The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1914-04-10

sits down to get acquainted with the
breeze, II such there was.
"Well, he'd been sitting there about
ten minutes. Sam tells me. when along
came about the easiest picking that
ever got loose from the old home
stead
II beg your pardon" protested Pro-
fessOr Bolton.
'"The ready money. the loosened kale.
the posies in the garden waiting to be
plucked," elucidated Mr.. Max. '"Thi:
guy. Sam says. was such a perfect rube
he just naturally looked past him to
see If there was a trail Of wisps of hay
OF the floor. For awhile Sam sits there
with a crouch as he thought how hard
it vas to put business aside and get a
little rest now and then and debating
whether. being on a vacation. as It
was. he'd exert himself enough to
stretch forth his hand and take what
ever money the guy had. While be
was arguing the matter with himself
the jay settled the question by coming
over and sitting down near him.
Hes in the city. he tells Sam. to
enjoy the moving pictures of the
streets. and otherwise forget the trees
back home that grow the cherries in
the bottom OF the cocktail glasses.
And believe me- be says to Sam. there
amt none of those confidence men 60
ing to get me-. I'm too wise he says.
"Ill bet money you are Sam tells
him laughing all over at the fish that
was fighting to get into the net.
"'Yes. Stree says the last Of the Mo.
hicans. they can't fool me. | can tell
them as fur away as l raj see 'em,
and my eyesighfs perfect. One Of
'em m up to me in City Hall park
and tries to sell me some mining stock.
| guess he amt recovered yet from
what | said to him. | tell you. they
can't fool Mark Dennen,' says the guy.
"Sam told me that at them words he
just leaned back in his seat and stared
at the jay and whistled under his
breath. Years ago. it seemed. Sam
had lived in the town Of R%eadsboro,
Vt. and ran up and down the streets
with one suspender and a stone bruise,
and the kid that had run with him was
Mark Dennen. And Sam says he look
ed at this guy from the woods that
was running round crying to high
heaven be needed a guardian, and he
sees that sure enough It was the tow
head Mark Dennen and-Sam told me
something seemed to bust inside him,
and he wanted to stretch out his arms
and hug this guy.
MARX Dennen.' shouts Sam, a.
live. Of Readsboro. Vt. The kid |
used to play with under the arc lights
don't you remember meT
But Sam says the guy just looked
him straight in the eye and shut his
jaw and says. I suppose you'll be ask.
ing after my brother George nextY
"'You amt got any brother George.
you IDIOT! laughs Sam. He told me
he was thinking how he'd treat his
old friend Mark to q dinner that would
go down In history In Readsboro.
Mark. you old rascal he says. don't
you remember me? Don't you remem
Der little Sam Burns that used to play
andy over with you and that stole your
girl in 1892? Don't you remember the
old days in ReadsborOT He was all
het up by this time. Sam tells me. and
all the old memories came creeping
back. and be kept thinking he never
was 81 glad to run across anybody In
his life. You remember little sam
Burns. don't your he asks nee more.
But this guy just looks back into
Sans eye. with bis " cold as steel,
and he says. says he: You're pretty
clever. mister. but you don't fool me.
No. you don't come any games on
Mark Dennen.'
"'But. Mark says Sam. 4 swear to
you by all that's holy that I'm that
kid-I'm Sam Burns. What proof do
you want? Do you remember old Ed
Haywood that used to keep the drug
store RICH: across from the postoffice.
the guy that never washed his win
dows? do. And Miss Hunter. that
taught the sixth grade school when
we went there. a little woman with
washed out gray eyes and a broken
front tooth, and that pretty little girl,
Sarah somebOdy-wait a minute. Ill
get it or NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
Scott, you used to be so sweet on!
Did you marry her. Mark? And old
Lafe Perkins. who used to be on hand
whenever there was any repairs being
made Observation-Disclosures and a
cane and a high. squeaky voice that he
nsad to exercise giving orders about
things that wasn't any of his business.
Why. Mark. l remember 'em all. Good
Lord. man. says Sam, do you want
any more proofr
But this country blockhead just
looked Sam up and down and remarks
jpdtcious: It's certainly wonderful
how you know all these ~things-won-
derful. But you can't fool me- he
says. you can't fool Mark Dennen.'"
NJ. MAX paused in his narrative for
a moment. The sound of voices came
up from the Office of Baldpate inn.
One, that of the mayor, doomed loudly
and angrily. In an evident desire to
drown it Mr.. Max went on with spirit:
well. gentlemen. it got to be a point
NJ honor aa Won might aav for Sam IN