Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-08-11

the highest branches hiding their
The only way to get them down is
"Bung out and take in these suitcases! shouted
Tommy rather rritaby He did not relish these rbald
surs the prrnes Santa Cara's proudest product.
THEY sat down to dinner, meal whose simplicity
somewhat relieved by the excellence of Bungs
chicken. 'Tis true that Tommy passed by his helping,
announcing that another mouhul of fried chicken would
start the feathers sproung along his spine. 10 the
Others however the meal great appetite
be any criterion The discussion animated, and
Bung perfectly at his ease loed against the sdeboard
enjoying the entertainment. In fact much at ease
he that he quite shamelessly gnawed chicken
bone he had brought from the kitchen. Tommy from
where he sat- noticed this breach of buersm and made
several mysterious signals, to which Bung paid abso-
lutey no attention. Finally, there being no subter
course open and Bung's misconduct becoming obvious
to the assembled company, Tommy leaned toward him
and hinted
enjoying that chicken, Bung?"
"Pletty good, Mist Tommy replied Bug tran
GULLY. "But l no think he so good like ones we had
las spling'
dOh, he's no butler: he's just Bung' answered
Tommy.
"Haw! What ridiculous name-Bung! Haw-haw!"
chorted Hathaway.
"You thinkee him funny?7 inquired Bung, wiping his
hands no on his apron l; pa ;ndssdsxtrene,,, dro,
gurged Hathaway.
Huh! Whas you name:' asked Bung with deadly
seriousness.
Hathaway my good fellow
Hobo! Mist Half Way-hep funny, velly niece
fo' you! Mist Half Way! l makee laugh, ha-
hal" shouted Bung, wadding to the kitchen in con-
vulsion of comic pain.
After dinner Kent and Hathaway repaired to their
for such slight changes of apparel as their late
arrival had made impossible before dinner
Il say Oliver, old chap, kents polite voice called
down from the second story.
"Fire awayl" shouted Tommy
would you mind telling your man Plug"
"Bung you mean?
"Ah, you have me therei 1 should say Bung-would
you mind telling your man Bung to bring up our
aFor the love O. Nike!' roared Tommy. Hasn't
he brought em up YETI
He galloped to the kitchen, where he found Bung
eating canned the stationary washtubs under
which the visitors magnificent portmanteaus were care
fully stored
Didn't l tell you to take those bags upstairs2"
"Ah, Mist Tommy | likee tell you"
@Tell me nothing; but do as say
"A Ii, Lii Boss, said Bung meekly, struggling up
stairs with his load of leather goods
Kent, the tall one in the blue room unlacing his
broad, sefcentered walking shoes. Bung graceessly
dumped the load of baggage the bed and turned to go
"Unstrap my bag and lay my pumps, if you don't
mind my man., drawled Kent.
"Wassa mallao You no can do youself? You sick?"
Here's olly mess!" called Kent to his friend Hath
away the next "This heather fellows imperti-
nent"
"Come. now!" said Hathaway, stridng into the door
way. "My man. you mustn't be nasty, you know, or
We'll show you what for!7 He laid arrogant hand on
Bung's elbow.
"You e' go!" shouted the old Chinaman you too
sma't-wha' fo? l tell UNI Judge Olivah!' This last
threat, with Bung like calling upon the offended
gods
"Bung" roared Tommy from downstairs, whats the
matter up there?'
"AIist' Half Way makee too much boss talk"
swered Bung
"You behave yoursef!~ said Tommy coming up
three steps at bound do what Mr.. Hathaway tells
you and don't let me hear any impudence!"
Tommys look was dark, and the old Chinaman well
knew how useless it would be to combat him.
"You say So do he murmured, fumbling with the
straps the disputed suitcase.
BUNG began to wonder when Kent and Hathaway