The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1915-07-22

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filled the lantern. striking a match to
lllumine the operation. Then he lit the
lantern and hung 1t upon a nail against
the wall. The sawdust floor was slight
ly impregnated with oil, and the open
lame quivered In suggestive proximity
to the side Of the box; however, some
rather deep charrings OF the plank
against which the lantern hung offered
evidence that the arrangement was by
no means n new one and indicated at
least a possibility OF no fatality oc-
curing this time.
Next Penrod turned up the surface
Of the sawdust in another corner of the
which We're half a dozen cigarettes
made Of hayseed and thick brown
wrapping paper, a lead pencil, an
eraser and a small notebook labeled:
English Grammar. Penrod Scho-
field. Room 6. Ward School Nomber
Seventh"
The first page Of this book was pure
~ academic, but the study Of English
undefiled terminated with a slight jar
at the top Of the second: Nor must
an adverb be used to modif'-
Immediately followed:
HAROLD RAMoREZ THE ROAD
AGENT OR WILD LIFE AMONG
THE ROCKY MTS."
And the subsequent entries In the
book appeared to have little concern
u-ith DN~,, A. yI-,..l CIo.I r~tz
Seventh.
The author of Harold Ramorez,"
etc, lit II Of the hayseed cigarettes,
seated himself comfortably, with his
back against the wall and his right
shoulder just under the lantern, ele-
waited his knees to support the note
book, turned to a blank page and wrote,
slowly and earnestly:
Chapter THE SIXTH"
He took a knife from his pocket, and,
broodingly, his eyes upon the inward
emDryos Of vision, sharpened his pen
ell. After that he extended a foot
and meditatively rubbed Dukes back
with the side Of his shoe. Creation,
with Penrod, did not leap, full armed,
from the brain; but finally he began
to produce. He wrote very slowly at
first, and then with increasing rapid
ity, faster and faster, gathering mo-
mentum and growing more and more
fevered as he sped, till at last the true
fire came, without which no lamp of
real literature may be made to burn.
NJ Nvttn@- -ozAal &c. III. 1890 49, 49,.
hero had him covred and soon said Well
l guess you don't come any of that on
me my friend.
Well what makes you 30 sure about II
sneered the other biting his lip so saw
ageley that the blood ran You are moth
ing but a comon Roadagent any way and
l do not propose to be bafed by such.
Ramorez laughed at this and KEEP Mr..
Wilson covred by his ~ottomatick.
Soon the two men were struggling to-
gether In the deathroes but soon Mr.. Will
son got him bound and gagged his mouth
and went away for awhile leavi ouI
hero, 1t was dark and he writhd at his
bonds writhing on the floor vile the rats
came out Of their holes and bit him and
vermin got ak over him from the floor
Of that helish spot but soon he manged &c
push the gag out Of his mouth with the
end Of his toungeu and got all his bonds
of
Soon Mr. Wilson came back to tant him
with his helpless condition flowed by his
gang of detectives and they said Oh look
at Ramorez sneering at his plight and
tainted him with his helpless condition
because Ramorez had put the bonds back
SOS he would look the same but could
throw them off him when he wanted to
Just look at him now sneered they. To
hear him talk you would thought he was
hot et,,pH a~A thA,y Ia Y A@l "a 1t- @..
hin that was going to do so much, Oh
/ would not like to be In his fix
Soon Harold got mad at this and jump
ed up with blasting eyes THROWN off his
bonds like they were air Ha Ha sneered
he ! guess you better not talk so much
next time. Soon there flowed another
awful struggle and sieZin his ottomatick
back from Mr. Wilson he shot two Of the
detectives through the heart Bing Bling
went the cttomatick and two more went
TO meet their Maker only two detectives
left now and SO he stabbed one and the
scondrel went to meet his Maker for now
I our hero was lighting for his very life.
1t was dark in there now for night had
fallen and a terrible view met the eye
Blood was just all over everything and
the rats were eatin the dead men.
Soon our hero manged to get his back
to the wall for he was fighting for his
very life now and shot Mr. Wilson through
the abdomen oh said Mr. Wilson
Mr. Wilson stagerd back vile oaths soil
In his lips for he was in pain Why you
pup you sneered he I will get you yet
Harold RamDrez
The remainin sconCrel had an ak which
he came near our heros head with but
missed him and remand stuck in the wall
Our heros ammunition was exhaused what
was he to do, the remanin scondrel would
soon get his ak lose SO our hero sprung
forward and bit him till his teeth met In
the fech for now our hero was fighting
for his very life At this the remanin
scondrel also cursed and swore vile oaths
oh sneered he - you Harold Ramorez
what did you bite me for Yes sneered
Mr. Wilson also and he has hot me In
the ABDOMEN too
Soon they were both cursin and reviln
him together Why, sneered they what
did you want to injure US for Why, you
Harold Ramorez you have not got any
sence and you think you are SO much but
you are no better than anybody else
Soon our hero could stand thisn no longer
If you could learn to act like gentlmer
said he ! would not do any more to you
now and your low vile expressions have
not got any effect on me only to injure
your own self when you go to meet your
Make Oh / guess you have had enogt
&C. ore day and / think you have learned
a lesson and Will not soon atemp to beard
Harold Ramorez again so with a ~tantine
1911 III - a-1 ell