The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1915-01-17

That's where he belongs. Ia nave
given ten acre II he could have drawn
a bead on that elk himself. Riddles
behind a "A winchester and that old
buck browsing to wtndward'-and he
nodded at the elk's head-"woud have
made the village Mayor sit up and think.
What a picturesque liar you were,
FNdNes"-here the point of the tack
was pressed into the plaster with
Marny's fat thumb-"and what good
for nothing, breezy, lovable vagabond"
-(Bang! Bang Hammer at play
now)-"you could be when you tried.
THERE"
Marry stepped back and took IN the
stuffed heard and wide branched antlers
of the magnificent ELK give feet six
from skull to tips) and the small, partly
faded miniature of young man in
student cap and high collared coat.
] waited and let him run on. II Is
never wise to interrupt Marry. He will
lose dhe thread of his talk II you do,
and Enough he starts off Immediately
on another lead, and one perhaps,
equahy graphic, he has left you sus-
pended i'm midair so far as Ihe tale you
were getting interested in is concerned.
WAC Riddles was and why his Honor
the Mayor should sit up and think;
why too the miniature of the young
mainland he was young and remark
ably good looking, as | well knew, hav-
ing seen the picture many times before
an mis- mantel-should now be suspended
below the elk's head would come out in
time IL posened my ear flaps and but
toned up my tongue, but not II l re-
Versed the operation.
"Ah, you young fraud" he went on
the position Of both head and miniature
pleased him now-"do you remember the
time | hauled you out from under the
table when the hucksters were making
a dOormat of your back; and the time
I washed you off at the pump, and
what YOU said to the gendarme, and
No you never remembered anything.
You'd rather sprawl out on the grass
or make eyes at Gretchen or the land
lady-fifty. If she was a day-maybe
fifty-five and yet she fell In love" (this
last was addressed directly to me; it
had been reminiscent before that, fired
at the ceiling, at the hangings in his
sumptuous studio, or the fire cracking
on the heartily, fell in love with that
tramp-a boy Of %, mind YOU An!
but what a rounder ne was!
such a trim, well knit figure; so light
and nimble on has feet; such a pair OF
eyes in his had leaking tears one
minute and laslying hate the next. And
his mouth! tried but couldn't paint
it-nobody coud-so I did his profile
one OF those curuing, seductive mouths
you sometimes see on a man, that
uuivers when he smiles, the teeth
cleaning between the moist lips"
| had lassoed a chair with my foot
l,raa eraA f1a
fire and had settled myself in another.
Funny name, though, for a German,
remarked carelessly-quite as if the
fellows patronymic had already formed
part of the discussion.
Had TO call him something for short,
Marry retorted. "Feudels- Simmer was
wha, they called him in Rosengarten-
Wilhelm Feudels- Simmer / tried al
of it at first. then bit off the Simmer
and then the Wilhelm and ran hin
along on Feudels for while; then II
got down to Fuddes and at last to Fid'
dles and there it stuck.
Jus, fitted him too. All he wanted
was a bow, and / furnished that
enough of the devils rosin to set hin
going-and out would roll jigs, lullabies
fandangoes erenades-anything yol
wanted-anything to which his mooc
tempted him.
Marry had settled into his chair nov
and had stretched his fat legs dowar'
the blaze his middle distance completed!
filling the space between Che arms. IL
had pushed himself over many ledg
with this same pair Of legs and on THU
same rotundity, his hand on his Win
chester, before his first ball crashe
through the shoulder Of the big ell
whose glass eyes were now looking
down upon Riddles and ourselves-an'
he would do it again on another Oh
horn when the season opened. Ho
wouldn't have thought so had yo
dropped in upon us and scanned hi
waist measure, but then of course 20
don't know Marry.
Again Marny's eyes rested for mo
ment on the miniature, then he went on
1--WE were about broke when I painte
IT. There was a fair of some sort
the village and l got an old frame fo
half a mark in a pawBshop, borrowed
coat from Fritz, the stableman squeeze
Riddles into it, stuck a students cap o
his head, made il look a hundred year
old-the frame was all Of that-an
. tried to sell it as a portrait OF Gen
leman of the Last Century but
wouldn't work. Fiddles's laugh gave
away. Looks like YOU the old ma
said Yes, it's my brother he blurte
out, Shaping the dealer on the back
where did you pick Fiddles up?"
asked.
Nowhere" answered Marry; 81
picked me up. That is, the gendarn
did who had him by the coat collar.
"'This fellow insists you know hin
said the officer OF the law. He sa!
that he is honest and that this rabbit
here he pointed to a pair of long ca
sticking out of a game bags one .
shot with the Mayor this morning.
this true?'
"Now il there is one thing, old man
continued Marry, that gets me h
around the collar, it is to see a broth
sportsman arrested for killing anythir
that can fly, run or swim. SO ! ro
from my sketching stool and look
him over: his eyes-not bit of har
in 'em; his loose necktie thrown ov
one shoulder; trim waist and so
down to the leather leggings buttoned
his knees. If he was poacher al