Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1915-06-21

you would b. sorry, TOT when tDen>
birdcages arc sold ~ shall consadee
Pinky county supplied and shalt buy
no more" IS
.But haven't any bird.- she =,
planned
"You novef know when you're coins
to have . Bird" argued Blackis with
panied earnestnesa Some dear friend
b likely to make you present OF a
bird at any moment. and then you
might have to drive over to Pinkyville
for birdcase. or even. II you were ~
q hurry, send In to Sam Bludgeon's Ton
one, and where could you get bird
cage like this for 80 cen1r
The triumphant moment having ar
rived. be switched the glittefing Object
from under the counter and held q
temptingly before her eyes
A family from Leggsts Run came in
the oldest girl still reading the whole
sale price list handful, and made Z
straight line for the 1annelette pile. and
from that moment Pinky county began
to congregate, with Increasing mum.
bers and enthusiasm. In Jen PurU'a
former wagon shel
At 10 O'Clock Paul Poilet begun q
pile boxes and barrels out In front Al
the edge of the road. and on each one
he tackled sign. Full This Morning,
Emptied BY Wholesale" By midafter'
noon :Jeff and Mrs Purity and Mushy
had Joined the clerical force and by
evening the interior Ut that store look.
ed as empty AZ a puppy's milk plate,
while Blackie positively beamed with
satisfaction. There wasn't . birdcags
left in the house.
Nov I'm going to have some pink
silk pajamas In the order we send in
tonight" be declared. Jim wouldn't
let me have them last week. but he
didn't even want me to have any bird.
cages"
Late that night Sam Bludgeon. made
ferocious by the days tumble In bis
fortunes. tried to incite the wilder
members Of his barroom crowd to 80
over and clean up the Wallingford 4
Daw intrusion on his domain. bot
when he picked himself out from
among the broken glassware he de
cided that even men IN their cups are
familiar with percentages. and that
the principle Of personal profit - The
very last thing Of which they lose con.
sciousnesA
Old Doc Tut pushed WaIlingford's
shoulders gently but firmly back on to
bis pillows. 'Now. you lie still." be
ordered IN the sternest voice Of which
professional authority Is capable. do
you want that knee to be crooked for
iifeT'
"Yes!" roared waIlingford. rising 10
one elbow. ia rather i've with Q
crooked knee than die here. II ron
touch that knee again I'll have Jour
hearts blood The last time I thrsat.
ened TO get ont OF bed you beots Il
open and put some pepper In Il Black
lie! Oh. Blackie! Give this big butcher
Sc and tell him to 60 70 and nsvse
come back"
In an inadvertent moment Old Doc
Tut turned to locate Biackie. and In
that moment large gentleman. clad
In tan silk pajamas with lavender
frogs. pumped out Of bed and landed
on both feet with lhud HIS dght
foot jerked up. He slammed his right
foot on the door His right knee hurt
him like sixty. and once more, this
time swearing. hs stamped hts right
foot.
"Hurt. confound your 10 swoes at
It you've kept me In bed two weeks.
and now I'm going TO hurt you all I
darn please" and. lifting up his left
heel, be kicked himself on the right
knee to Biackie's huge delight and
approval.
Get back in that ped!= yeiiei Old
Doc Tut. panic stricken at his impend-
ing loss. ana be pushed suddenly
against Wailingford's shoulders with
both bands
Wallingford, however. had reached
the point of deathless detanca
Throwing both arms around the Durly
body OF his tormentor. he made q
quick turn. and the two fat men sway
cd and strained against the edge Of the
bed, while Blackie Daw shouted glad
encouragement impart1ally to both
contenders.
Walungford. grunting with the exer.
don. threw all his weight into final
mighty push. Old Doc Tut felt him.
self slipping. grabbed wildly and bar
vested a handful OF prisms from the
hanging lamp; then the two Of them
went back on the bed With . dull
splintering thud. followed by the hang.
ing lamp Three Stats gave way un.
der that mighty impact The mattress
and the feather tick went through. and
there in that wild tangie OF bedding
]. Rufus Wallingf0rd. who had ever
counted discretion the better part OF
valor, deliberately punched Old Doc
Tut In the exact center OF hts appe-
tite.
Get me out OF thisr' be beloved 10
his pleased audience. II want that
car ready to leave this Internal cross
roads tonightr'
Twenty minutes later. while Wal.
,ingford was dressing with the as
sistance Of Pau! and Old Due Tut had
driven rapidly on to Iinkyvilie for the
sheriff. Pete Purity rejoined Blackie In
the store, where he was 1t work On Q
large new sign.
Jaw. Rlackie." she protested. tits
all overt I'm awful sorry
"1t has been fun. hasn't II partnerf'
be admitted. reaching out ~ pat bel
on the plump shoulder. but never NOV
ing bis eyes from the artistic task.
I'm going to mise It 70 much III