Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1915-06-05
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thkfE. -rnsd 70 No 10 your old
paztner: didn't ysur'
Jaw, cut II, Jim Jamsr' protested
Sieve "You got yours. an let's be
friends. We got 70 get more in the
nornin'."
Rusty 1ailf' scorned Jones. leaning
forward and glaring through bis red
dened eyes. '@Tha's what you tried to
put mo OF with. Rusty nail! An you
tried to put me OF O. the Job. an let
you spade up the whole Bunker front
yard yourself. u that equality and
brothoehood1'
Pinky Slump exchanged startled
glance with Nike. Rhubarb Jennings
loa1ed over closer to, the table. There
were q dozen thirsty regulars at the
bar, the entire leisure element Of the
growing little town. and they were all
busy drinking. at the expense Of the
two lucky ones.
Jaw. cut it. Jim Jamsw pleaded
Sieve
"Jamesr' corrected the other. smack
ing his list inaccurately on the edge of
the table. james ]. Jones. an that
goes. Rusty nails, eh? Look here. Sieve.
this u what I'm goin' to do with you.
You're soin' to stay homo tomorrow.
an I'm goin' to spade up the rest o
that Bunker front yard myself. Tha's
because you tried 70 do me-"
Pinky Slump walked quietly out Of
the rear door. Rhubarb Jennings ne
garded his going thouehtfully. and FOL
bowed. There seemed strange thrill
of intensity IN the room. Nike took
OF his apron and handed It to his bar
tender.
Fifteen minutes afterwlrd Sieve
Bascom and James ]. Jones were left
IN unintesrupeed conversation. With
only q nervous bartender 10 wait on
them. Tho bartender turned them out
sodden In walking sleep. half n hour
before closing time and sailed forth
to borrow q spade and a lantern. There
was none to be had.
Poplarville suddenly burst from OBJ
security and elbowed it's way into def
mite location on the map. ]. Rufus Wal
lingford. waiting for just that transfer
nation, grabbed all the papers from the
newsstand and caught the drst train.
driven by the stern necessity Of pro-
tectng his property. At the station he
wired Blackie Daw to close up his
deal in Ironburgh and come on. Then
b climbed into the train and surround
cd himself with entertaining infoema-
ton. A mtser stoey always finds tn
way to the front page, and the New
York eoErespoudsot IN Poplarvfls had
sssysously creative mind which was
attuned to the safe and conservative
haEnonv q only loo per cent sxas-
geEadon. ID
The grounds Of tho recently defunct
Jonathan Bunker had proved 10 be q
veritable gold mine, and the citizens
Of Poplarville had gone money mad.
Fabulous deposits Of yellow coin had
been unearthed at every spadeful, and
untold wealth had suddenly come upon
families that had been poor for gen.
erations. A thousand dollars had been
unearthed from the roots Of an old
rosebush; another thousand had been
concealed beneath the flooring Of the
platform; fortune had been discov-
cred In the corner OF the long unused
dog kennel; In the rotted front gate
post had been found the price Of q
farm, and Wallingford AZ he devoured
these and smaller glowing details adj
mired the mental resources Of a writ
er who could turn an exact 500 worth
Of gold and silver coin into such IN In
exhaustibIe Golconda.
The best was yet to come, however.
for, after having detailed these few
simple facts. the budding genius, with
loud PUNK, fell back ON Ids imagi-
nation, and, though hemmed In By the
absence Of display type, narrated in q
free running, ball bearing lie how the
worthy citizens had staked out claims
in the front yard, the back garden. the
stony hllsides and the meadow and
how this morning they were feverish-
~ buying and selling shares in these
claims on Flagpole square.
Pausing to give the tension spring ON
his typewriter another twist, the glee-
full surgling correspondent had manu-
featured q gaudy life history for the
secretive old Jonathan and incidental
~ mentioned that the historic old man
sion, provided on the spot with ro-
nance Of the Revolutionary war, one
Of the civil war and with q ghost, was
a repository Of priceless antique fur
ndture dating from the landing Of Co
lumbus, the whole now being owned
BY one ]. Rufus Wallngford, world
famous connoisseur and antiquarian.
On the arrival Of Mr.. Wallingford
wholesale arrests were expected.
Edited, instructed and improved By
this Intellectual treat. Wallingford
stepped from the train at Poplarville
and ran straight into an eager young
chap with straw colored hair AID gold
trimmed glasses.
sThis II Mr.. WalhngfoCd, I believe"
said the young chap before the porter
had set down that eminent connois-
seur and antiQuarian's grips.
Wallngford clutched him warmly b.
The hand and viewed him with thank
admiration. "You'rs The ysang nan
who whites for the New YsEk p1C l =
hs correctly guessed What's yosr
nausf
paul PolleE."
'That cinchss it." chueAlsd Walllng.
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