The state herald., 1913-07-18

elteI StTahers car.
Chamberlain and Aleck, triumphant
ly leading the horse, came back in
time to see the settling cloud of dust.
Mr.. Chamberlain-Mr. Van Camp!"
cried Agatha. They've gone! They've
gone! They've got away!"
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 rscer!"
What" yelled Chamberlain. Did
that bloomin' sheriff let that bloomin'
rascal get away?"
He isn't anybody I'd care to keepl"
chuckled Straker. But you know the
new racers worth something"
Did Chatelard go of in that ma
chineH' again inquired Chamberlain
slowly and distinctly of the two wom-
en-.
Precisely" said Melanie. while Aga
tha's bowed head nodded.
BY Jove, that sheriffs a duffer!
Here, Van, give me the horse" And
with the words Chamberlain grabbed
Little Simons best roadster, mounted
him bareback, and turned his head up
the road.
I'll catch him yeti" he yelled back.
But he didn't. Three miles farther
along he came upon the wreck The
racer was lying on its 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 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. 1t
was evident the chase was up: they
were OF the scent and Obliged to re-
turn.
"Humph!" grunted Chamberlain. and
for once the clear springs OF his dis
position were made turbld with satire
We're all pack OF bloomin' asses
that's what We are. What In hell's
the matter with us?"
While he was tying the horse TO n
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 OF the censure: and yet. there
was n 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. II not with skill II
is the duty OF the historian TO expur.
gate.
81 don't know just how you happen
TO be In this game" pronounced Cham.
berlain hotly. but all I've got to say
is you're an assam Internal ass
Hand. rolling up his sleeves, remain.
ed silent
Il suppose II you'd had n perfectly
good million dollar bank note. you'd
have let II blow away-piff, right ont
OF your Landsl" he fumed. "or tho
titlo deed OF Mount olympus-or a
ticket to front seat In the New Jeru.
salem. That's all It amounts TO. Catch
an eel. only to let him slip through
your tngers-eh. you!''
Mr.. Hand made no answer Instead
he waded into the ditch stream and
placed shoulder under tho racing
car Chamberlain's instinct for doing
his share OF work caused him 10 roll
up his trousers ard wade In, shoulder
to shoulder with Hand, even while no
was lecturing on tho foobloncss of
mans wits
Good horse running loose into barb.
wire fences had TO be caught. but Il
didn't need n squadron OF men and n
forty'acre lot TO do II In. Might hnyo
known he'd give us the allp n no
could-biggost rascal In Europey" And
40 on. Chamberlain, usually rather a
silent man. blow himself empty for
once. conscious all the time that he
himself. was quite as much 10 blame
aa Hand could possibly have been,
And Hand know that he know, but
kept hih counsel. Hand ought 10 ba
prime minister by this time.
When the racing car was righted. he
won't swiftly and ekilnuliy to work In.
yoBtgating the damage and putting
the machine In order. m far aa posni.
bic. Chamberlain presently became
Impressed with hls mechanical doxtor.
lty.
by Joyo. you can 500 into her.
cant youl" Hand continued unont
and loft II TO his companion to put on
the finishing verbal touches.
Tow her home and MI her up and
sholl be nil right. chr" said Chamber.
lain. but Hand kept on tinkerlng. Tho