Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1914-01-09

around my knees before l started to
the house. And that is all l do re-
member.
was awakened by terrible ham
mering in the top of my head.
reached out for the glass of water
that / always put beside my bed at
night and touched door-knob in
stead. Then realized that the knock
ing wasn't all In my head. There
was sort of steady movement Of feet
on the other side of the door, with
people talking and laughing. And
above 1t all rose the steady knock
knock Of somebody beating on tin.
Cant do it." It was the bishops
voice. IT am convinced that nothing
but dynamite will open this tin OF
lobster"
Just a moment, bishop" Mr.. Tho
burns voice and the clink of bottles,
Il have can opener somewhere.
You'll find the sauce la Newburg-''
Here, somebody, glass, quick! A
bottles broken!"
! Did anybody remember to bring
salt and pepper?"
Dear Mr.. Thoburn!" It sounded like
Miss Cobb. Think of thinking of all
this!"
THE credit is not mine, dear lady
Mr.. Thoburn said. Where the deuce
is tina. corkscrew? No, dear lady,
man makes his own destiny, but his
birth date remains beyond his con
troll"
Ladies and gentlemen" somebody
said, ito Mr.. Thoburn's birthday be
yond his controli'
There was the clink of glasses, but
had remembered what it had been
that was to remember. And now il
was too late. ! was trapped in the
pantry Of my springhouse and Mr.
Pierce was probably asleep.
clutched my aching head and tried te
think. was reused by hearing some
body say that Miss Jennings had nc
glass. and by steps nearing the pantry
l had just time to slip the bolt
"Pantrys Slocked!" said voice.
"Drat that Minnie!" somebody said
''The girls nuisance"
''Hushi" Miss Summers said. "She'i
probably in there now-taking dowr
| what we say and what we eat. Con
victing us out of our own mouths"
l held my breath and the knob rat
tied. Then they found a glass for Miss
Patty and forgot the pantry.
! Under cover of the. next burst O
noises / tried the pantry window, bu
it was frozen shut. Nothing but {
hammer would have loosened it., be
gan to dig at it with wire hairpin
but I hadn't much hope.
The fun in the springhouse was get
ting fast and furious. Miss Summer,
was leaning against the pantry doc
and judged that most of the men II
the room we're around her, as usual.
put my ear to the panel of the door
and could pretty nearly see what wa
| going on. They were toasting Mr. Tho
burn. and getting hungrier every min
ute as the supper was put out on tn
card tables.
ITO the bottle!" somebody said
I'm infancy, the milk bottle; in ou
prime, the wine bottle; in our dotage
the pill bottle"
Mr.. Won invalid came over and stoo'
beside Miss Summers, and could hea
every whisper.
II have good news for you," she sal
In an undertone.
| 'EOh! And whatf"
"Sh! You may recall" she said. eth
series of notes. letters, epistles. wit
which you have been honoring M
lately7"
How could l forget? They wer
written in my hearts blood!"
indeed" Her voice lifted its eye
brows, so to speak. "Well, somebod
got in my room last night and stoI
u dare say pint of your hearts blood
They're gone"
| He was pretty we'll upset, as h
might be, and she stood by and lii
tened to the things he said, which,
they were as bad in English as the
sounded in German, wouldn't like t
write down. And when he coole
down and condensed, as you may say
into English, he said Miss Jenning
must have seen the letters, for sh
would hardly speak to him. And Mis-
Summers said she hoped Miss Je1
nings had-she was too nice a girl t
treat shamefully.
And after he had left her ther
alone, heard sort of scratching o
the door behind Miss Summers bacl
and then something being showed III
der the door. stopped down an
picked it up. 1t was key!
/ / struck match, and saw by tn
tag that it was the one to the oil
doctors rooms. knew right off whe
it meant. Mr.. Pierce had gone to bet
or pretended to throw them off tn
track and Thoburn had locked hir
in! Thoburn hadn't taken an
chances. He knew the influence Nj
Pierce had over them all, and he an
his champagne and tin cans had t
get In their work before Mr.. Pierc
had another chance at them.
/ had no time to wonder how Mis-
Summers knew I was In the pantr,
III tried the window again, but
wouldn't work. Somebody In tn
spring was shouting, " Hot bu
} ter blue beans, please come to SUI
!, peri" and 1 could hear them crow
: ing around the tables. worke