Norwich bulletin., 1914-07-16
HIS FATAL INGENUITY

If it had not poured rain that day Creamer would never have perpetrated the deed. This was because he had come to Tamarack inn to exercise his fishing pole. not his imagination. It was steady, whole hearted fall rain that was not to be trihed with, how ever, and Creamer idled around the quaint old office disconsolately till he saw the shelves. Dimnock, the pro- prietor, had filled them with an assort- ment of junk There were revolvers falling to pieces. cartridges, pieces of ore, straps from saddles-a con- glomeraton of stuf Grinntng, Cream CT set to work
 Dimnock when the rejuvenated shelves burst upon him an hour or two later, opened and shut his mouth like one of Creamers fish.
 This Is Just what you need. old man." explained that youth, soothing ly. Tt gives tone to the place. If you'd put glass doors in front of 'em you could raise the price of board. Let me call your attention to this revolver. You see the label reads: Purchased by MT. Dimnock from the heirs of Gen. Witt, who fell at Bull run. Over thirty men are supposed to have fallen under its fire"
 That's the cooks old gum" gasped Dimnock.
 
 firmly. And the label on this cart ridge belt says that it was picked up on a battle field in the Philippines. This ore came from South Africa from mine that the Boers later blew up. Behold a part of Gen Clusters saddle! Daniel Boone"
 We clean fish with it!'
 "Shockingl" reproved Creamer. Not now-it's too valuable This belt was worn by Roosevelt at San Juan and
 "Ha. hal" burst out Dimnock. That's mine I got it at the corners"
 Forget it,'' advised Creamer You've no idea how this will please your patrons next summer-let it alone, nowl"
 That was last season. Creamer went up to Tamarack inn this spring and Dimnock fell upon him on his arrival. They stand in front of those shelves" he expostulated, and they say: Oh, nah-mal Just see hea.h! Isn't it in t'restingi" And then they come and ask me foolish questions that I don't know the answers to! I'm crazy! Now you tend to it if you think it's so funny!"
 At first Creaner had the pleasantest time of his explanation of Gen. Wits revolver. And the tales he rippled forth as to the fad of their host in collecting relics of war and the chase caused that gentleman to gasp Tn wonder and bewilderment Dimnock almost began to believe that he had done it, while Creamers proprietary interest in the curio shelves waxed stronger with each invention.
 He salved his conscience by the thought that if it made people happier to gaze at relics with labels on than at relics without them no harm was done Newcomers were led by the older residents at the inn to the shelves to be impressed properly. Somehow 1t made them better satisfied with | themselves to think they were paying board to a man who had known so many wonderful people. if only by proxy
 CreameF- had a very good time until he observed the eye of Lillian Motts ln the midst of his explanation of Gen. Wits gun. Miss Motts was the pret- ! tiest girl who had come to the inn and l he was mortified to detect in her gaze complete disbelief. In fact, a little smile curling her lips added te the intensity of her feeling. Creamer