The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1912-06-21

are awfully honest and pay their
debts.
But there 10 one other point Of dif'
ference still queerer: they wear ps'
jamas all day, while We wear them
only at night"
Here l yawned. Always hate that
heavy. historical, instructive stun. you
know. II you have to hear It. gives
you headache, unless you can slip on
to sleep FIRST.
So l reached the letter up to Jsn'
kins.
Just run over the rest q II your.
self, and see II he says anything about
his present." I said. settling comfort
ably. Clever idea Of mine. don't you
Think
And I Wal Just dropping my head
To have 4 snug little nAp-just a little
forty. you kuow-wheA, dash me. Il
didn't have another ideal Awfully
annoying. tims like tai.
Mind 10 20 devilish Alert, dash It!
Always doing things like that: can't
seem to get over It, yea know. And
this ripping idea that bcbbed up now
and got me all rousad- up was nothing
more or less than to unite the string
myself and See what the thing was.
Sect
II believe. sir" said jenkins, looh
ing up, the gentleman has sent your
h'm-has sent you"
by Jove, a suit of pajamas!" ! ex'
claimed. holding them up.
1t was neck and neck. but l beat
Jenkins to 1t. after all!
Gentleman says. SIR" continued
jenkins. studying the letter. that his
present Of a pair of pajamas may
seem surprising. but you won't know
how surprising until you have worn
them"
Jolly likely" | admitted. feeling
the silk. BY Jove. 1t was the finest,
yet thinnest stun l eve saw. soft a.
rose leaves and as nlmy light a. .
spiders web. Not bad, that, for .
comparison, eh3 Caught the ides
from a vase Of fullblOwn roses that
were beginning to shed their petals
there ON the table. And on n Of
the blossoms was . little brown
| spider. Catch the Idea? SuggesteA
spiders web. you know.
They're rather red. sir." Jenkins
commented obviously.
Red? Well, I should sayi Myi
How jolly red they were! We spread
them under the light. sAd the red
seemed to flow all over the table and
fall from the edge. Why. they were
as red as
tried to think Of something they
we're as red as, but SOMEHOW
couldn't fetch the idea. l thought Of
red ink and blood and fireworks. but
they didn't seem to be up to them at
all. And a big. velvety petal that
dropped from one of the crimson
roses Just seemed brown beside
them.
l was wondering whether the little
spider was curious about the jolly red
color there below him. And Just then
jenkins hand went out and swept at
the little thread. The spider dropped
and shot into a fold Of the pajamas.
Il say! Look out!" l exclaimed al
jenkins made another clutch. Don't
mash the beast on the silk; you'll ruin
it-the silk, l meant"
There 1t goes, sir!" said jenkins
eagerly. "Over by your hand"
mo; by Jove; he's gone into . lee
Of the pajamas! Here, shake him
out-gently now!"
jenkins lifted the garment gingurly
and lightly shook It. But nothing
came forth.
Why don't you look In the legsx
said, "and see II you can see 1T"
Jenkins peered down one Of Ia,
silken tubes and forthwith dropped II
with a yell. He jumped back. :,
Look out, sir" he cried excitedly;
don't touch EN-! There's a tarantul,
In there big as a sand crab, and it,
alive"
backed ~nervously from the csurr,
pied crimson pile on the floor.
Crimson?
OF course, l knew It was crimson,
II. must be the shadow Of the talk
there that made the things SO dark
black. in fact. But my mind was OF
the t~arantula; and I was thinking TINT
1t must have been wrapped with ths
pajamas. Yet l could not understand
how this could be, considering how
tightly the things had been rolled.
Anyhow, It was there; and Jenkin,
pointed excitedly.
Look, sir! You can see It movina
under the sikh"
BY love. so you could! And ths
thing seemed nearly as big as a rat
1t wal making for the end of the lee
l climbed upon a chair.
Get a club" exclaimed, land
smash the thing as n comes QUIT"
Jenkins rushed out and returned
with a brassie.
Careful now" warned from tn.
chair. Don't 90 and hit the dashet
lsthing before 1t gets out, and make
devil Of a on the siiki Thera n
is-it's out! No. no--not yeti Wait
until It gets its whole body cut, Thos,
now; he's drawing out his Inn No.
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