Perth Amboy evening news., 1912-02-27

out OF tbs Elk man who had been
roughly handled"
sWsrs It my Uncle Bob?" cried
Hannibal, lifting . swollen face to
his.
Dear lad. I don't know" said che
Judge sympsthetically.
1T were Uncle Bohi I know IL
were my Uncle Boil | must 90 find
himi" and Hannibal slipped from the
judges lap and ran for bis rifle and
bundle.
Stop q bitl' cried the judge. Nov,
II 1t was your Uncle Bob, he'll come
back the moment he ID able to travel.
Meantime, you must remain under my
protection while We investigate this
man slosson."
It was Saturday, and In Pleasant
vile = ~jail-raising was in progress.
During all the years of its corporate
dignity the village had never boosted
any building whore tha cvii-doer could
! be placed under restraint; hence had
arisen its peculiar habit. OF dealing
with crime; but = leading citizen had
donated half an acre Of ground lying
midway between the town and the
river landing n . site for the pro-
posed structure, and the scattered
population Of the region had assem-
bsed for the raising.
I'VE don't want to get there too
early" explained the judge, ~ they
quilted the cabin. we want to miss
the work. but be on hand for the
celebration
Il suppose we may confidently look
to you to favor US with 4 few elo-
quent words?" said Mr.. Mahafy.
And why not. Solomon asked
the Judge.
The opportunity he craved was not
denied him. The crowd was Ike
most southwestern crowds OF the Pc
Rod, and nj soone did the Judge APP
pear than there were clamorous do
mands for = speech. He cast =
glance OF triumph at MahaHy, and
nimbly mounted q convenient stump.
He extolled the climate OF middle
Tennessee. the unsurpassed fertility
OF the soil; he touched on the future
that awaited Plsasantville; he apos-
trophized the jail.
Presently the crowd drifted away
In the direction of the tavern. Han
ninai meantime had gone down to the
river. He haunted It's banks az
though he expected to see his Uncle
Bob appear any moment. The Judge
and Mahany had mingled with the
others In the hope OF free drinks, but
In this hope there lurked the germ
OF a bitter disappointment. After a
period OF mental anguish Mahany
parted with his last stray coin. and
while his flask was being filled the
Judge INDUCED In certain winsome
Eallantries with the fat landlady.
LA. Judge Price, how you do run
onI" she said with = coquettish toss
OF her curls.
That's the charm OF you, rha'aru,
said tho judge. He leaned acros the
bar and, sinking his voice to 4 husky
whisper, asked. Would it be perfect
ly convenient for you to extend me q
limited credit3~
Nov. Judge Price, you know q
heap better than to ask me thatts
she answered, shaking her head.
mo ~offense, ma'am," said the judge.
hiding his disappointment, and with
Mahafy he Quilted the bar.
The sudden noisy clamor Of many
! -c.ce-s high r.tc.-c &c excited. 1o-.
cd out to them under the hot sky. Il
wonder" began the judge, and
paused as he saw the crowd stream
into the road before the tavern. Then
q cloud OF dust enyeloped II. q cloud
OF dust that came from tho tramping
OF many pairs OF feat, and that swept
toward them, thick and impenetrable,
and no higher than a tall mans head
In the ~lifeless air. IT wonder * we
missed a~nything7. continued the
Judge, finishing what he had started
| to say.
The score or more Of men were
| quite near, and the Judge and Ma
haffy made out the tail figure OF the
sheriff In the lead. And then the
crowd, very excited, very dusty, very
noisy and very hot, flowed into the
judges front yard. For Z brief mo-
ment that gentleman fancied Pleas
antvills had awakened to q Hitting
sense OF its obligation to him and
that It was about to make amends
i2for Its churlish lack of hospitality. He
rose from his chair, and with q spien-
did norid gesture. swept on his hat.
TITS the pussy fellow" cried q
voice.
"Oh, shut up-don't you think I
know him?' retortsd the sheriff tart
ly.
Gentlemen began the iudge
blandly.
Get the wellropeI"
The Judge was rather at loss prop
eriy to interpret these varied remarks.
Ha was not long left In doubt The
sheriF STEPPED to his side and dropped
q heavy hand on his shoulder.
"Mr. Siocum Pxies, or whatever
your name II, your little game 10 up!.
"Ain't he boldgs 1t was the wom-
ans voice this time. and the FAT land
lady, her curis awry and ncr plump
breast heaving t~umuItu0usly. gained
a place in the forefront OF the crowd
Dear madam. this ii an unexpect
ed ~pleasureIp said the judge, with his
hand upon his heart.
=" rant NJ money!" shT!es5d tbs
aandlady, Good m~oney--not this
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