leaving the arc lamps behind it as if
they were one long continuous streak
of Wilderness. In it's crazy lace to the
city the huge machine rocked like q
Pullman and startled the world with
the fury of it's speed. Mounted police
men vainly cried out at it, pedestrians
stared after it with open mouths,
quiet jewellers in peaceful homes start
ed up at the sound of 1t, drivers of
horses swore at 1t, and other speed
ers on the way grunted as 1t passed
them, and muttered, THAT boy is 60
ing some. isn't he?"
Going he undoubtedly was, for with
in a very few minutes after Snaggles
had taken up his position at the curb
the glittering, Tuning car was stand
jig before him, and the temporary
chauffeur was addressing him In a
loud imperious voice.
Are you a hobo?"
Snaggles stared at the man as If he
and the car had fallen out Of the
sky.
"Eh?"
Are you a hobo, I say? Can't you
answer me?"
Eyes"
"Clean down and out? Clean bust
ed?"
yes. Don't 1 look it,"
Then get in there, quick"
The door Of the car meanwhile had
been opened, and Mr.. Huntley, with
head well out, was watching n lis
tening with the utmost attention.
Snaggles. in a perfect whirl of con-
fusion, was still staring at the gilt
tering outfit, the handsome and rich
ly CARRIED woman within it, and the
kindly faced gentleman at the door
What did it mean? he thought. Was
this a reformed method Of arrest they
had adopted here in Chicago since his
last s%ojourn in the place, and If not,
why did they want him to get into
that automobile with the lady in
there-him who had eve been in
vited to take a sea in anything more
gorgeous than a patrol wagon or a
black maria? Get into that thing?
What for?
"Get in there, will lou? If you
don't, I'll come down to you and
throw you in"
He made a swift calculation on the
enormous shoulders of the wheelman;
he looked at the threatening frown
on his face, and be daintily stepped
into the car.
"How do you do, Mr.. Hobo" said
the lady, taking his hand in her own
and warmly pressing it. B seated.
No. You must sit here, right here.
next to me-"
Snaggles had thoughts. The touch
of the velvety glove, the elusive. al
most imperceptible fragrance that
came from her, his proximity to the
costly furs that she wore, and the
sight and swish of her skirts beside
him, as she drew them aside to make
room for him on the soft and puffy
upholstery, produced a peculiar thrill
in the region of his solar p~lexus. And
luSSc l. SSSlOIo "SlC lioAS
complex and problematical by the SEN
sations that swept through him from
the motion of the machine, which had
turned it's head and was racing away
to the south under the skillful touches
Of it's master.
Snaggles was not a psychologist,
but he had his own special formulate,
mostly in the lingo of he road, for
the connotation of the various atti-
tudes and amplitudes of his mind, and
his formula for this occasion was
Enthusiastically simple and brief.
"Gee!" said Snaggles, as he looked
and opened wide his own eyes in the
overflow of his feelings when she
smiled at him like a goddess that
had been made into flesh.
The lady expressed a wish to know
his name. His name? Well, his name
was Snaggles. S%naggles? What a
quaint name to be sure! Vas it his
patronym? Well, no. 1t wasn't TX
actly that. 1t was his teeth. His
right name was Delaney. Quincy De-
courcey Delaney. Charming! And
how had he happened to change it?
But the auto car had already drawn
up before the ashlar palace in the
boulevard, and Snaggles was escorted
through a richly furnished reception
room and hall into a large and bril-
liant apartment, where a cluster Of
eight or ten persons were waiting in a
state Of obvious anticipation. AS he
entered the room he was announced
by the goddess to the other %goddesses
and gods in this mysterious heaven Of
an Olympus, and vas cordially re-
ceived by them all.
The men came forward and grasped
his hands, and the women embarrass-
ed him with their attentions. He was
led to chair that worried him con-
siderably, so comfortable and easy
was it's architecture, and as he re-
clied in it's soft embraces he had time
to AXE stock of the general character
of his strange and in~scrutable hosts.
Men and women they were in all
stages of life, from smooth and rosy
youth t. wrinkled and f1abby age.
Some were handsome and healthy.
some were ugly and i'll, but all OF
them by their n and appearance
were Enthusiastically of that class of
persons that know what it means to
he rich There were two things. how