Dewey County advocate. [volume] (Timber Lake, S.D.) 1910-1913, 1913-02-14
CHAPTER XVI.
An Inscription and a Mystery.

| All inscription ana Mystery.
Billings rubbed his chin perplexed-
". by jigger. now, l wonder what
those hen tracks mean" he uttered
musingly. Then he looked up at me
with sudden animation in his face.
Look here. Dicky." he exclaimed,
do you happen to know Dozen
berry,"
l tried to remember. 1 shut che
eye and studied the marks closely
through my glass. but had to shake
my head at last.
Why, man, he's q member of all
the great societies of the world. Got
string OF letters after his name like
universal keyboard, and is the main
! squeeze, the great scream, among all
the scientific push over here and in
Europe. Lots of dough, but of his
trolley with learning"
And in this building?" said won
deringly. whats he like?"
lawfully large head" said Billings,
elevating his hands some two feet
apart. "pear-shaped afair-big end
up-bumps on it like halves OF grape
fruit. porcupine eyebrows. and"
"Oh, l know" said, nodding eager
~; "and a little, shriveled-well, kind
OF mashed sort of face, eyes beadlike
and jolly small. I've got him now!
I've gone down with him In the-ele-
vator."
Billings nodded. you've got him
painted" he said drily. That's, the
professor; only, his eyes are anything
but Jolly I've ridden in the elevator
with him myself. Always manages to
look like he was travelling with a bad
SMELL"
"Devilish sensitive, I dare say"
Billings looked at me suspiciously,
but had got hold of the thing l was
trying to recollect and l went on
quickly:
by Jove, you know, I believe Jen-
kins knows his man-fellow who but
lers, and, l believe. cooks, for him.
He and jenkins belong to the same
how do they call it?-same club Of
gentlemen's gentlemen"
Billings brought his fist down.
Lets have Jenkins in," he suggested.
And we did.
Il say, Jenkins began, this Pro-
lessor Doodlebug above us"
"Doozenberry!" Billings sharply
corrected.
well, some jolly rum thing about
him, don't you know, Jenkins-some-
thing you said his man told you're
member, eh?"
why, sir. he told me that every
night he had to turn down the perfes-
ser's bed and go all over it with =
two-gallon watering can"
Watering cant" gasped Billings.
I'm telling you what he says, sir.
Then he covers 1t all up again, and in
about a half-hour the perfesser turns
the covers down; and If It's what he
calls 'flne'-that is, damp all over-he
climbs in and sleeps like top"
"Cold-water bug. you know" I ex-
planned, but Billings shrugged his
shoulders.
That's all right. Bug or not, he's
the goods, all the same. Greatest
ever" He spoke with quiet convis-
ton.
He deliberated moment and
turned to me.
Tell you what, Dicky: I'm going up
and ask him down. He's the one to
give us the right dope on these crazy
letters-Eh. what you say, Jenkins!
BEG pardon, sir; / was saying that
the perfesser don't visit nobody; and
he never sees nobody but the big lit'ry
and scientific sharps."
"Oh, he don't. eh?" Billings snorted
contemptuously. well, Jenkins, /
haven't been a prize fisherman In my
time for nothing; guess l know how
to select my fly l know what Will
| fetch him: Mr.. Lightnuts compl|
ments. and will he be pleased to hob
or him by passing upon an Oriental
curio of rare scientific INTEREST,"
that sort OF merry rot! Why. yea
couldn't hold him back with bloAk
and tackle. Oh. you needn't worrp;
I'll do the proper curves all righs."
He turned toward the door. An.
Jenkins, you come along and work -
into the lodge"
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