The Wheeling intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1903-1961, 1912-03-30

10 have. she wss sitting astride him,
with painful. grinding knee on
either OF his arms. and shaping his
face.
The Honorable John Rufin walked
briskly down from the sea-wall with
q smile Of profound pleasure on his
face. The perfumed Baron had not
yet perceived his charges plight.
Pollyooly did not smack very hard
at FIRST, for she was resisting the wrig-
Cling OF the Prince; but once she had
dug her toes firmly into the sand. she
gave her mind to delivering each
smack with the full swing OF her arm:
and the Prince began TO below. Then
the Baron saw the terrible. reasonable
indignity the hope OF the House OF
Lippe-Schweidnitz was enduring. He
broke into "A curious toddling run,
uttering odd short shrieks of the last
horror as he came.
The Honorable John Rufin placed
himself athwart the course OF the tod
ding deliverer and said, Don't hurry,
Pollyooly; but smack him hard"
A smile OF understanding wreathed
Pollyooly's flushed but angel face: and
she did smite harder. The Honorable
John Ruffin's back was turned TO the
bent little sideways; and as the al
ready breathless rescuer made his final
squirting rush, he moved sharply TO
the left. II was unfortunate (but
since he had not eyes In the back OF
his head, II could not be heiped) that
the left shoulder Of the Honorable
John Ruffin. jerking upwards hard,
should have caught the onrushing
right shoulder OF the deliverer. The
Baron left the firm earth, twirled in
the air IN a fashion which would have
won him the plaudits Of the most ex-
acting vaudeville audience. came down
. on his back on the sand with q vio-
leDee which shook all the breath out
OF his body. and lay gasping In q
darkened world.
II was a full two minutes before the
believing OF his sufficiently besmacked
charge came again. dimly, 20 his COM
pretending ears. Then he grew aware.
also dimiy, that the Honorable John
Ruff1n was standing over him and ask
ing loudly. with every appearance OF
just Indignation. what he meant by
not looking where he was going. The
Baron was strongly OF the opinion
that the interposed shoulder had been
no accident: but he was much too busy
with his breathing to say so. Then
when his breath came more easily and
he had the power TO say 30, he had no
longer the inclination, for the knowl-
edge OF the terrible position In which
he stood, or rather lay, had flashed on
him: he, Prussian oficer. had been
knocked down by a civilian and Wa
forever disgraced.
Pollyooly continued TO smsct ths
believing Prince: the Honorable John
RUM continued TO ask the Form
what the devil he meant by e; end
the poor wits OF the painting nobleman
continued TO work on his dreadful
problem. Then a fash Of inspiration
showed him the saving solution; he
could accept his noisy questioners
view that his fall had been an accl-
dent. He 80. up and sulkily apollo
gized for having been knocked down.
The hands of Pollyooly we're sore
from smacking Prince AdNlbert, but
not so sore as his royal cheeks; and
still she smacked on. She lnterjected
between the smacks requests for an
assurance that he would cease 10 an
noy the children on the beach. His
ine Prussian determination not to DO
robbed OF his simple pleasures pre-
, vented him from giving II. He pre-
ferred TO below. But there are limits
tNtu 70 IONhl tuuuInuFrs anu - inc
Baron rose shakily 90 HIS feet, the
Prince howled the assurance she de-
, manded.
And mind you DO, or III smack
you again" said Pollyooiy.
She rose 20 her feet, flushed and tri-
umphant, and rubbed gently together
her singing hands The Prince lay
where be was, still believing
, Ten yards away Mrs Gibson stood
. holding the hand OF the Lump. who
. gazed at the scene IN placid wonder;
? and she was laughing gently Ten
, yards away. on her right. stood .
dozen children. surveying their bel
lowing pest with joyful. vengeful eyes.
/ Behind them diatractedly lowered
three shocked nurses. quiveTing with
! horror At the upheayal Of the Social
edifce.
. The Baron slowly took IN the hu-
! initiating significance Of the scene. he
} saw that the glory OF a royal houss
/ had been leveied 10 the dust, or rather
, 20 the sand. He caught his blubber.
. Ing charge BY the arm. ierked him 70
(. bis feet. and led him away by one
large ear
{ Il congratulate you. PollyOoly. An
} excellent piece % work The naughty
4 foreigner will trouble ne no more.
! said the Honorable John RUM. and
? he laughed quietly and joyfully.
2 He was right. The royal progress
r the next morning was a very different
D matter. The Baron Won Habelschwer'
. stiil pcrfumed the afr a. he walked
\ but u was no longer the air Of a con
l Quercd country His musfache wa
4 less fierce, his stride less proprietary
4 Indeed. he might easily have been mis-
taken. BY those 10 whom bis name and
. dlgnities were unknown, for an inof
a fensive keeper Of a delicatessen shop
y Prince Adalbert Of Lippe schweidniti
was also changed lie no longei
/. roamcd aheld. he kept within six fee'
r o. bis protective equorry. ~
/. siouched less: and he had CEASED 4
r scowl arroFantly on the children, WI,
e no longer FED AZ bic approach fe re-
e Earded little English girls With 70
. spectful not 10 say timid eye. ant
n edged closer 70 the Baron AZ he passe,
r one To bis mind the little Enciisl
y Eiri wss stored with the potentialitie
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