New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1915-02-07

oucrabo energy feeling certain that he would he
rewarded with a mighty splash Perspirnc, grunt-
ing vehemcntly, his back aching and all muscles
strained he progressed in short stages until the
big stone lay at the base Of tho caldrQn. lie
rested moment painting, then lifted the stone
and bending his shoulders for the heave that
would lift it over the rim, when sweet haunting
voice. close behind him, startled him cruelty.
How do you do, little gentleman"
Pcnrod squawked dropped the stone, and shout
ed, "Shut up, you dern fool" purely from in
stinct even before his about face made him aware
who had so spitcfuly addressed him.
Il was Marjorie Jones Always dainty, and
prettily dressed, she in speckless and starchy
white to-day, and a refreshing picture she made,
with the new-shorn and powerfully scented
Mitchy-Mtch clinging to her hand. They had
stolen up behind the toer, and now stood laugh
ing together in sweet merrimcnt
Penrod's heart instantly became as wax at sight
Of her and he would have offered her fair speech;
but. alas, in Marjories wonderful eyes there shone
a consciousness of new powers for his undoing,
and she denied him opportunity.
ooh, OH" she cried. hooking his panied cutlery
what way for little gentleman to talk! Little
gentlemen don't say wicked" -
"Nariore." Pcnrod, cnraged and dismayed, felt
himself stung beyond all endurance. Insult from
her was bitterer to endure than from any other.
Don't you call me that again."
why not, little gentleman"
He STAMPED his foot. "You better stop"
Marjorie sent into his furious face her lovely,
spteful laughter.
Little gentleman, little gentleman, little gen
tleman.o she said deliberately "How's the little
gentleman this afternoon? Hello, little gentle
man"
Pcnrod. quite beside himself, danced eccentric
ally DRY up" he howled. Dry up, dry up, dry
up. dry up
Mitchy-Mtch shouted with delight and applied
a finger to the side Of the cadron finger i'm
mcdiatcly snatched away and wiped upon hand
kcrchief by his fastidious sister.
little geamun!" said Mitchy-Mitch.
You better look OUT" Penrod whired upon
this small offender with grim satisfaction. Here
was at least something male that could without
dishonor be held responsible "You say that
again and I'll give you the worst
"You will mott" snapped Marjorie, instantly
vitriolic. Hell say just whatever he wants to,
and he'll say it as much as he wants to Say it
again, Mitchy Mtch'
little gellamun!" said Mtchy-Mitch promptly.
"Oh.yah!" Penrods tone production was be-
coming affected by his mental condition. "You say
that again, and ZIP
go on, Mitchy-Miteh," cried Marjorie. "He
can't do A thing. He don't dare Say it some
more. Mitchy-Mitch-sa it a whole lott"
Mitchy-M Mitch, his small. fat face shining with
confidence in his immunity, complied.
little gellamun!" he squeaked mslevolent!y
little gelamun! Tt.e gellsmun! Title CELIA
mum"
The desperate Penrod bent over the whiteweshed
rock. lifted it. and then-outdoing Porthos, John
Rdd and Ursus in miraculous burst OF
strength heaved it into the air.
Marjorie screamed.
But it was too late. The big stone descended
into the precise midst Of the csldron and Penrod
got his mighty splash. It far, far beyond
his expectations.
spontaneously there were grand and awful ef-
fects-vocanic spectacles Of nightmare and erup-
ton A black sheet Of eccentric shape rose out
Of the caldron and descended upon the three
children. who had no time to evade it.
After it fell Mtchy-Mitch, who stood nearest
the cadron was the thckest, though there was
enough for all. Bre'r Rabbit would have fed from
any OF them.
When Marjorie and Mtchy-Mitch got their
breath they used it vocally, and seldom have more
penetrating sounds issued from human Threats
Coincidentally Marjorie, quite baresark, laid
hands upon the largest sIlCh "lN"Ah LSoN" "''N
fell upon Penrod with blind fury. He had the
presence Of mind TO fee, and they went round
and round the caldron, while Mitchy- Mtch feeoly
endeavored to follow his appearance, in this pur-
suit. being pathetically like that Of bug fshed
out Of an ink we'll, alive, but discouraged.
Attracted BY the riot, Samuel Williams made his
appearance, vaulting a fence, and was Immediately
followed by Maurice Levy and George Bassett.
They stared increduously az the extraordinary
spectacle before them.
Little Gen-til-mun!" shrieked Marjorie, with
wild stroke that landed full upon Penrod's larry
cap.
"Oooch," blested Penrod.