Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1912-06-14

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around like you had a pain" Then
he went right on:
"Say, did you ever see anything so
corking fine?" He looked up, holding
the ruby in the light. And to think
how little l dreamed of scooping any
thing like that when | came in here
tonight
BY Jove, this was little too much,
even for an easy-going chap like my
self! The jolly worm will turn, you
know.
Dash me, before knew what 1 was
doing even, | had moved to his side
and jerked the ruby from his hand.
My face felt like a hot.water bottle as
l did it.
You haven't got it yet" | said.
land I'll take devilish good care you
don't get it."
He fell back as though from blow.
| "Why-why, old chap! Why, Light
| nut!" he gasped Whats the mat
ter-what makes you look at me like
that?"
Your liberties have gone just bit
too far, don't you know" / said, look
ing steadily in his fishy old eye. I've
had enough OF you, by Jove, that's
ALL"
He stared at me, and l could hear
him breathing like blacksmith's bel
lows. / would never have thought he
had such lungs.
Slowly his hand came out, and dash
me If it wasn't shaking like he had
the delirium what's-its-name. But for
his tan, his face would have been as
white as his hypocritical old whiskers
rs this some Internal joker" His
face summoned sickly smile that al
most instantly faded. His hand fell
back to his side. why, old fellow,
you don't think that way about me. do
you? AS for the ruby, II don't want
it now-I just want you to accept my
apology for anything I've done. and
and let me get away"
There was a short laugh from the
doorway
Likely enough" said Officer
OKeefe, his big figure swinging for
ward. with long strides. Keep him
covered, Tim!"
He planted himself between us with
!, grin.
You're it again, Foxy! Jig's up.
VIII you go quietly?"
1t did me good to see how complete
ly the old scoundrel was taken back.
His wide distended bleary eyes shift.
ed from O'Keefe to me and back again
1t was perfect surprise.
motioned to Jenkins to close the
door of my friends bedroom, So far
he had evidently slept sereneIy
through all the trouble and, If pos
sible, l wanted to avoid arousing him
now. For fat man, Billings had the
! deuce of a temper when stirred up
over anything like an imposition upon
him, and 1t would only add to the con-
:. fusion for him to appear on the scene
and learn about his wallet and his
q treasured ruby that had rescued.
). Foxy Grandpa's face had been rap
q idly undergoing change From pal
n lor to pink 1t went; and then from
+ pink to red. Now it was becoming
), scarlet. He threw his head back and
Z faced me angrily.
i "Lightnut will you tell me what the
hell this means?" And his heavy voice
# thundered.
g Here! Here! That'll be enough
O. that" cried Officer O'Keefe sharp
q ly None of your grandstand play
q here. or it'll be the worse for you
And no tricks. Braxton, or"
= He clutched his stick menacingly.
"Braxton!" snorted the old fellow
- why, you born fool, my names not
n Braxton!"
# Not now," grinned O'Keefe. Say
what is your name now, Foxy?"
!, my name" roared Foxy Grandpa
;. and paused abruptly. He looked rath
= er blankly from one officer to the
;, other.
See here; do / understand I'm un
:, der arrest?" he inquired.
You certainly are talking, Foxy,
% chuckled O'Keefe.
~ "Then my names Doe-John Doe.
- and thought the fellows quick glance
- at me held an appeal. or what sort
| had no idea.
ID And what, may ask, is tn,
T. charger" he asked again, with wha
Is was apparently great effort at cs;ni
ness.
ID GRO BE coNTINUED)