The Progressive West Virginian. [volume] (Williamson, W. Va.) 1911-1913, 1912-10-31
CHAPTER XVII.
The pou-on Doc Again.

AS the tCOuuuELOE L61t tho moiioA ~
to their own devices, 1t rushed over
him anew what sacrilege had been at
tempted-a fool bride had asked him
to stop the Trans-American OF all
trains Ito 60 shopping OF all things!
He stormed into the smoking room
TO open the safety valve of his wrath.
and found the porter just coming out
of the buffet cell with tray, two hoi-
1ow-stemmed glasses and bottle
swaddled in a napkin.
Say, Ellsworth, what In - do
you suppose that female back there
wants?-wants me to hold the Trans
American while"
But the porter was in a furry him
self. He was about to serve cham
payne. and he cut the conductor short:
"'Scuse me, boss, but they's a low
In couple In the stateroom forward
that is in powerful hurry for this. |
can't talk to you now. I'll see you
later" And he staggered on. leav-
ing the door OF the buffet open. The
conductor paused to close 1t. glanced
in, started, stared. glared, roared:
whats this! Well. I'll be-a dog
smuggled in here! I'll break that
coon's head. Come out of there, you
miserable or'nary hound" He seized
the incredulous Snoozleums by the
scruff of his neck, growing. Its you
for the baggage car ahead, and
dashed out with his prey, just as NAL
aory, now getting new bearings on
Marjorie's character, spoke across
the rampant of his Napoleonically
folded arms:
We'll, you're nice one.-making
violent love to conductor before my
very eyes, A minute more and |
would have"
She silenced him with snap:
Don't you speak to me! hate you!
L hate all men. The more know
men the more like" this reminded
her, and she asked anxiously: Where
is Snoozleums?"
Mallory. impatient at the shift OF
subject, snapped back: "Oh. | left him
in the buffet with the waiter What |
want to know is how You dare to-"
WAS it a coiored waiter?'
.'Of course. But Pm not speaking
Of"
But suppose he should bite him."
..Oh, you can't hurt those niger
walters. | started to say"
But / can't have Snoozleums bit
ing colored people. 1t might not agree
with him. Get him at once"
Mallory trembIed with suppressed
rage like an overloaded boiler, but he
gave up and growled: "Oh. Lord. all
right. I'll get him when I've fin
ished-"
Go get him this minute. And bring
the poor darling back to his mother"
His mother! Ye gods!" cried Nal
lory. wildly. He turned away and
dashed into the mems room with a
furious: Where's that damned dogY
He met the porter just returning.
The porter smiled: Hes right in
heah, sir" and opened the buffet door
His eyes popped and his jaw sagged:
why. lef' him here just minute
ago."
"You left the window open. too"
mdllOfy OUS6tscu won, \ 6uSoS 10 .
gone"
The porter was panic-stricken: "On.
I'm turrible sorry. boss, wouldn't
have lost dat dog for fortune. II
you was ito hit me with axe
wouldn't mind"
To his utter befuddlement, Mallory
grinned and wfnked at him, and MUIR
INJURED: "Oh, that's all right Don't
worry" And actually laid half a dol
lar in his palm. Leaving the black
lids batting over the starting eyes,
Mallory pulled his smile into long
face and went back to Marjorie like
an undertaken: MY love. prepare
yourself for bad news"
Marjorie looked up. startled and ap-
prehensiye: "Snoozleums is Ill. He
did bite the darkey."
Worse than that-he-he--fell out
of the window"
When she snrieked. in heavens
name-whenY ~.
HE was there Just minute ago.
the waiter says"
Marjorie went into instant Mysteries.