New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1912-05-05
BY SEWELL FORD

back road, and J. Scott explanin' how this to
be covered with Wlstaria vine when down the path
from the rear OF the house comes something that don't
exactly t IN with the hospitality ideas he's been givn
out IT house fiunky, by the looks of his uniform,
and husky big chap he was, too with thin, narrow
chested, scrubby ookn party that he's hustln along
by the scruff of the neck
"Humph.' says Burr, as he sizes up the pair an
other tramp Poor fellows. But they're a great null
sanCc, YOU know.
About then the gent that's gettin the run tries to
loosen the fluniys hold bit and for his pains he gets
quick knee prod in the small of the back That makes
him slump OF course and he drops to the gravel he's
handed couple OF stiff cuffs the And could
feel my neck gettin' warm in second.
"Say, what is this says l. Case of attempted
arson, or worse"
lust hobo" says Burril, gain calm at the pro-
cccdin. "llarker knows how to handle EN-. They
don't come back second time"
Huh says l. Shouldn't think they would, And if
I'm any Judge there won be much left of this one to-
didn't get any further'n that for when | see a
broad shouldcrcd hundred and eighty pound
swing his foot on another that's down I'm more likely
to blow up all of a sudden. | did then. quits dis
cussn the situation and lights out the Jump in the
gcnra direction Of ITarker Course the kick had got
home before I'm within bockin' distance: 50 all can
do is plant an impromptu right hook on Mr. lIarkers
jaw, and there much enthusiasm to the swing that
he disappears backwards into the bushes.
And next finds myself facin Scott Burrill, who's
wcan an entirely diff rent expression on his classic
map than any I'd noticed there before. The Jovial
smile has faded and he's flushed under the eyes;
though don't know you could blame him for that
Well; says and expect | said it with my jaw set
some solid.
It's only for a few seconds that the genial J. Scott
stands there glarn murcrous me- and then he thinks
better Of it. He shrugs his shoulders and gives ima
ton smile. "Ncatly done Professor" says he. But
see here, II can't have YOU interfering, you know
This is my affair"
III it is says l. 81 don't mind sayin' I'm not stuck
the way you run it"
At which Harkcr, havin' picked himself out OF the
bushes comes rIsin indignant to the front. Did you
see him, SIR" he pants "IIittn me when was off my
guard like, Shall polish him Off SIR"
THAT will do, Harkcr," says !. Scott. you don't
know what you're up against. Besides there was no
necessity for kicking the man.
But he's the one was tclln YOU about, Sir, says
IIarkcr And YOU know YOU said was to"
"Ncvcr mind that now, breaks in }urrill Put him
Of the place without any more fuss.
At which the object in the path struggles his feet
and begins to brush Of the dirt feeble. "Oh, III 60 by
myself. says he. "Thcrc'S need Of choking and
hammcring me. don't loo; dangerous, do l."
No, he didn't for as he straighcns up We a stoop
shouldcrcd sallow faced, hollow checked wreck tha;
didn't seem to have strength enough to hurt a kitten.
But didn't warn yc;" demands llarkcr. "Now
didn't l."
You did, says the wreck And assured you WAS
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