El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1911-10-19
The HeralGs
Daily Short Story

shouldn't let papers fly about the road.
'OW was e to know it was $50 There
see i'm lickin is lips. An that looks
like a bit of it stickin' to is beard.
Mr. Frensham had drawn near. She
gave q stiGed cry.
Eaten ito Herbert. the money for
my new frOcki'
Il tried TO sit it away from i'm.
mum, an then, all Of a sudden, it-it
disappeared like"
Mr.. Frensham glared-
And what 90 you propose that I
should do In the natter he demanded
say goodbye to it," suggested the
shabby man pleasantly. Wish IL what
folks call a fond farewell"
He began to stroll away. Urged on
by his wife, Mr.. Frensham pursued him
closely
Don't git fouerin' me about I can't
'elp Bits appetite.
Continuing. he started to whistle
bIithely. Now his pace was too fast
for Mr.. Frensham who, gradually out
distanced. ragged and muttered in the
rear Finally he halted, and his wife
overlook him.
Herbert surely a policeman might
.0h, that's just like a woman, What
policeman Where's policeman How
to goodness -
II think saw one coming along be-
off. though"
Then why on earth didn't you say
so at firsti'
He hurried back, and gesuculated
wildly to the uniformed figure. The The
policeman approached maJes1cally,
and Mr.. Frensham spluttered out his
Ny wife's watching him. Come
along"
shabby man had not long passed be
yOnd the bend in the road; soon, In
fact. he came into view once more
you say is goat swallered your $50
That's right. That's quite right.'
Here, you! What have you got to
say?'
Mr. Cory preserved a lofty silence. %,
The man confessed his goat ate IT.
Mr.. Cory frowned. NO, I never"
us that theft, officer Can / give
into custody
The goat, sir?"
The m-man.
The policeman eyed both in puzzled
fashion. Mr.. Cory sat on the bank
Seems to me. sir. any'ow. e owes
YOU five pounds-if you can prove
Prove itr Mr.. Frensham wrinkled
his brows. "'Why, yes, of course
Where's the nearest veterinary sur
geon2'
There's one IN BreScOLL 6Odus SIT
what's the game?' Mr.. Cory quer-
led.
"You catch your goat and come along
with u.s. the policeman commanded
'Ketch i'm yerself!
Mr.. and Mrs. Frensham were talking
THE animal would feel nothing
chIoroform-" reached Mr.. Cory s
ear. He gasped.
What's the game?" he demanded
once more. Ere, you can't ave Billy
cut open. Can they officer
The constable hesitated- TO recover
the fiver'-
cut i'm up2" Mr.. Cory screamed. "A
crooI scandal that what it is. Why
should the pore, innocent goat suffer-
e never swallered nothink. Besides, If
e did 'ow was e TO know e was dom
wrong2 An zoos to pay me Tor I'm !.
Els worth so pounds TO me. Billy S
my only pal, e is"
IF I'm mistaken I'm my suspicious"
stated Mr.. Fresham stiffly, Il viii pay
'Pologise, too, I 'ope. Yes; public
'pology"
consta bic seemed uneasy.
sir"
"Weu, well. there are other methods.
I dare say. I'm not going to lose $50
not that kind of person. Is this the
His wife drew back. The other
three entered A quarter of an hour
went slowly by. Suddenly Mr.. Cory
reappeared, his face wreathed in
smiles. He carried the goat. Behind
him Mr. Frensham glOWered-
NOW, then, sir, move along" the
constable requested sharply. I've got
to get back to my duty"
ART a minute" Mr.. Cory begged
Jest watch an see e pays me that
dollar e promised. Pore old Billy Did
they make we beastIy sick? You'd
never touch anybOdy's fi-pound note,
would yo2"
"Oh. Herbert, Mrs. Frensham Ia
mented- "a dollar wasted! I warned
YOU"
He threw coin across. Mr.. Cory
picked il up with irritating satisfac-
ton
You might just as well have handed
it properly to the man, Herbert AS a
matter of fact if you'd passed me that
bsnl1nOte politely in the first place, it
would never have blown away. It's
the fault Of your abOminable temper
all because 7 want a cheap little dress.
Under the circumstances, if you can't
find IL, it's clearly your duty to give
me another $50. particularly as I've