Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-05-27

laugh once mo:e, but it was Fourth of
July again for Dan.
1T isn't any blankety-blank laugh.
ing matter" he called back. Hes
one of my witnesses and don't want
to lose him. Lost witnesses enough
already" Furiously.
well, why don't you get him out?'
said Bob with a gratifed smoker
II tried to. but that blankety-blank
station house man Is blank bullet
head and the blankety detectives In
sist he shall be held. as they saw him
looking through window. What
want you to do is to come down to
the village and help get him out.
"Me?" said Bob loftily. me help
get him out?"
Eyes, you can acknowledge he was
after you, an escaped patient
Where is he now?" asked Bob.
Cell"
well. you tell the station man for
me that he had better put him in a
padded room. Ha. hal And Bob
hung up the receiver.
But almost Immediately the bell
rang again.
"Hello!" said voice. 1t was the
telephone operator. rs Mr.. Bennett
still there? Oh! Well, there's a party
on the long distance wants to speak
to you"
Hello; that you, Bob?" came in
far-away accents.
"It's me. Who are your
Dad"
! "Oh, hello. dad!" Bob tried to make
his voice joyful.
| 81 called you up to tell you I caught
ffty-seven FOUNDER. Thought you'd
like to congratulate me-
Bob did.
THEY'VE made me a member Of the
Plus Piscatorials-swell club down
here" continued dad jubilantly. and
again Bob did the congratulating act.
"By the way, how's hustling? went
on dad.
'I'm hustling all right"
That's good. Well, good-by, son.
I'll be short of funds presently, but
that doesn't worry me. I'm having
the time Of my life. By-by, dear boy"
"By-bye. dad, dear"
Hold on. Mr.. Bennett" It was the
telephone operator once more. There's
another party that's bound to speak to
YOU. and take it from me 1 don't like
the sound Of his voice. hope he isn't
like that first party that was talking
to you What US poor girls has to
put up with is something shameful,
and All right Go ahead"
"This is Dickie,' said voice "Say.
you leave my girl alone. I've heard
of your goings-on."
"Who told your" asked Bob. THAT
peeping Tom? That maniac-medico?'
Il told you before I was going to
marry her. You keep off the prem
ises II you know what Is good for
YOU" Dickie was so mad he was
childish.
mo, you're not going to marry her"
said Bob.
"You-you don't mean to say you're
engaged to herr" camc back In chok-
ed tones.
"No. She's only my jolly little pal:
But she thinks lot of what tell
her and I'll pick out real man for
her some day. You aren't GOOD
enough. A chap that will punch an
other chap when he can't defend him.
self isn't the chap for jolly little pal. !"
81 didn't punch you when you
couldn't defend yourself" said Dick1e
Indignantly.
I'm the one to know. You gave it
to me all right, and thereby settled
YOUR chances with her. Do you think
I'd let girl like her marry a chap
| like you?, Why, you might come home
and beat your wife. You're capable
Of it. refuse my consent absolutely.
shall advise her to have nothing
whatever to do with you
Dickie couldn't speak and Bob lett
him in state of coma. This time
Bob was suffered to leave the tele.
phone booth. He was awfully glad
thew had the maniac-medico locked
ND. Maybe he would get cute little
room with a cunning little window,
and maybe there'd be landscape?
Rut there wouldn't be any flowers.
Inst at this moment the tempera-
mental little thing hurried up 10 BOD
in a state of great agitation. He saw
that something serious had happened.
'... CHAPTER Xxx.
Hand Reading
Did you get rid Of it," he asked
hurriedly.
II did not" she gasped. That mean
old monocle man wouldn't let me.
He's Just kept his eye on me every
moment. When went upstairs. ne
followed. There he is now. See how
he's watching us. Oh, what shall !
do, if they find me with it?
"c;vo II TO me- said Bob.