Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1913-03-05

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" LASS 0o0 gone to the COW
boys sleeping quarters IL
search OF his employer. and
~ Was upon the point Of leav
IL Ing when the delegation
! y filed In He regarded them
I'M with careless contempt. and
Y9 removed his clay pipe to ex
claim. cheerfully:
B-soo sentss Where's my pro
tegeT
7 don't know, Where did you hav,
It last!"
Il mean Speed, my trainin' partner
That's French word"
"Oh! We just left him."
Think I'll hunt him up"
wait q minute" Willie came for
ward. Lets talk"
All right. Well visit Let her 60
professor"
you've been handlin' him for quite
. spell, haven't your
"Surel It's my trainIn' that put him
where he II. Ask him IL it amt"
~Then he's good athlete, is he?"
us he good? HUH" Glass grunted
expressively.
How fast can he do a hundred
yards!s
Larry yawned as II this converse.
ton bored him. l..
Observation-Disclosures"
At this amazing declaration Willie
paused. as II to thoroughly digest it.
Eight seconds!" repeated the lit.
tie man at length.
Sure! Depends on how he feels. OF
course"
Berkeley Fresno. in the corner.
snickered audibly. at which the trainer
scowled at him.
Think he can't do it, Ell? Well,
he's there four ways from the ace"
Seeing no evidence that his state.
ment failed to carry conviction in 9th.
er quarters at least Glass went furth.
er.. It was so easy to string these
lsimple-minded people that he could
mot resist the temptation.
Didn't you never hear about the
KILN he made at Saratoga" he
tQueried.
Willie started. and his hand crept
slowly backward along his belt. kill.
tin3 Is that his game?"
Nov, get me right" explained the
former speaker. HE breaks trainin',
land goes up to Saratoga for a little
rest. While he's there he wins eight
Thousand dollars playin' diabolo"
''Playin' what?" queried Slower.
'.Diabolo! He backs himself, of
course"
Glass took an imaginary spool from
his pocket, spun 1t by means Of an
imaginary string, then sent It aloft and
pretended to catch it dexterously. The
cowboys watched him with grave, UNI
comprehepding eyes.
He starts with q case five and runs
It up to eight thousand dollars, that's
ALL"
Slower uttered an exclamation Of
establishment, whereupon the New
Yorker grew even holder.
"The next week he hops over to Bar
Harbor and wins the futurity ping
pong stakes from scratch. That's
worth twenty thousand II it's worth q
lead nickel. Oh. guess he's there. all
rights, He searched out q match and
5elishted his pipe.
Il suppose he's . great croQuet play
or. TO-" observed Fresno. whose face
was purple.
"Sure!" Glass winked at him, glad
to zee that the Californian enjoyed
this kind Of sport. :
I'VE don't care nothin' about his
skill ct. sleiEht-of-hand tricks" said
the man In spectacles. seriously. "And
we wouldn't hold his croquet habits
agin him. Some men drink, some
gamble, some do worse: every man
has his weakness, and croQuet may be
his. What we want to know 10 this:
Can he win our photograph"
''Surest thing you know!"
Then you vouch for him, do your
wines eyes were bent upon the fat
man With look Of searching gravity
that warned Glass not to temporize,
with my life!" exclaimed the train
you're on" said the cowboy. with
unexpected grimness.
what d. you mean?'
But before the other could explain,
Berkeley Fresno, who had sunk weak
y into chair at Larry's extravagant
praise Of his rival, afforded diver
sion. The tenor had leaned back. con-
vulsed With enjoyment when. loeing
his balance, he came to the floor with
! crash. Tho sudden sound brought
: terrifying result, for with startled
CRY the undersixed cowman leaped az
Il touched BY . living flame. Like q
lash Of light he vhirled and poised on
lii toes, his long. evillooking revolver
drawn and cooked. his tense face vul-
turelike and fierce. His eyes glared
through his spectacles, his livid fea-
lures worked ~ IL Ut the sound of his
own death.call. His whole frame was
tense: : salyanic current had trans
formed him. His weapon darted to-
ward the spot whence the noise had
como, and 'he would have fired blindly
Aad not Slower yelled:
Don't shoot!"
1 Willie paused, and the breath cfept
anliHly into his lungs.
Who done that?" he asked, harshly.
0till Bill brought his lanky frame up
al4ye the level Of the table.
8 eslod s'lmishty! don't be % sudden. |
WilIls!. he cried. at was . acci-