The Lynden tribune. [volume] (Lynden, Wash.) 1908-current, 1915-09-23

upon reptlllan Diet
Suddenly Penrod decided that It was
time to go home.
CHAPTER XIII.
Brothers of Angels.
INDEED, DOCTOR" said Mrs. Scho-
field. with agitation and pro-
found conviction. just after 8
O'Clock that evening. II shall al
ways believe in mustard plasters-mus-
tard plasters and hot water bags If it
hadn't been for them l don't believe
he'd have lived till you got here-I do
notw
Margaret" called Mr.. Schofield from
the open door of bedroom, Margaret
where did you put that aromatic am
monia? Where's Margaret?"
But he had to find the aromatic spir-
its of ammonia himself, for Margaret
was not In the house. She stood in the
shadow beneath a maple tree near the
street corner, guitar case in her hand,
and she scanned with anxiety briskly
approaching figure. The arc light.
swinging above, revealed this figure as
that Of him she awaited. He was pass
ing toward the gate without seeing her,
when she arrested him with fatefuI
whisper.
"Bobr'
Mr.. Robert Williams swung about
hastily. why. Margaretr'
Here. take your guitar" she whis-
pered hurriedly. Il was afraid if ia
Their happened to find it he'd break it
all to pieces!"
what fory' asked the startled Rob-
ert.
Because I'm sure he knows it's
yours"
But what
"Oh, Bob" she moaned, 81 was wait
Ing here to tell you. was so afraid
you'd try to come in
Try exclaimed the unfortunate
young man. quite dumfounded. Try
to come
"Yes. before | warned you. I've beer
waiting here to tell you, Bob. you
mustn't come near the house. If i
were you I'd stay away from even this
Observation-Disclosures away! For awhile
don't think 1t would be actually safe
for
Margaret. will you please
Its all ON account of that dollar
you gave Penrod this morning." she
walled. First he bought that horri.
BILE concertina that made papa so furl-
GUS
But Penrod didn't tell that r.
"Oh, wait." she cried lamentably.
Listen! He didn't tell at lunch. but
he got home about dinner time In tlo
most-well. I've seen pale people be-
fore, but nothing like Penrod. Nobody
could imagine it-not unless they'd
seen him. And he looked so strange
and kept making such unnatural faces
and at first all he would say was that
he'd eaten a little piece of apple and
thought 1t must have had some mi
crobes on 1t. But he got sicker and
sicker, and we put him to bed. and
then we all thought he was going to
die. and, of course. no little piece OF
apple would have-well. and he Kept
getting worse. and then he said he'd
had dollar. He said he'd spent 1t for
the concertina. and watermelon. ana
chocolate creams, and llcorice sticks.
and lemon drops, and peanuts. and
jaw breakers, and sardines, and rasp
berry lemonade. and pickles. and pop
corn. and ice cream, and cider. ana
was a sausage in his
pocket. and mamma says his jacket Is
ruined-and cinnamon drops. and waf-
nes. and he ate four or five lobster GRO
QUOTES at lunch-and papa said. who
gave you that dollarT Only he didn't
saw who. He said something horri-
BILE. Bob! And Penrod thought he was
going to die. and he said you gave IL
to him. and, oh, 1t was just pitiful to
hear the poor child. Bob, because he
thought he was dying. you see. and he
blamed you for the whole thing. He
said IL you'd only let him alone and
not given 1t to him he'd have grown
M TO be a good man. and now he
couldn't! never heard anything so
baortrending. He was so weak he
could hardly whisper, but he kept try
ing to talk, telling us over and over u
was all your fault"
Tn rho darkness Mr.. Williams facial
expression could not be seen. but MS
voice sounded hopeful.
as he-is he still In great deal OF
pain?"
"They say the crisis is past said
uarraret. but the doctors still up
there He said 1t was the acutest case
~ Indigestion he had ever treated In
the whole course of bis professiona