The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1912-07-17
CHAPTER XVII.
The Dog-on Doc Again.

AS the conductor left the Mallorys
to their OWE devices, it rushed over
him anew what sacrilege had been at
tempted-a fool bride had asked him
to stop the Trans-American of all
tr0ins.-to go 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 hol-
low-stemmed glasses and a bottle
swaddled In 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.
pagne, 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 off, Ieav-
Ing the door Of the buffet open. The.
conductor paused to close it, 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
scruh OF his neck. growing, Its you
for the baggage car ahead" and
dashed out with his prey, just as NAL
lory. now getting new bearings on
Mar1orie's character, spoke across
the rampant of his Napoleonicaliy
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 q snap:
Don't you speak to me! I hate you!
i hate all men. The more / know
men the more like" this reminded
her. and she asked anxiously: Where
Is Snoozleums?"
Mallory, impatient at the shit of
subject. snapped back: "Oh, l left him
In the buffet with the waiter. What I
want to know is how you dare to"
was 1t colored waiter?"
"Of course. But I'm not speaking
Of"
But suppose he should bite him."
"Oh. you can't hurt those niger
walters. l started to say"
But 1 can't have Snoozleums bit
Ing colored people. 1t might not agree
with him. Get him at once"
Mallory trembled 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 dog?'
He met the porter just returning.
The porter smiled: He's right in
heah, sir" and opened the buffet door,
His eyes popped and his jaw sagged:
Why, | lef' him here just a minute
ago."
You left the window open, too,"
Mallory observed. We'll, guess he's
gone"
The porter was panicstricken: "Oh,
I'm turrible sorry, boss, | wouldn't
have lost dat dog for a fortune. Ii
you was to hit me with a axe l
wouldn't mind
To his utter befuddlement, Mallory
grinned and winked 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 hts smile into a long
face and went back to Marjorie like
an undertaken: MY love, prepare
yourself for bad news"
Marjorie looked up, startled and ap-
prehensive: "Snoozleums is Ill. He
did bite the darkey."
"Worse than hat-he-he-fell out
of the window"
"When!" she shrieked, lin heavens
name~when?
He was there just a minute ago,
the waiter says"
Marjorie went into instant Mysteries,
wringing her hands and sobbing: "Oh,
my darling. my poor child-stop the
train at once!"
She began to pound Mallory's
shoulders and shake him frantically.
He had never seen her this way eth
er. He was getting his education In
advance. He tried TO calm her with
inexpert words: How can l stop the
train? Now, dearie, he was a nice
dog, but after ALL. he was only dog"
She rounded on him like panther:
only dog. He was worth a dozen
men like you. You find the conductor
at Cnce, command him to stop this
train-and back up! | don't care II
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