Lawrence democrat. (Lawrenceburg, Tenn.) 1884-1925, 1912-10-30


quiyering like a champagne cork,
freshly unfettered and thrilling eager.
ly under the impulse OF the mad.
dancing, joyous spirit within.
The one lovely woman In all the
world" ! breathed aloud. and felt
my eyes grow oddly moist
And for a minute | went OF in Q
jolly trance
"Good-by. sir!"
1t was OKeefe's voice-oddiy con.
strained.
"Eh?" | calculated. blinking at him
as ! came back. Then / remembered
but what was It he had been ask
ing? Something
"Just. good-by!" he repeated with
elaborate gentleness. Then. straight.
ening; mo offense, hope, II we let
It 90 at that mean, / guess you
won't miss It II we don't shake
hands?"
l glanced at the gloves he was
drawing on.
"Oh, dash It. no." | responded alb.
sently, and my eyes coasted up the
slope again-then dropped back dis
appointedly, for she had disappeared
within the pavilion.
His helmet tossed as he looked
back. Il guess we alive got our little
prejudices," he remarked contentious.
ly; y know | have! I'm from the
SOUTH"
And without another word, MIR.
OKeefe presented his broad back to
us, and swinging his stick carelessly,
sauntered down the drive.
What the deuce!" exclaimed,
looking after him. Il say. Jenkins
what did he mean?"
jenkins face expressed mild re-
proach and surprise.
Can 1t possibly matter, sir?" be
questioned YEARLY. Persons of--eI
that sort, you know, sir?"
"Jove" | uttered, relieved.
jenkins coldly elevated brows dis.
missed the matter from further con.
sideration. He lifted the parcel with
slight gesture Of inquiry.
had already come to a decision
about IT.; would send 1t to Billings
Perhaps the retrieving of the pajamas
would have a soothing effect upon his
poor mind!
gave Jenkins instructions "H'ml
OF course, manage to speak with him
alone" l cautioned, having thought oil
Judge Billings; and don't forget the
message"
Certainly, SIR" said Jenkins atten
lively. I'm Just to say: Mr.. Light
nuts compliments, sir, and he says
you'll know what to do with these
l nodded. Exactly, and I'll wall
here-but, oh. hurry, dash it," And
looked longingly at the pavilion anc
tried to feel If my part was right.
He did hurry! By Jove, he was
back almost Immediately and looking
bit ratified.
"Yes, sir!"-he coughed as
screwed my glass inquiringly-"I goI
there just as the judge went into hii
room across the corridor, and Mr.
Billings opened the door the minute
said | was from you. gave him thu
package and the message and he tool
it over in a corner; and then in about
a minute | heard him chuck 1t some
where and say some long word. H'
came back to me, looking kinder irri
tated and with his eyes swapping"
"Oh!" | uttered nervously. "Br
what did he say, Jenkins?"
jenkins sighed. "Oh, well, sir, moth
ing as you might say was anything
really; he jerks out kinder GROSSLY
Tell Mr.. Lightnut, say one thing a
time, and give him this'"
On the scrap of paper l clutcheC
out of Jenkins hand was a Graz!
scrawl Of just half-dozen words:
I'm a biped, not centipede!
l squinted through the dashed thiDt
twice, but could make nothing Of it
even tried 1t backward!
"Jove!" muttered perplexedly. 1T
rum, Jenkins!"
jenkins mouth frightened and re
Taxed. HIN, what thought, sir" n
responded soberly. THE demon run
sir!"
ITO BE CONTINUED)