The Glasgow courier. [volume] (Glasgow, Mont.) 1913-current, 1915-04-02

here belonged to Pontius PLATE in
Pardon me-" interrupted, Il
merely said that he sat In It. am not
trying to deceive you. SIR"
And the treaty was signed on this
table," said Mr.. Riley. Werkheimer. he
addressed himself to q plump young
lady with a distorted bust and a twen-
ty-two inch waist. "Maude. what do
you know about the Roman eutonic
treaty? Wen catch you now. my
friend" he wen On. turning to me.
my daughter is mp in ancient history.
She's an authority"
Miss Maude appeared to be racking
her brain. | undertook to assist her.
Il mean the second treaty, after the
fall Of Nuremburg." l explained.
oh" she said. instantly relieved.
WAS 1t really signed here. right here
in this hall? Oh, father, we must have
that tablet"
"You are sure there vas q treaty.
Maude:' demanded her parent accus
ingly.
Certainly" she cried. The Teu-
tons ceded .Alsace- Lorraine to-
Pardon me once more," l cried. and
this time l plead guilty to a blush.
you are thinking Of the other treaty
the one ut Metz. Miss Riley. Werkheim-
er. This, as you will recall. antedates
that one by-oh. several years."
THANK you," she said. quite con
d~escendingly. Il was confused tor a
aN,ouAnut ne oo,,won tothnR NQnf
say that it vas signed here on this
table as the young man says. only
know that there was a treaty. do
wish you'd rome and see the fire screen
I've found
Lets get this out Of our system
first" said her father. III you can
show me statistics and the proper
proof that this is the genuine table.
young man. ZIP
pray rest easy. sir" l said. I'VE
can take it up later on. The facts
are
And this Pontius PLATE seat in
terrupted Ro.kswortb. biting OF the
! Got a matchY"
Get the gentleman a match. Brit
ton." ! said. thereby giving my. valet
an opportunity to do his exploding IN
the pantry. Il can only affirm. sir.
that It is common history that POntius
Plate spent a portion Of his exile here
in the sixth century. 1t Is reasonable
to assume that he sat in this seat, be-
ing an old man unused to difficult stair
ways. He
Buy it. Orson," said bis wife. with
authority. Wen take a chance on It.
II it isn't the right thing we a sell it
to the secondhand dealers. What's the
priceY"
"A thousand dollars to you. madam"
said I.
They were at once suspicious. While
they were busily engaged in looking
the seat over as the pOrters shifted it
about at all angles | stepped yer and
ordered my workmen to resume opera
tons.
"Here!" roared Mr.. Wordsworth.
stop this beastly noise! What the
deuce do you mean. sir, permitting
these scoundrels to raise the dead like
this?"
| moved forward apOlOgetically.
"'They are raising the dead. The place
is fairly alive with dead rats and
Good Lord:!" gasped Riley Werk
heimer. Wen get the bubonic plague
here"
"Well. let's move on upstairs" said
Rocksworth. Addressing the porters
he said: You fellows get this lot Of
stuff together. and III take an option
on it. III he yer tomorrow to close
the deal. Mr.-Mr.- Now. where is
the old FlOrentine mirror the count
was telling us about:"
THE cOunt:" said |, frOwning.
YES, the real owner. You can't stuff
me with your talk about being th'
proprietor here, my friend. You see
we happen to know the count
They all cOndescended to laugh a
me. don't know what l should have
said or done if Britton had not re
turned With a box Of matches at tha
instant.
Almost simultaneously there appear
ed in the lower hall a lanky youth .
eighteen.
Say. these clubs are the real STUFF
all right. all right. They're as brittl
as glass. See what | did to EN-. W
can have 'em spliced and rewound
and I'll hang 'em OH my wall, All
want is the heads anyhow"
He held up to view a headless mid
iron and brassie and triumphantl
waved IL splendid cleek. My favorit
clubs! | could play better from
hanging lie with that beautiful brassi
than with any club | ever owned
and. as for the iron. | was dead
with it.
He lit a cigarette and threw tn
match into a pile Of shavings. VI
Conrad returned to life at that instan
and stamped out the %incipient blaze.
II shouldn't consider them very goo
clubs, Harold, if they break of iik
that" said his mother.