The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1912-06-01


toning sporting Stanford junior
\ "IlI take YOU up on that bet said
/ Tommy "Bung won't be back for al
week"
Even money!" asked Maude.
Dollar even" drawled Tommy like
a man of the world.
children, dear!" exclaimed Mrs.I
Oliver.
At ten o'clock the family began
| struggling off to bed. BY ten-thirty
! the judge had finished nis chapter Of
/ Huxley, emptied Ills pipe, and pro-
ceedt d to bolt the 'front.' door BY ten
forty.flye the last light was out and
the divers were cuddled quietly un
der the snug robe of King Morpheus
Squawkl SUPERINTENDENT Kid.
! dy-ke-dack! Ke-dack! Ke-dack Carr
r-r!Awk! OUGHT Lemme out, We dunn
my! wassa malta you? Murder!
! Kiddy-ke-dack!
This medley of horrors alarmed the
divers dreams and brought every
member of the family tumbling out of
bed.
Bearing shotguns appeared on the
I porch Judge Oliver in scant cotton
nightshirt and Tommy in rich pongeeI
pajamas. From the upper windows of
= the house there blossomed three fe-
male faces,-Mrs. oliver, her gray
; hair sternly braided; Gertrude, brist.I
ling with patent curriers'; Maude, wear
ing a lacy cap of frivolous pattern.
On the strip of lawn beside the
house a plump figure danced wildly,
throwing its fingers to the moon.
mo shootee, no shootee!" it jabber-
ed when the tw men leveled their
guns. 81 no burgly-man! No shootee!"
Il "Bung" exclaimed five assorted
voice in one breath.
A fearful squawking, roaring, and
I pounding again issued from the sheds
behind the barn.
Come chop-chop pletty quick l
} catchee!" exclaimed Bung, wadding
| duck fashion ahead of his astonished
masters round he barn to the chicken
coop. The door of that edifice shook
as with human rage; but refused to
open for the evident reason that a
, large iron spike was driven through
e the staple. A terrific basso cursing
rose like a solo above the frenzied hen
chorus.
What have you got in there?' ask
=, ed Tommy, cooking hts gun.
q catchee Pigee Mikee! He steal um
, checked" yelled Bung, dancing in a
circle
+ "Open the door" commanded the
A Judge sternly, assuming tn" pose of
1 Minute Man.
e He heap mad hobo!" warned Bung
S fumbling nervously with the spike that
J. held the prisoner. No sooner was the
hasp released than the door flew open
d landing Bung such a mighty clout that
S he turned complete somersault and
lay kicking like a stricken beetle. And
the hobo came out He came out win
roar in his voice and siX-foot hen
roost in his hand. He let out the roar
t and the roo at the same moment;
Q but Tommy deity tripped him before
anything serious occurred, and Judge
| oliver menaced him with a double
g barreled fowling piece (unloaded).
Jaw, Mister, don't send me to de
9 Jug! | amt no tramp hook-Tm a
y poor woillin guy-honest, I'm starv-
in" whined Mike, putting up the
= knocking sple" that has saved many
e tramp from vengeance.
you no blieve him, Judge Olivah-
he no workee guy-he velly mean
L hobo-he steal UNI all time!" clamored
Bung in the Judges other ear.
Bung enthusiastically fetched col
b of clothesline from the shed. While
the Judge held his empty gun at the
l. tramp's head Tommy tied him hand
d and foot. Bnng's encouragement was
: heartening to hear.
ooh, tie him plenty go fetched
/. more LOPEZ" he cried gleefully, please
# no tie him too loose!"
! "Dry up, We proper stiff!" snarlet
- the hobo, giving utterance to the
! tramp's deepest phrase of contempt
# meaning man who works when hi
isn't forced to-"
?. Less than an hour later Bung squat
/. ted in the moonlight watching the
town marshal bearing away the petty
). vagrant in a green wagon. The China
G mans face beamed more blandly thai
the moon. The Judge and Tommy
e now dressed as to shoes and trousers
4. accosted their smiling servant.
"You can go now, Bung, and fnisl
q your vacation" smiled the Judge
n mo go. catch UNI plenty"
q Didn't YOU like it?"