Evening star., 1914-10-04

goat, beat it," And he proceeds to clip young Mr.
HOLSTER glancin blow the side of the head. His
next aim better; but this time the nghtstick didn't
connect.
There's been let loose a weird high h-pitched howl,
which didn't recognize at the time the old Rebel
YELL but know now that it was. Uncle Noah had gone
into action. That walkin' stick of his second
growth hickory club thick your wrist at the big
end He swung it quick and accurate and if that cop
amt nursin a broken forearm today he's lucky. I
expect his dome solid ivry,-mos of them sluggers
have that kind and in this he needed it, for,
once he gets gon, Uncle Noah makes a thorough job
of it. He lands his next swipe square the coppers
head and tumbles him to the sidewalk like bag of
meal. The other two was at him with their clubs by
this time, swingin him vicious; but somehow they
couldn't get in anything but body blows that echoed
Uncle Noah's ribs like thumpn' barrel. Must
have been tough old boy for that faxed him.
And the crowd, that was block deep by this time,
seemed to be right with him.
3Slug the clubbers!' they yelled. KNOCK their
blocks off! Go to it, old mani"
He didn't need that to encourage him; for he wades
in lively, raps first head and then the other, until
he had 'em all three the pavement. That set the
crowd wild.
3Now sneak while the sneakin's good old top"
shouts
3Jump cab!" sings out another.
Say, the idea that either of em might get of this
without gon to the station house hadn't occurred
to me before. But here taxi, jam up against the
curb not dozen feet off, with the chauffeur swingin
his cap enthusiastic.
@Quick, Uncle!" says I, gettn' him by the 3Its
your one chance You too, Robin. But show some
speed about it."
At that, if it hadn't been for half dozen chaps in
the front of the crowd that helped me shove em
in and the Others that blocked off the groggy coppers
who wabbn' to their feet, couldn't have pulled
it off. But piled EN- in, gave the cabby the Prdv
Pells street number, and away they whirled And
you bet didn't nger in front of the Maison Make
long after that
TWENTY minutes later we had little reunion in
- the Purdy-Pell libry. Robin holdin' some
cracked ice to lump his forehead and Uncle Noah
sttn uncomf table the edge of leather chair
3How cheery!" says I. @But take it from me- Uncle
you're some two-fsted scrapper 1 didn't think it
in you."
3Wee-el,' he drawls out, still breathin' bit hard
but gettn back his gentle smile, II didn't want do
no fursn with them constables; but you know Mistuh
Phil he told to that Robin didn't git into
trouble, and -and-we-e-ell, didn't care for their
notions none at ALL didn't. So jes had to tap 'em
a little"
3Tappin' is good" says l. 9And how about you,
Robin? How do you come to be mixin it up so con-
spicuous?"
3I'm sorry" says he. II suppose made awful
of myself. But even if she is public dancer, that
snpe shouldn't have nsulted her. Of I'd found
out long before that Miss Toots longer anything
to me; but"
HThen that was the famous Maggie, it?" breaks
in. HThe one that lured you up from Dixe?"
aNot exactly lure" says he @She didn't think I'd
be chump enough to come. But that's all off now"
u amt curious, says l. 3but the family has sort of
delegated me to keep track of your moves What's
next, if you know?"
Robin shrugs his shoulders sort of lisess II don't
know" says he. Then he turns to Uncle Noah. 3Un-
Gle, says he chow will those scuppernongs be about
now on the big arbor in front of Uncle Phil's?"
BLESS you, Mistuh Robin" says old Noah, @they'n
be dead ripe by now, and there's jes' doodns of em
Miss Peggy Culpepper, she'll be mighty lonesome, a