Saturday news. (Watertown, S.D.) 19??-19??, 1915-07-08
EIeva,terga shouted Penrod Ting

circular manner. daprecatIngIy but
with courtesy. Hepawed the baAket
deiicately. then, as u TINT were all ms
master had expected of hin, uttered
one bright bark,sat down and looked
up triumphantly. His hyprocrfsy was
shallow, many shorrible quarter Of an
hour had taught him his duty Id this
matter.
sEle-vay-teri' shouted Renroi stern
~. You want me to conle down there
to you
Duke looked suddenly haggard. He
paved the basket feebly again and,
upon another outburst from on high,
Frustrated himself flat. Again threat
aned, he gave a superb representation
OF q worm.
.You get in that el-e-yay-terin
Reckless with despair, Duke Jumped
into the basket, landing ina disheveled3
posture. which he did not alter until
he had been drawn up and poured out
upon the floor Of saWdust within the
box. There, ~shuddering, he lay In
doughnut shape and presently slumher-
ed. Itswas dark In the box q condition
that might have been remedied by slid
Ing back a small wooden panel On rum
ners, which would have let In ample
Hight from the alley, but Penrod Soho
field had more interesting means OF
Illumination. He knelt, and from d
former soap box, ina corner, took q
lantern without q chimney and a large
oil cans, the leak In the latter being SO
nearly imperceptible that Its Danish
ment from household use had seemed
to Penrod as inexplicable as 1t was
provtdentiaI. sg5
He shook the lantern near his ear;
nothing splashed; there was no sign
but a dry blinking. But there was
plenty Of kerosene In the cam, and he
filed the lantern, striking a match to
illumine the operation. Then he lit the
lantern and hung 1t upon a nail against
the wall. The sawdust floor was slight
" impregnated with oil, and the open
fame quiyered 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
mo- means anew one and indicated at
least a possibility OF no fatality oc-
curing this time.
Next Penrod turned up the surface
OF the sawiust In another corner Of the
floor and drew forth a cigar box In
which were half q dozen cigarettes
made OF hayseed and thick brown
wrapping paper, a lead pencil, an
eraser and d small notebook labeled:
English Grammar. Penrod Soho
field. Room 8. Ward School Nomber.
Seventh"
The first page OF this book was pure,
" academic, but the study OF English
undefled terminated with a slight jar
ut the top Of the second: .Nor must
an adverb be used to modift
Immediately followed:
HAROLD RAMoREz THE ROAD
AGENT OR WILD LIFE AMONG
THE ROCKY MTs.s
And the subsequent entries In the
book appeared to have little concern
with Room 9, Ward School Nomber
Seventh.
The author OF Harold Ramorez,''
etc, Lit one 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:
aGHAPJTER TER SJxTHD
He took a knife from his pocket and,
broodtngly. his eyes upon the inward
embryos OF vision, sharpened his PEN
ell. After that he extended a foot
and meditatiyely 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-
mentnm and growing more and more
feYered as he sped, till at last the true
fire anne, without which no lamp OF
real literature may be made to burn.
Mr.. Wilson reched for his gun but our
hero had him covred and soon said Well
/ guess don come any OF that on
me my friend.
Well what makes you 30 sure about 1t
sneered the other biting his lip SO saw
ageley hat the blood ran You are Moth
ing but q connon Roadagent any way and
I do not propose to be bafled by such,
Rarnorez laughed at this n KEEP Mr..
Wilson oovred by his sottonatick.
Soon the two men. were struggling to-
gether In the deathroes but soon Mr.. VIII
son got him bound and gagged his mouth
and went away for awhile Ieavin our
hero. 1t was dark and he writhd at his
bonds wrfthing on the floor vile the rats
came out of their holes and bit him and
yermin got all over him from the floor
Of that helish spot but soon Iii alanged to
push the gag out Of his mouth with the
end Of his toungeu and got all his bonds
Ioff
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 OF hin when he wanted to
Just look at him now sneered they. TO
hear him talk you would thought he was
hot stuff and they said Look at him now,
him that was going to do so much, Oh