Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1912-05-17
CHAPTER IV--(ContJnued).

by jove, | mad my own opinion
about that! | knew he must haV'
een one before; but | Just went oi
questioning. to gain time. you know
and wondering all the while how
should ever be able to break the trutf
I'd the poor fellow.
Tell me again what he was like"
said. How did you know he was q
ChinAman?"
Why, by his long black pigtail
SIR, and his emery color. But | never
saw no Chinaman as ugly as this one
lhorrid TO look at, sir. His forehead
sloped away back, or maybe the front
part OF his head being all shaved
made II look that way. And the skin
about his eyes was painted white with
red sfreaks shooting around like rays
OF light
mo beard or mustache, suppose?"
suggested. feeling my W smooth
shaver face, jenkins reply was a
surprise:
Yes. sir; there were long black
kind Of rat tails that dropped down
from the sides Of his mouth. And
then his neck-ugh-all thick with
wooiIy hair"
oh, It was, eh?" | said drily. think
ing Of the long red stripe that my
collar concealed, II suppose you felt
this, Ell. when you jumped at his
throat"
Jenkins rubbed his chin with a puz-
xled air.
Why, that's uncommon queer, sir;
but now that you remind me, | do re-
member that his neck felt perfectly
kmooth-and It wasn't 80 big, either.
why, | should say 1t felt Just about
like yours would, sir"
] eyed him ruefully.
by Jove, l don't doubt It a min
ute!" | commented with some dis
gust.
We'll, 90 on with your yarn. You
we're telling. when | Interrupted, about
rushing into my bedroom"
Yes. sir" he resumed with anima.
ton. And when | didn't find you, |
was just frantic, for ] didn't know you
had gone out, sir-never thought OF
that; | went for the ugly monster
with the big pistol there in the cab
tnet-which, by the way, sir, the low
down villain stole when he locked me
up and III out"
] had an inspiration.
81 see" | broke in carelessly: land
then you demanded to know where
was-that It? Then you backed him
to that window, and he told you he
had chucked me into the street
whereupon you tried to blow of his
head and knocked the jolly daylights
out Of the lady with the fencing foil.
Jenkins, his mouth agape. viewed
me with distended eyes.
Il didn't tell you that, air." he fal
tered. How"
And when you dropped the weap
on" | went on, this chap collared It
tAbbed the beastly thing into you, Enc
told you to look at him, And by Jovt
you wouldn't"
Jenkins groaned slightly. Tn,
Apologize cough with which he strov,
to mantle the sound was dry ant
apiritless.
NO. sir; II seemed easier to die
sir" he muttered-"what with hin
grinning like a fend and his long
teeth a.sticking out over his lip
ugh" Then he added wonderingly
But what gets me is how you shoulc
know. sir"
| looked at him gravely.
jenkins | said gently. Il know
because It so happens | was here al
the time
His eyes bulged ~incredulously.
You. sir? You mean In this room!
l nodded slowly. II mean right IL
this room-l was a witness of tn,
whole thing
Jenkins just gulped. | motioued I,
chair.
You may sit down, jenkins. m,
poor fellow" ! said eompassionately
poured out some whisky and gav,
II To him.
You must brace yourself for ;
great shock, my poor jenkins" | sal,
soothingly. And then l thought | hat
best hurry on, for | could tell by tn,
way his eyes rolled and the blue colo
of his lips that probably | was JUS
in time TO head off another attack
And then | told him all.
And here" | concluded. ARE tn,
marks OF your fingers under my col
lar, and the pistol is on top OF tn,
bookcase
Jenkins just sat there, kind of hud
died up, you know, and his face q
white as the what.you.call-it snow
Didn't seem able to say a word. b!
Jcve, II was too much for me; m!
heart Just went out to him.
"It's all right, Jsnklns." l said kind