Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1911-03-14

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who could get results on everybody except DayiA
only the juice or Whatever 1t was. didn't seem 70
be strong enough. 1t was very exasperatng.
Feeny was Stung. His professional pride was
hurt He had never before failed to make them
air chase their thumbs and here vas this young
dummy (which is what Mr.. Feeny called himj Who
not only didn't do these obligng acts. but kept
calling Hangrily for more. Feeny went to work In
earnest He brushed UP all the fine points Of his
game; he worked in q few extras, one or two fancy
twists. and grand combined series Of facial mas
sage, garng eyes, and soft music that never had
failed. He took to staying home nights, before thea
ter and after. and worked overtime on Davie. He
eager carcass; hour after hour he pumped away Il
his level best and hour after hour his pupil Just sat
ttsre with his nat chest and his chinless skull anu
his big, pleading, appealing rabbit eyes and soaked
It all IN without q whimper Feeny couldn't under
stand it He threw on full speed. He consulted his
brothers in the trade He bought books He grew
haggard and testy and morose. Sometimes DAVE
would have to beg him for half an hour before no
could get him to go ahead and tackle it again.
Hicks put It to Mr.. Joe Toole That's all there Is
goat Get that and you've rot em e DAVE. - t on
sloppy for him. He can work till Jericho and he
won't be able to make Davie wiggle toe Amt
got enough goat, see? Davies Just naturally 90
fabbergasted it'd take whole power house to shoot
the kinks into him! Feeny'll bust hisself wide open
Notice last nighs Split his vest up the backl Good
fierce Almost knocked the can Of beer over oncel
Igot an idea. Coin to investigate II everythings
trick Nothin to do but wait and see. Patience!
Patience! How's your liver this morpins1 That's
When the irresistible force meets tho immovabls
body 1t is easy enough to tell what will happen:
there will be some moments Of friction little blue
smoke and both will be consumed. But when ~
irresistible force meets the aching welcoming void;
when the irresistible force meets the vacuum that
Nature abhors-let us wait and see what happens.
Mr.. Feeny had been laborng over Dane Tor
three weeks and three days He had lost twenty.
pounds in weight and couldn't sleep nights. Dayie
but sleep Mr.. Feeny had fallen into . sort 81
stupor. He would sit Imply in his chair ana fol.
low low, Daye around with his eyes Just the way dor
soap to eat He couldn't take his eyes OF Davis
for minute
When Mr.. Chappy Hicks observed this remark
slapped himself heartily on the Lex tapped Iii
skull to show that something extraordinary was
that he wanted to talk to him In the hall What
passed betwee: them proved to be q long and ear.
nest conversation in which the usually jocoss Nj.
Hicks did great deal Of solemn arguing pointing
vigorously at the parlor In which Davies aunt Mrs
Lane. sat donating verbal meal tickets to the star.
At last the words Of Hicks seemed to carry con.
viction and with hearty slap on the back no left
the astounded Davie to his own thoughts. They
must have been serious ones. because Dav1e licked
his lips less than forty times. batted his eyes
no less than twenty, and ten times swallowed the
timid lump In his throat.
1t was on the fourth night Of the fourth week Of
the obsession. Human endurance could 20 no
further. The air In the Lane boarding house. usu.
ally SO thick and muggy and calm, was now strained
to lightning bearing degree. Even Mrs. Lane her.
self, who had gone placidy about all day telling
glttering objects the base canard that MI Feeny
WA q ha6 v3A0N Al ~
sort Of futile and putterinx about
in the kitchen distractedy. Mr.. Joe Toole, unable
mond and went to . moving-picture show. Mr.
Chappy Hicks danced up and down tho hall on his
LIKE on
to conceal his feverish unrest In the parlor sat Mr.
-Feeny and Davie-aone.
Mr.. Feeny was sunk in moody watchfulness In
the rocking chair. Davie was dumped pathetically
on the piano stool. For some minutes there was
silence between them. the silence Of despair upon
the one hand. the silence OF longing anticipation
upon the other.
Then remarkable thing happened. Dayie had
gaze fixed upon the piercing eyes Of Mr.. Feeny.
when all OF sudden that gentleman Jumped from
his chair nervously and yelled
Don't do that! Stop thatj Don't do that"
Don't do what7" asked DAVE. beaming upon
him softly.
don't look at me like that" breathed Mr.. Teeny.
hoarsely. clutchng at his collar II he chok-
why. Mr.. Feenyi" e1postuated DAVE. in .
But Mr.. Feeny acted like crazy man. He
gurgled in his throat his lower Jaw dropped, he
crouched into an amazing posture. and With his
eyes still staring into Davies. creeping like
tiger across the carpet. He seemed to be locking
at Davie. but he seemed to be pserng into vacancy
too. 1t was quit extraordinary
why, Mr. Feeny!" said Davie again.
Mr.. Feeny made difficult noise with his larynx.
Then he pointed his finger straight at the boy and
barked Il believe you've got me hypnotized!"
Almost before this astounding declaration was
out OF Mr.. Feenys mouth the door opened noise
lessly and the grotesque face Of Mr.. Chappy Hicks
could be seen. silently telegraphing something to-
Davie. Davie looked. hesitated. looked at Mr..