The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-01-30
RIGHT IN same PLACE
BY r. X. THOMPSON.
(Copyright.)
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Locked out!
At midnight!

At midnight!
In this predicament Mr.. Googe
found himself after a search, carried
on as he stood in front of his dark
ened and deserted residence. for his
keys, which were nowhere upon his
person.
Even in the instant of discovery
that they were missing, he knew where
they were.
By the mockery Of fate. the keys
were even now safely reposing in the
pocket of the trousers he had changed
from that Notwithstanding in his
bedroom closet inside the house be-
fore which he stood helpless to en-
ter
Mr.. Googe's family we're away for
the summer. The servants, too
every one-so he was in a nice fix!
Without enough cash in his pock-
ct to pay for a nights lodging in q
decent hotel! And without the physi-
cal ability to endure a night spent
on a park bench!
He must get into the house without
his keys, some way-somehow.
Every window was impossible,
from the ground up The basement's
were protected by shields of iron
wire. Those on the first floor, near
the top of the stoop. were locked. He
knew, for he had locked them.
Only the breaking of pane would
permit his entrance here. And Mr..
Googe disliked to think Of smashing
one of those eighteen-dollar panes OF
plate glass.
Suddenly he started, under the in.
spirational slap on the back Of his
mind by an idea.
Mr.. Googe had remembered that
the lock on a kitchen window at the
rear of the house was broken.
II he could surmount the high board
fence which walled in his lot from
the sidewalk, go through the vacant
ground, climb over his backyard
fence, and literally bump into the wall
Of his kitchen, he could open the
window with the providential lock Of
disrepair.
In the excess of his impotence at
the obstacle of the impressive, wooden
barrier in his path to his comfortable
bed. Mr.. Googe lifted his ivot and
kicked it viciously in the Stats.
Whereupon, to his wide-eyee a.,
prise, a strip of board fell away. q
yard above the spot where the blow
of his foot struck, forming a most
excellent open step in the hitherto
unassailable wall.
Two minutes later, at the cost Of
all his vest-buttons, the managing Of
every cigar in his pockets, the bark
ing of one shin, the instantaneous
growth Of two water-blisters in his
palms, and the loss Of all his wind
the red-faced, disheveled, painting ant
putting gentleman attained the top Of
the fence
For a precarious moment he hud
died there-slipped-and fell on all
tours in the rank weeds inside the
vacant lot!
Instantly he rose and. brushing
what mud and clinging burs from
his now dilapidated clothes that he
could, he tramped over tin cans and
coal-ashes, through the Stygian black
ness of the lot, in the direction he
thought would lead him to his own
back yard.
And then, finding the window with
the broken lock, he lifted the sash
and-was at last in his home
Fifteen minutes later, his strength
partially recuperated after a much
needed rest, he remembered some
thing.
II was a letter from his family
which he had been expecting for two
or three days.
Had II come? he wondered. II he
hadn't been worried over not hearing
from his wife and grown children fol
forty-eight hours. 1t is doubtful IL Mr.
Googe would have been stirred t.
make the effort just then of goins
down to the basement mail-box t.
look for II.
But he did go downstairs.
And there. through the peep-hole II
the letter-box fastened to the outsid,
of the grille-work basement doc
which he opened. he saw that the LEI
ter was there.
Reaching down into the vestibul'
of the doorway. he took down the kew
With It In his hand. he stepped GU
fr.>- the areaway t;-unf.-Ian the hey