The Forrest City times., 1912-06-21
CHAPTER XVI.
An Inscription and a Mystery

'hsa iuopeu hlS cnln perpleXe0r ", By jigger, now, wonder wha. those hen tracks mean?-' he uttered mus1ngiy Then he looked up at ,ne With sudden animation in his face.
 Look here, Dicky." he exclaimed, do you happen to know Doozen- berry,"
 tried to remember shut one eye and studied the marks closely through my glass, but had to shake my head at last
 " ny. man, he's member of All the great societies Of the world Got string of letters after his name like universal keyboard. and is the main squeeze, the great scream, among all the scientific push over here and in Europe. Lots of dough, but of his trolley with learning"
 And in this building?" said won derlngIy. Whats he like?"
 Awfully large head" said Billings, eleFating his hands some two feet apart, "pear-shaped afair-big end ap-punps on 1t like halves of grape fruit porcupine eyebrows, and"
 Oh. l know" l said nodding eager ": and little. shriveled-welI. kind 0 mashed sort Of face. eyes beadItke and jolly small I've got him now, I've gone down with him in the ele- vator.-
 Billings nodded You've got him painted" he said drly. That's th. 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 bad smell.-
 IsViEsh sensitive, l dare say"
 Billings looked at me suspiciously. but l had got hold of the thing I was trying to recoliect and went on quickly:
 By love, you know, believe yen- kins knows his man-fellow who but lers, and. I believe, cooks for him. He and Jenkins belong to the same how do they call it?-same club of gent!emen's gentlemen"
 Killings brought his fist down Let's have Jenkins in," he suggested And We did
 T say, Jenkins" I began. this Pro lessor Doodlebug above us"
 'Doozan6erry'" Billings sharply corrected.
 Well. some jolly rum thing about him, don't you know. Jenkins-some- thing you said his man told you-re- member, eh?"
 Why, sir, he told me that every night he had to turn down the perfes- ser's bed and go all over 1t with two-gallon watering can"
 Watering can," gasped Billings.
 I'm telling you what he says. sir Then he covers 1t all up again, and in about a half-hour the perfesser turns the covers down; and If it's what he calls 'fine'-that Is, damp all oyer-he climbs in and sleeps like a top"
 "Cold-water bug. you know" I ex- plained, 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 convic. tion.
 He deliberated moment and turned to me.
 Tell you what. Dicky: I'm going up and ask him down. He's the one to ,.sive us the right dope on these crazy etters-Eh. what you say. Jenkins?'
 Beg pardon, sir; was saying that the perfesser don't visit nobody; and he never sees nobody but the big lit'ry and scientific sharps."
 "Oh, he don't, eh?" Billings snorted contemptuously. Well, Jenkins, haven't been prize fisherman in my time for nothing: guess l know how to select my fly I know what will fetch him. MT. Lightnut's compli- ments, and will be be pleased to hon or him by passing upon an Oriental curio of rare scientific interestr- that sort of merry rot. Why. you 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 the door. And Jenkins, you come along and work ms Into the lodge"
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