The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1912-12-28
OBJECT of SUSPICION
sy OLIVE wENeLER.

AB Chilly SAT- haddled On the top
step leading le hts house and felt the
missy rain against bis face be wish
ed he had not been SO everlastingly
reserved. He wished he had been
wont to mingle with bis fellow men,
especially since coming 10 the sub
ufbs a rev weeks previous 70 live
These reflections were aurging
through his soul because Chilly war
locked out. In addition to this fact
It was after IL o'clock, his wife was
away on a visit, and he didn't know
the people next door
lie couldn't 60 to a hotel, because
there wasn't hotel in the suburb,
He couldn't take 8 train back to town,
because the trains had stopped rum
ming by that time Il grew colder and
colder.
Chilly felt that he must do some
thing So, tumbling down his steps, he
strobe across the wet lawn to the
neighboring house, where he rang the
bell
Good evening" said Chilly to the
blue paiamas that finally opened the
door. I'm Mr.. Chilly, and 4 live next.
door I'm locked out Would you
mind lending me all the door keys you
haye2 Perhaps one Of them win fit
my door"
The blue paiamas laughed a cold,
sarcastic laugh. you have your
nerve he said Quite likely that I'm
going to help you break into a neigh
boris house on any such yarn as that
happen to know that the people next
door are away visitingl"
u saw the trunks gol" foated tri.
umphantly down the stairs in fem.
mine tones
Mrs Chilly went away, but I'm
at home" explained Chilly.
The blue pajamas laughed again.
Good night he said. But Chilly
thrust his foot into the crack Of the
door
Il don't blame you" he said but
I'm telling you the truth. Here are let
ters and cards"
HE may have murdered Mr. Chilly
and taken his papers to help along his
storyl" excltedly called the fem
mime voice. Don't you believe him,
Georgel1
Il can't hang around outdoors on
night like thisl' protested Chilly.
Come along with me and I'll prove
to you that | know the housed"
The blue pajamas wayered, then
slipped on an overcoat and tramped
across the lawn with Chilly. In the
porch behind them the owner Of the
feminine voice stood watehfully.
I've got the hatchet, George. If he
does anything to youlp she called
The third key the neighbor tried
turned in the lock of Gillillys front
door. but the blue pa1amas stopped
him What wood, he demanded. rs
in the dresser in the back bedroom on
your second floor
Chilly is the most unobservant Of
men. If ME- Chilly should paper the
whole inside Of the house with pur-
pie wall paper with yellow polka dots
Chilly would not be likely to notice it.
Il don't knowl" he said
"Therel" cried the blue pajamas,
sternly Il knew you were fakel"
Then. pocketing the key, he strobe
away Indignantly
wait a mlnute" Chilly begged. IT
YOU won't believe me and let me
into my own house, let me sleep in
your barn"
Don't do 1t, Georgel" cautioned the
voice from the front porch. He'll
smoke or something and set the gaso-
line on FIRE. They always do"
mo go, old chap" said the blue pa
jamas firmly. "All I've got to say to
you is to beat It quick before the pa.
troll wagon gets herel I'm not going
to permit Gillilly's house to be robbed,
even II he Is a stuck up dub"
Niiliii9 oiunh away anu paoocA tAo
night in a secluded corner Of the sub
urban railroad station, where only
three-quarters Of him got wet.
At noon the next day he walked into
the Office where ne knew he should
find the owner OF the blue paijamas
"TIow do you do?" he said Seaming-
" to that nonplused person. MY
names Chilly I'm the stuek-up
dub who lives next door to you
think owe you a lunch. Bes' les, I'd
like to impress my countenahse upon
your memory by way Of preparing for
future emergenciesi Chicago Daily
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