Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-04-27

BY SEWELL FORD

"Well, what you doing there?" says he.
waiting orders, says l. ANY errands, Mr.. Ellns?'
@Errands?' says he. Then, after thinkin second,
he raps out, yes Do you that collection of bot
ties and pills and glasses the table, Enough to
stock young drugstore! And I've been pouring that
truck into my system by wholesale pink tablets
spoonful of that purple liquid the hour two of
the greenish mixtures the odd and getting worse
every day. Bah! haven't the courage to do it myself
but by the blue belted blazes if See here, Boy!
You re waiting orders, you say?"
"Uh-huh," says l.
"Then open that window and throw the whole lot
into the areaway" says he.
"Do you mean it, Mr.. Ellns?" says l.
DO yah, don't speak plain Englisha' he growls
Cant you understand simple"
Il got you,' breaks in "Out it goes" don't
drop any of it gentle, either. l slams bottles and
glasses down the laggin and chucks the pills into
the next yard makes a clean sweep
Thanks, Torchy,' says he 4The doctor will be
here soon. I'll tell him you did it,
GO as far you like says l. Anything else, Sir?7
"Yes, says he. "Provide me with temporary
occupation
"Come again, says l.
Il want something to do says he 3Here I've been
shut up this COMPOUNDED house for four mortal days
can't read can't eat can't sleep. just prowl around
like bear with want something that will
make me forget what wretched, futile old fool am
DO you know of anything that will fill the bil?"
mo, Sir, says l.
Then think, says he. Come, where is that quick
firing, automatic intellect of yours? Think, Boy!
What would you do if you were Shut up like this?'
why" says l, Il might dig up kind of
games guess"
4Games!' says he. aThat's worth considering Well.
here's some money Go get EN-"
But what kind, Sro" says l.
How the slitherng sisyphus should know what
suggested games. Go get EN- tell you! I'll give you
half hour, while I'm looking this stuff from the
office. Just half an hour. Get out!"
IT'S perfectly cute proposition, amt it2 Games for
heavy -podded old sinner like him. who's about as
frivolous in his habits as one of them stone lions in front
OF the new city hbry! But here my way with
yellow backed twenty In one hand SO it's up to me
to produce. | pixies straight down the avenue to a
JOINT where they've got three floors filled with notin
but juvenile joy junk, blows in there the Jump
nails clerk that looks like he had more or less bean
waves the twenty at him. and remarks casual
Gimme the worth of that in things that II a
hfty-eight- year-old kid who's sick abed and walkin
around the house."
Did say clerk? take it back He was salesman
that young gent was Never raised eyebrow, but
inspection, and pile in heap what | gives him the
nod If established record for reckless buyin he
never mentions it. Inside of twenty minutes I'm on
my way back followed by porter with both arms full
The doctor has come, says Marston. Hes in with
MIR. ElllnS now, Sir"
"Oh, is he?" says l. "Makes it very nice don't it?"
And, bein as how l Old Hickory's alibi, as you
might say, pixies right to the front.
Here he is now" says Mr.. Elns
And the Doc, who's chesty, short-legged gent with
dome half under glass,-you know, sort of a skinned
diamond with turf outfeld effect whrls on me
that you had the impudence to"
well, wel!' breaks in Old Hickory, gettn' glimpse
OF what the porters unloadin' "What have we here?
Look, Hirshway, drug substituted"
"Eh:' says the Doc, starn puzzled.
Games says Mr. Ellins, startn to paw over the