Owingsville outlook. [volume] (Owingsville, Ky.) 1879-192?, 1912-07-25

For an hour I had sat there IN my
rooms, limp and bewildered under the
tempest OF his wrath, The wild and
incoherent sputter over the phone
that jenkins reported upon my return
had sent me on a hunt for my friend.
I had found him sullenly dining alone
over at the club. and as soon as
entered he started to bolt from the
room. Only through the greatest
pleading had managed to coax him
back to my chambers. hoping ] might
screw out of him some explanation.
had received II, by Jove!
OF course. recognized It all as i'm
possible and crazy, you know. but
when I said SO 10 Biiiings his remarks
were so violent, and be turned such 4
dangerous apoplectie purple. dashed II
didn't renege.
But then the old man, you know!"
I protested weakly.
Billings leveled his big arm at me,
mounting wordlessly for a minute.
"That-thatn do. about that old
mani" be choked at last ~Not-not
another word about him." And final
ly he collapsed into his seat from
sheer exhaustion. Just sat there
painting and glarins at me like a Jolly
bulldog.
Gradually he became calmer.
Tell you what: the only thing that
let's you out, Dicky, is the way Van
Dyne and Blakesley did. in turn. when
got them there"
He spoke savagely. but frightened
a little.
"oh!" l said. Didn't they recog-
nize you, either?"
Billings snort made me jump.
Recognized" he beloved. They
went back, mad as hell"
by JoVel" / said soothingiy.
That's not ALL" continued Billings
Erimly. Il was so sure It was a put
up Job. some asinine, fool joke. wrote
a cautious note to the governor. After
a lot OF pleading. | got the fools to
send It. He came"
Billings paused dramatically.
"Oh. yes, he camel" he went on,
fixing me with an excited eye. And
when staggered forward and did the
prodigal son act on his neck. he hand
ed me a punch that jolted on his silk
tile. Went straight up In the air with
the whole bunch down there and con-
tracted to do things for them that will
keep them active for a year. Threat.
ened TO have me sent up for forgery
this is my own father now. mind
you-forgery of my own name! Huhi"
Billings strobe to the end OF the
room and back. Then he sat down
again, beating with his foot upon the
floor.
They were pretty nasty after that. /"
Billings went on gloomily; -and they
wouldn't send for any one else. Just
had 70 sit there In that internal bas-
tile with nothing on but pajamas and
a pair OF bedroom slippers. Every
once in a while somebody would come
and address me as Foxy and want
me to send for my clothes or else
send out and buy some. Finally. a big
brute came and threw me some dirty
rags and said I'd have TO put on those
or else buy some others.
And ! had just got into the toys
and stuffed the rubies and paJamas
out of sight in my pocket, when the
particular brigand who had charge Of
my coop came back. He almost threw
At when he saw me. Where's TWEEN
ty-seven? he wanted to know. And
then, before I could say a word. he
clustered up 70 me with: And say.
what business you got in here? Clear
out!' And you bet I didn't lose a sin
gle golden minute-I cleared. You
should have seen me beat II down
that corridor! The fellow followed me
a little. grumbling to himself: Then
he called to q cop who was just CON-
ing in: Say. o'Keefe, run that young
fat freak out Of here. will your It's
one OF that bunch Of visitors that
went through Just now. Fresh thing
shopping into the ceils!'
"And 80 the same cop that brought
me there-the very same-was the
one that showed me out OF the door,
warning me that I'd best not 60 polk,
ing into the prisoners cells again II
/ knew what was good for met"