The star-independent. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1904-1917, 1915-04-22

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say that it was signed here on this
table us the young man says. only
know that there was a treaty. dc
wish you'd come and see the fire screen
I've found
Lets get this out Of our system
first" said her father. ''If you can
show me statistics and the proper
proof that this Is the genuine table.
young man. flr-
pray rest easy. sir" / said. 1--WE
can take it up later on. The facts
are
And this Pontius plate seat" in,
terrupted Rocksworth. biting OF the
end of fresh cigar-"what about It
Got a match?"
Get the gentleman match, Brit
ton." | said. thereby giving my valet
an opportunity to do his exploding inl
the pantry. Il can only affirm, sir.
that 1t is common history that Pontius
PLATE spent portion of bis exile here
In the sixth century. 1t is reasonable
to assume that he sat in this seat. be-
ing an old man unused to difficult stair
ways. He
Buy 1t. Orson." said his wife. with
authority. Wen take chance on It,
II it isn't the right thing we can sell 1t
to the secondhand dealers. What's the
price?"
"A thousand dollars to you. madam"
said |.
They were at once suspicious. While
they were busily engaged in looking
the seat over as the porters shifted 1t
about at all angles stepped over and
ordered my workmen to resume opera
tions.
"Herer' roared Mr.. Rocksworth.
"Stop this beastly noise! What the
deuce do you mean. sir. permitting
these scoundrels to raise the dead like
this?"
moved forward apologetically.
'sThey are raising the dead. The place
Is fairly alive with dead rats and
Good LordT gasped Riley-Wer
heimer. We'll get the bubonic plague
| here"
well. let's move on upstairs" said
Rocksworth. Addressing the porters,
be said you fellows get this lot OF
stuff together. and I'll take an option
| on it. I'll he over tomorrow to close
the deal. Mr.-Mr.- Now. where is
the old Florentine mirror the count
was telling US about?"
''The count?" said /, frowning.
"Yes. the real owner. You can't stun
me with your talk about being the
proprietor here, my friend. You see
We happen TO know the count"
They all condescended to laugh at
me. don't know what should have
turned with box of matches at that
instant
Almost simultaneously there appear.
ed in the lower hall lanky youth Of
eighteen.
Say. these clubs are the real stuff,
all right, all right. They're as brittle
as glass. See what / did TO 'em. We
can have EN- spliced and rewound,
and I'll hang 'em on my wall. ALI !
want is the heads anyhow"
He held up to view headless mid.
iron and brassie and triumphantly
waved a splendid cleek. My favorite
clubs! l could play better from a
hanging lie with that beautiful brassie
than with any club | ever owned,
and. as for the iron, was deadly
with 1t.
He lit a cigarette and threw the
match into pile of shavings. Old
Conrad returned to life at that instant
and stamped out the incipient blaze.
\ Il shouldn't consider them very good
clubs, Harold, If they break of like
that" said his mother.
What do you know about clubs?'
he snapped. and at once knew what
class he was in at the preparatory
school,
If was everSiike one of these. said
/ to myself. God rest the sage soul OF
my Uncle Rilas!
i The situation was no longer humor.
Gus. could put up with anything
but the mishandling OF my devoted
golf clubs.
I Striding up to him. | snatched the
remnants from his hands.
"You Internal cubr' roared.
Haven't you any more sense than to
smash a golf club like that? For two
cents I'd break this putter over your
head"
!, Father" be yelled Indignantly.
"wbo is this muckerF'
I Mr. Rocksworth bounced toward me.
his cane raised. whirled upon him.
How dare you?" be shouted. The
ladies sQuealed.
IL he expected me to cringe be was
nightly mistaken. Ny blood was up
I advanced.
'Paste him. dadr' roared Harold.
But Mr.. Rocksworth suddenly alter
ed his course and put the historic
treaty table between him and me. he
Gidn't like the appearance of my rath
er brawny fist
You big stiffr' shouted Harold
Afterward 1t occurred to me that thil
fnelegant appeliation may have beer
meant for his father. but at the timt
! took 1t to be aimed at me.
Before Harold quite knew what wa.
happening to him he was prancins
down the long hall with my hony in
gers grasping his collar. Coming Il
the door opening into the outer vesti