The Forrest City times., 1912-04-12

left to write. horizontally; they mourn in white instead Of black. and they are awfully honest and pay their debts.
 But there is one other point of diff ference still queerer: they wear pa Jamas all day. while We wear them only al night"
 Here yawned Always hate that heavy. historical. instructive stuff. you know. If you have to hear it. gives you headache, unless you can slip on to sleep first.
 So I reached the letter up to Jen- sins.
 Just run over the rest of it your self. and see if he says anything about his present. said. settling comfort ably. Clever idea of mine, don't you think?
 And was just dropping my head to have snug little nap-just little forty. you know-when. dash me, fl didn't have another idea! Awfull9 annoying. time like that
 Mind is SO devilish alert. dash 1t. Always doing things like that; can't seem to get over t. you know. And this ripping Idea that bobbed up now and got me all reused up was nothing more or less than 10 unite the string myself and see what the thing was. See?
 T believe. sir" said Jenkins, look sr7rr hl l--. h1. h'm-has sent you-'
 By love. q suit of pajamas," I ex- claimed, holding them up.
 It was neck and neck, but beat Jenkins to it. after all!
 'Gentleman says. str.' continued Jenkins, studying the letter, that his present Of a pair Of pajamas may seem surprising, but you won't know how surprising until you have worn them"
 Jolly likely" I admitted, feeling the silk. By love, 1t was the finest, yet thinnest stuff ever saw, soft as rose leaves and as filmy light as spiders web. Not bad. that. for a comparison, eh? Caught the idea from a vase of fulEblown roses that were beginning to shed their petals there on the table And on one of the blossoms was a little brown spider. Catch the idea? Suggested spiders web, you know
 They're rather red, sir." Jenkins commented dubiously.
 Red? Well, I should say, My, How jolly red they were! We spread them under the light. and the red seemed to flow all over the table and fall from the edge. Why. they were as red as
 tried to think of something they were as red as. but somehow couldn't fetch the idea I thought of red ink and blood and fireworks, but they didn't seem to be up to them at all And a big. yelvety petal that dropped from one of the crimson roses just seemed brown beside them
 l was wondering whether the little spider was curious about the jolly red color there below him. And just then Jenkins hand went out and swept at the little thread, The spider dropped and shot into a fold of the pajamas.
 T say Look out" I exclaimed as Jenkins made another clutch Don't mash the beast on the silk. you'll ruin 1.-the silk. 1 mean,'
 There f goes, sir" said Jenkins eagerly. "Oyer by your hand"
 No; by love: hes gone into leg of the paiamas. Here, shake him gently now"
 Jenkins lifted the garment gingerly and lightly shook it But nothing came forth
 Why don't you look in the leg" said. and see if you can see it?"
 Jenkins peered down one of the silken tubes and forthwith dropped 1t with yell He jumped back.
 Look out. sir" he cried excitedly: don't touch 'em, There's tarantula in there big as a sand crab. and it's alive
 l backed nervously from the crum- pied crimson pile on the floor
 Crimson
 Of course, I knew it was crimson; It must be the shadow of the table there that made the things so dark black. in fact. But my mind was on the tarantula: and I was thinking that it must have been wrapped with the pajamas. Yet I could not understand how this could be. considering how tightly the things had been rolled.
 Anyhow. it was there; and Jenkins pointed exeitedly.
 Look, sir. You can see it moving under the silk"
 By love, so you could And the thing seemed nearly as big as a rat. It was making for the end of the leg I climbed upon a chair
 Get club" 1 exclaimed. and smash the thing as it comes out"
 Jenkins rushed out and returned with a brassie.
 Careful now" I warned from the chair. Don't go and hit the dashed IL