The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1914-09-17

had It good start when you left here"
II got home as sober as a judge" in
di@nantly denied jackson. IL never get
priled. and if did l wouldn't even
talk with my fingers"
Wallingford's own Judgment corrobo-
rated that. "The damage is done,
though" he concluded. 'From what
YOU say about keeping Collop and Tun-
nison in the dark. you won't need to
show that thousand to the boys. so you
might as we'll bring it back"
81 don't know where it is" Jackson
promptly Informed him. II hid it. Say!
1t bores me to sleep, anyhow, and
think I'll take an eye opener and dress
and come right up to see you. Well
cook up some kind of mess"
Wallingford, turning resignedly away
from the telephone, glared suddenly
in the direction of the pink bedroom.
''What in the name of heaven do you
call that noise?" he implored.
~ am singing" returned Blackie-
singing one of those sweet. soothing
old church hymns which come back to
me out OF my happy childhood days;
only get the darned thing tangled up
in the second line with slice out Of
my big song hit in The Lama's Goat
and have to start all over again every
time. That's what may make it seem a
shade similar to itself. but even the
attempt is uplifting. You ought to try
it, Jim. Suppose you take the bass, and
III sing it with you. Now! One, two,
three! Ready, sing"'
Wallingford was able to chuckle at
last, Us Blackie's clear voice in all
gravity began upon the good old
church hymn and he looked into the
pink bedroom. Blackie's eyes were
wide open, but he had not moved
muscle otherwise The door bell rang.
"That's my boy" stated Blackie.
LET him in, Jim, and tell him to fill
the tub with cold water and stuff the
buttons in my stiffest shirt, and lay out
my gray cravat and straight collar,
and shine my button shoes and get my
shaving kit ready, and hang fresh linen
in the bathroom and bring me cigar
cite and a match, and do any other
little thing you may think of. Aw,
hunt" and he yawned in prodigious
comfort.
Wallingford jerked open the door.
Now you start and IN tell you what
l want while you're going" he directed
the grinningly expectant boy who
stood there. II want some strong
coffee, two prairie oysters and this
mornings Record and don't want you
| %o1 %ho+ can6 q vvoifpr tn find
out what l want"
THE walters almost starting with
the coffee now.' the boy briskly as
sured him and was gone.
II begin to feel BETTER" observed
Wallingford, heading for the sideboard.
That's the only satisfactory interview
I've had this morning. Have drink
Of something. Blackie?"
Not me-" virtuously asserted Mr.
Daw. "Tobacco shall not stain my
lips nor rum defile my breath. l can't
remember the rest of it, but it had to
end in death. for that's the only word
that rimes with it. Appropriate. too
Jimmy. for everything ends in death
) or did when l went to church. Those
| happy, happy boyhood days. Why. j
> Rufus
: The rest of his speech was drowned
in the rush of cold water in the bath
t tub. Wallingford. making swift prep
arations for his own bath and shave
: was presently aware of agonized calls
from the still recumbent Blaclie an(
+ stepped to the door, brush in hand
| ,1,bo hn corll hnnr q hnvn tho p11Ch nj
. the water.
0 "Now what do you want?" he asked
4 81 want boy of my own" com
o planned Blackie "You used mine."
l. For answer to that Wellington
n snatched the covers from Blackie
t pulled that gentleman into the middl
l. of the floor and daubed his face wit
luther.
- my other eye might be jealous, bu
it isn't" remarked Blackie good nj
turedly and with one eye screwed shl
:. rushed for the bathroom, where, wit
t. out taking the trouble to remove b
It pajamas, he plunged into Wallin
t. ford's half filled tub. Thereupon, at
g er clearing his eye, he proceeded to r
g move his sleeping garments.
v That little affair restored Wallin
c. ford's equanimity perfectly. and b
u. hustled ahead with his shaving.
n Wallingford and Blackie We're bot
q fully dressed and in their right mint
l. upon the arrival of Charley Jackso
who had put on his laugh with b
IL clothes. Mr. Jackson vociferously i
sisted that Blackie change to viii
u apron and get busy, but Blackie d
clined, with great haughtiness, al
~ babe both gentlemen goodby.
"Where are you going?" asked Wa
- lingford in surprise.
~, ''To church, l told you," retort
- Blackie. 1.-The deep toned bells a
=, ringing. cannot stay away. spu
~ the hosts of evil, which poster me
STAY Brethren please sing" And