Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1914-04-09

chat snow and an automobile cap.
I put away the glass while he ata
Pretty soon he looked up and the
drawn lines were gone. He WASH,
like Mr.. Dick. but he was the same
type. only taller and heavier built.
"And 20 It isn't hotel" he remarked
well. I'm sorry. The caravansary in
the village 10 not to my liking. and
had thought Of engaging suite W
hero. Ny secretary usually attends "a
these things. but-don't ta'> way ali
the glasses. Heb beg pardon
but the thirst 10 coming"
He filled the glass himself and then
he came up and stood in front Of me.
with the glass held up in the air.
ITO the best woman I have met In
many days." he said, not mocking but
serious. II was about to lie down and
let the little birds cover me with
leaves" Then he glanced at the empty
dish and smiled. TO buttered pop-
cornl Long may It wave!" he said,
and emptied the glass.
Wei. found a couple Of apples In
my pantry and brought them out, and
after he ate them he told me what
had happened to him. He had been q
little Of everything since he left col.
lege-he was about twenty.hve-had
crossed the Atlantic In q catboat and
gone with somebody or other into
some part Of Africa-they got lost
and had to eat each other or lizards,
or something like that-and then he
went to the Philippines. and got stuck
there and had to sell books to get
home. He had little money. enough
for grub-stake," he said. and all his
folks were dead. Then college friend
Of his wrote rural play called Sweet
Peas''-"Great title, don't you Think
nc ssked-end he put nm all the money.
1t would have been hit. he said. but
the kid in the play-the one that
unites It's parents in the last act just
before he dies Of Observation-Disclosures kid
took the mumps and looked a. II. In
stead Of fading away. he was going
to blow up. Everybody was 20 afraid
Of him that they let him die alone for
three nights IN the middle Of the
stage. Then the leading woman took
the mumps, and the sheriff took ev-
erything else.
Well, Of course, tho thing failed.
and he lost every dollar he'd put into
It. which was al he had. including
what he had In his pockets.
They sei1ed my trunks" he e1-
planned, "and l sold my furlined over.
coat for eight dollars, which took one
Of the girls back home It's hard for
the women. A fellow can always get
some sort Of . iob-I VS. coming up
here 70 So II they needed an extra
clark or waiter. or chauffeur. or any.
thing that meant . roof and something
to eat-but I suppose they don't need
Q jack-ofall-trades.'
mo" I answered, hut I'll tell you
what I think they're going to need.
And that's IN ownsrl'
I'm not making excuses. did It for
the best. II Mr.. Thoburn had not been
there, sitting BY to see the old sana-
forum die 90 It could sprout wings
and ny % . summer hotel, I'd never
have thought Of it. But was In de.
spair.
got up and opened the door. but
the snow came in In . cloud, and the
path was half q foot deep again.
But the angel Of providence up.
peared in the shape Of Mike, the bath
man. coming down through tho snow
In . tearing rage. The instant cav
Nike knew 1t was 1sttled
Am I or am not to gfve Mr.
Moody needle shover!' he shouted.
almost beside himself. And cav he
had his overeoat over his bath COS
tune, which is q Turkish towel.
"A needle shower followed By . sslt
rub" said I. Hes been having them
for eleven years. What's the NATTER
THAT fool Of . young Doctor
shouted Mike. he told him before he
left that II he'd been taking them fol-
eleven years and wasn't any better II
was time to stop. Amt business bad
enough-only four people in the house
takin' baths regular-without his but,
tin in!"
where's Mr.. Moody"
I'm tho bath. I've locked mp his
clothes"
"You give him . needle shower and
Q salt rub" ordered. "and II he
makes fuss Just send for me. And,
Nike" said. - he started out, "asl
Mr.. Van Astyns 70 come out here I'm