Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1913-05-23

aIlef Straker'S car.
Chamberlain and Aleclz, triumphant
ly leading the horse, came back in
time TO see the settling cloud of dust
Mr.. Chamberlain Van Camp!"
cried Agatha. They've gone! They've
gone! They've got away!p
Who's got away?" demanded Cham
berlain.
"All of them!" groaned Agatha, as
she sank down on the piazza steps.
"Jimminy Christmas!" calculated
Mr. Straker. This beats any ten
twenty-thirty ever saw Regular
Dick Deadwood game! And he's run
off with my new racer!"
What" yelled Chamberlain. did
that bloomin' sheriff let that bloomin
rascal get away"
He isn't anybody I'd care to keep!"
chuckled Straker "But you know the
new racers worth something"
Did Chatelard go off in that ma
chine?" again inquired Chamberlain
slowly and distinctly of the two wom-
| en-.
Precisely" said Melanie, while Aga
tha's bowed head nodded.
BY Joye, that sheriffs a duffer!
Here, Van give me the horse" And
with the words Chamberlain grabbed
Little Simon's best roadster, mounted
MIN bareback, and turned his head up
/ the road.
I'll catch him yeti" he yellnd back.
But he didn't. Three miles farther
( along he came upon the wreck. The
racer was lying on it's side in a ditch
which recent rains had converted in
TO substantial volume of mire and
mud. The white machine was drawn
costly up under a spreading hemlock
farther on, but Mr.. Hand and the sher-
III were nowhere In sight
AS Chamberlain stopped to gaze on
the overturned car, he heard the
crashing of underbrush in the woods
near by. The steps came nearer. It
was evident the chase was up; they
were off the scent and obliged to re-
| turn
"Humph!" grunted Chamberlain, and
for once the clear springs of his dis
position were made turbid with satire.
/ We're all a pack of bloomin' asses
that's what we are What in hell's
the matter with us?"
While he was tying the horse to a.
tree. Hand appeared, silent with an
unfathomable disgust written on his
countenance. AS usual he who was
| the least to blame came in for the
hottest or the censure; and vet. there
was a sort OF fellowship indicated by
Chamberlain's extraordinary arraign-
ment of them both He was scarcely
known ever to have been profane. but
at this moment he searched for wicked
words and interspersed his speech with
them recklessly. If not with skill. 1t
is the duty of the historian to expur-
gate.
Il don't know Just how you happen
to be in this game" pronounced Cham
herlain holly. "but all I've got to say
Is you're an assam Internal ass"
Hand. rolling up his sleeves, remain
ed silent.
Il suppose IL you'd had a perfectly
good million-dollar bank note, you'd
have let it blow away-piff! right out
of your Lands!" he fumed. "Or the
title deed of Mount Olympus-or a
ticket to trent seat In the New Jeru-
salem. That's all 1t amounts to. Catch
an eel, only to let him slip through
your fingers-eh, you!"
Mr. Hand made no answer. Instead.
he waded into the ditcn.stream and
placed a shoulder under the racing
car. Chamberlains instinct for doing
his share of work caused him to roll
up his trousers and wade in, shoulder
to shoulder with Hand, even while he
was lecturing on the feebleness of
mans wits.
Good horse running loose into barb
wire fences had to be caught, but it
didn't need a squadron of men and a
forty-acre lot to do ii in Might have
known he'd give US the slip If he
could-biggest rascal in Europe!" And
so on. Chamberlain, usually rather a
silent man. blew himself empty for
once. conscious all the time that ne,
himself. was quite as much to blame
as Hand could possibly have been.
And Hand knew that he knew. but
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prime minister by this time.
When the racing car was righted, he
went swiftly and skilfulIy to work In
yesigating the damage and putting
the machine in order. as far as possi.
bic. Chamberlain presently became
impressed with his mechanical dexter
ity.
by Jove. you can see into her,
can't you'll" Hand continued silent
and left 1t to his companion to put on
the finishing verbal touches
TOW her home and I'LL her up and
she'll be all right. eh?" said Chamber.
lain. but Hand kept on tinkering. The