Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1914-10-17
CHAPTER XI-Continued.

~OIe lady hurted?" beamed this
cherubic parsonage.
NO, only tired out" lied Hill glibly.
I'll histe yer to a car" suggested
the man Never deserted a lady in
distress. Nopei"
o I'm afraid they wouldn't let us on
a car" exclaimed Hill. Are you 60
4ng downtown, by chance?"
No, I'm a-goin' a-purpose!" grinned
the man. Get in; I'll take yer fur es
I'm goin',''
Hill did not wait to be urged fur
fher. but carried Mia to the carriage
door. which the heavily muff1ed coach
man held open.
Easy there. with yer mai" the lat
ter warned him. Now jump in yer
self This heat is too fierce to lay
about in"
The horse, which had stood pas
eively under it's meager blanket for
hours, scarcely shifting a foot, now
scented the bear, and sided off a little.
its city-trained senses scarcely revolt
ing, yet finding in that unfamiliar odor
some warning of danger, and the two
men noted the action
What about the bear?" gasped HILL
From within the saloon came sounds
which indicated that Mickey had dis
covered the trick played upon him
Whoa, my baby!" roared the happy
cabby. Push the d-n bear insfde!"
In a moment it was done, not with
out protest from Mr.. Jones' And as
the bony horse, tossing his old head
about with many a suspicious sniff, set
off at tremendous pace, the window
of the saloon flew open to disgorge the
totund figure of Mickey, who shouted
an unintelligible threat, or command,
upon the snow-flled air.
At Twelfth street the cab came to
a sudden halt beside the curb, and the
driver. dismounting from the box.
opened the door and looked in.
This is where my stable is at" he
announced. Right down the block,
Guess you'll have ter git out. How's
yer map" he added solicitously, as
though to repair his rudeness in eject
ing them.
Pretty bad" said Hill. Gone off
again, I'm afraid
The cabby wrinkled up his face with
a perpiexed stare. and removing his
hat. scratched his head with one
heavily mittened hand.
81 really hadn't oughter." said he
-considerin' the hour and all, but
guess it's gotter be done. Where
abouts do you live?"
Little Jones street" said Hill. and
gave the number I've a bit of money
Could you get US around there. do Won
think?"
Well, said the cabby, Il might as
we'll make a night of it, 1 suppose
Take good care of yer ma, now. and
MI have yer home in a jiffyi''
Then he remounted the box. and
soon they were vending tortuous
way through the silent suualor OF
lower Greenwich village. They stopped
at last before tall tenement, a build
Ing of uncompromising ugliness, whose
Intricate network of fire escapes was
hung now with a fairy drapery O,
white.
Whining with disgust at being again
disturbed. Mr.. Jones jumped out
ciumsily, followed by Hill, who. with
the cabby's help. carried the uncon
scious Nita into the unlighted hallway
which gaped. sinister and forbidding
under the nethermost of the crowded
fire-escape balconies. Here Hill, one
arm about his charge. fumbled. in his
breast for his wallet. But the cabby
put up q restraining hand
Never mind the coinl" he laughed
-Youse need it more'n me. / guess
Better let the doctor take it; you're
a~goin' ter need ter call him inl Yel
seem all to the good, even If yer be
dagoesi"
You're a gentleman" exclaimed
Hill. holding out his hand Many
thanks for your Kindness You seem
very happy May I ask why? should
flke to congratulate you"