Dakota farmers' leader. (Canton, S.D.) 1890-19??, 1912-08-30
CHAPTER XVI.

An inscription md q Mystery.
Billings rubbed his chin perplexed-
ly. by jigger. now. I wonder what
those hen tracks msan?" he uttered
musingly. Then he looked up at me
with sudden animation in his face.
Look here. Dicky," he exclaimed.
do you happen to know Dozen
berry,"
l tried to remember. / shut n
eye and studied the marks closely
through my glass, but had to shake
my head at last.
Why, man. he's q member OF all
the great societies OF the world. Got
a string OF letters after his name like
a universal keyboard, and is the main
squeeze, the great cream among all
the scientific push over here and in
Europe. Lots Of dough, but on his
trolley with learning"
And In this building?" l said won
d%eringly. Whats he like?"
"Awfully large head" said Billings,
elevating his hands some two feet
apart, "p~ear-shaped a1a1r-big end
up-bumps on 1t like halves of grape
fruit. porcupine eyebrows, and"
O"S hAoVs ouAuS AOOO1A6 cdScA-
ly; land a little, shriveled-well, kind
of mashed sort OF face. ayes beadlike
and jolly small. I've got him now!
I've one down with him in the ele-.
vator."
Billings nodded. You've got him
painted" he aid drily. That's the
professor; only, his eyes are anything
but jolly I've ridden in the elevator
with him myself. Always manages to
look like he was travelling with a bad
SMELL"
"Devilish sensitive, / dare say"
Billings looked at me s~usp1ciously,
but l had got hold OF the thing l was
trying to recollect and / went on
quickly:
by Jove, you know, 1 believe Jen-
kins knows his man-fellow who but.
lers. and, l believe. cooks, for Inn.
He and Jenkins belong to the same
how do they call it?-same club OF
gentlemen's gentlemen
Billings brought his nst down..
Lets have Jenkins In" he suggested.
And we did.
II say. Jenkins" began. this Pro
lessor Doodlebug above us"
"Doozenberry!" Billings sharply
corrected.
We'll. some jolly rum thing about
him. don't you know, Jenkins-some-
thing you said his man told ou-re
member, chi"
why, sir, he told me that every
night he had to turn down the perfes-
ser's bed and go all over 1t with .
49, -onz- -,o<or1no oor-D Hss#H H..
watering cant" gasped Billings.
I'm telling you what he says, sir.
Then he covers it all up again, and in
about a half-hour the perfesser turns
the covers down; and If it's what he
calls 1ine'-that Is. damp all over-he
climbs in and sleeps like a top"
"Cold-water bug, o know" l ex-
planned, but Billings shrugged his
shoulders.
That's all right. Bug or not, he's
the goods, all the same. Greatest
ever" He spoke with quiet conv1c-
ton.
He %deliberated a moment and
turned to me.
Tell you what, Dicky: I'm going up
and ask him down. He's the one to
give us the TlSuI OOpc III IASSo
Ietters-Eh, what you say, Jenktns?"
BEG pardon, sir; / was saying that
the perfesser don't visit nobody; and
he sect nobody but b big ht'ry
and scientific sharps."
"Oh, he don't. eh?" Billings snorted
contemptuously. well Jenkins. I
haven't been>a prize fisherman 1 a my
time for nothing; I guess l know how
to select my '1y.' I know what will
fetch him: Mr.. Lightnut's compli-
ments, and will he be pleased to hon
or him by passing upon an Oriental
curio of rare scientific INTEREST,".
that sort of merry rot! Why, o
couldn't hold him back with a block
and tackle. Oh, you needn't worry;
I'll do the proper curves all right"
He turned toward h door. And.
jenkins, you come along and work me
into the lodge"
ero BE CONTINUED,