New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1914-07-01

have no imagination"
II ain't!'
Perfectly right-you haven't. If
you point with pride to that wild fight
of fancy which identified Molly Les
sing with Marian Blessington. George.
your position is las you yourself would
say untenable. 1t wasn't Imagination
it was fact"
MOI George calculated. us that
eight? What'd I tell you? Say, what
cha been doin' with yourself all night.
r. 81"
1--WE been day of days-ing myself,
George
"Ah. can the kiddin', P. s. Come
through! Whadja do?'
Call me Perceval," P. Sybarite sug-
gested pleasantly.
WHAT"
Let it be Perceval hereafter. George,
always. | give you free permission"
but ! thought you said
$50 l did-a few hours ago. Now l
well. rather like it. 1t makes all
the difference who calls you that sort
Of name first and what her voice is
like"
Zone of u.s. George protested with
profound conviction. lis plumb loony
in the headr'
"It's me-" said p. Sybarite humbly:
II admit it. And the worst Of it is,
like it! So would you if you'd been
through day of days.
George let that pass. For the mo-
ment he was otherwise engaged in
vain speculation as to the appearance
of a phenomenon rather rare in the
calendar of that West Thirty eighth
street boarding house.
A telegraph boy, weary with the
WEAKNESS Of not less than forty sum-
mers, was shutting in at the gate.
"Sa-ay!" he called. with the asperity
of ingrained ennui. Either of youse
guys know guy named Perceval
Sybarite It lives here?"
Silently P Sybarite held out his
hand. took the greasy little book in it's
black oilslzin binding, scrawled his sig
nature in the proper blank and receiv-
ed the message in it's sealed yellow en-
velope.
wait" he commanded calmly. eying
the messenger with suspicion.
Watts eatin' you? Is they nan
swer?"
''They amt no answer P: Sybarite
admitted.
well. whatcha want? got no time
to stick round here kiddin'.''
Zone moment of your valuable time
believe you delivered message at
the Monastery apartments in Forty
third street this morning.
well, an what # l did?"
"Only this
P. Sybarite extracted an immense
roll of bills from his pocket, transfer
red it to his other hand. delved deeper.
and eventually he produced single
twenty dollar gold piece.
Take this" he said, tossing it to the
boy with princely nonchalance. Its
the last of lot. butts yours
what for?'' the messenger demand
ed in amazement.
THAT you'll never know" said P.
Sybarite. Nov run along before
come to-"
In the shadow Of this threat the mes
senger fed precipitately.
P. Sybarite rose. yawned and smiled
benignantly upon George Bross.
''I'm off to bed-was only waiting
for this message" he announced; "but
before go-tell me: how much mon
ey does Violet think you ought to be
earning before you're eligible for the
matrimonial stakes?"
''She said somethin' oncet about fif-
ty per-" George remembered gloomily.
"It's yours-doubled," p Sybarite
told him. Tomorrow you will resign
from the employ of Whigham & VIM
per and go to Blessington's to enter
their shipping department at hum
dred a week. and if you don't earn it
may God have mercy on your wretch
ed soul!'
George rose very suddenly.
"I'll go send for the DOCTOR" he an
noUaced
]
| dropped a OBTAINING hand upon his
arm. '.You and Violet are invited to
dinner tonight-at the Hotel Plaza,
Don't be alarmed. You needn't dress:
We'll dine privately in Marian's apart
ment
''Marian!"
Miss Blessington ~ Molly Leasing
that was"
Honest" said George sincerely. II
don't know whether to think you've
gone bughouse or not You've always
been bit queer and foolish in the
bean. but never since I've. known
Iyou''- Il
And after dinner" p. Sybarite pur-
sued evenly. you're going to attend
a very quiet little wedding party hi
Whose, for Gods sake ?''
"Marian's and mine. and the only