The Washington times., 1915-12-05


ernest logic On his GROW. and
Jim Wallingford. smiling cordially,
looked from Blackie to the tail
young stranger, and waited. very
well. them went on Blackie; you ap-
proach your egg from the left-hand
side. walking cautiously. Reaching out
suddenly. you clutch. your egg just pc
hind the gills, and Whit 1t into hght
froth with enc of Pushman's egg-whit-
fers. This Is Pushman.'
Happy to meet you, Mr.. Pushman,
laughed Wallinsford. shaking hands
heartily. II never can tell quite what
this idiot means, but / judge that you
are In the beating business.
Kitchen novelties" agreed the young
man, accepting Wallingford's best
chair. He was smooth.shaven chap
with a clear eye and pleasant s,ni.e,
and he wore the clothing OF a prosper,
Gus young business man, combined WITH
a look of care between the eyebrows
l met him for the first time In the hotel
bar downstairs. half an hour ago anu anu
he insisted that you would like to give
me some business advice
j. Rufus Wallingford glanced specu-
latively at his partner.
My pal here Is up to his .s. nee neck .nn IN
planned, giving Wallngford time to
ciate. The diversion Of egg whiting y
not so popular as he had supposed IL
to be. and it takes money to ous
I'LL be jggered IL know how my
old friend Daw discovered that ! am IN
hole" smiled young Mr.. Pushman. IN
perplexity, and he cast "onueIlhis
elance at Blaekie i a bought promp,,gg m eng
l said that business was good:
! 'Blackie has lunches. smiled Wal
lingford. n .,, .x-
Iert whiffiebat fisherman, and you can't
| fool 'em. Now you wear a new neck
| tie and say that business Is good, Push
| man. and you probably have everybody
in Dingleville blufred but your bank (:
| but a whiffebat fisherman must have
second sight Did you ever catch a
You COMPOUNDED fool" cluckled
You do 1t this way" went on Blackie'
twisting his spikelike mustache COM
placently. I'm the still dawn you row
out to the middle Of a perfectly circular
lake. taking with You hammer; two
nails, an auger. and piece OF cheese.
| First you nail your boat tc the lake q;
| then you take your auger and bore a
hole in the water, You lay the cheese
! at the edge Of the hole. and whistle like
! meadow-lark. Well. the whifflebat
hears the music and comes to the hole,
where he smells the cheese and comes
after it. Then is whsn You You haze haze of 59
your boat and Eiggle him to death. OLD
stuff, but good"
what's the matter with your egg-
beater?" suddenly inquired WallinEford.
They won't buy them" and young
b, Pushman smoothed his pompadour In
concern I've a thousand dollars worth
Of them Grated. ready for delivery. but
no place TO send them.
Wallingford nodded gravely.
sink all your money
well. no." smiled the young man.
Wallingford noted that his eyes were
she S,e0sum BUSINESS i but % e. vs. no 80 sport. or
| J. Rufus hitched forward.
,.oh! slookpm!" he said and he he smil- il,
% six" It was Biackie, who answered
this hitchlng forward and leaning his
thin arms on the table Gold. silver
nickel, copper, bills. and Just money
"Slookum Is the village mortgage hold
err stated Pushman.
II honestly believe you'd sting Sloo-
kum." guessed Wallinsford.
the table.
How
You're not incorporated"
That's the answer: wen incorporate
Then what ?" 1t was Blackie who asks
ed this. J. Rufus frequently incor'
porated. but his movements from ther
on were always different
ford carelessly. THE chief value Of In
corporation is to get some Of Slookum's
money out of the old blue sock in the
chimney; then we can make friends
with It,"
And" stated Blackie Daw. there.
no minted money which we so much
crave. Just now. as G. w. Slookum's."
7 gathered that, said young Push
man. looking puzzled. Mr.. Daw wa.
Immediately interested when he found
had some connection with Slookum
Why?
"Old G. w. skinned some friends OF
ours" explained Wallingford briefly.
Ever hear of President Warden. Of
tenn" inquired Blackie, straddlng q
chair. We'll. when Warden died hi.
business rival, f. B. Falls. who never
had chance to beat Warden at an,
game, robbed his orphans. George
Washington Slookum was one OF tho
piker tools who helped in the manipula
ton by telling few lies. His share
was"
Just a minute" chuckled J. Rufus
touching a button. Mr. Pushman may
as well meet the Warden orphans
Wen probably make them his office
likely. will be to give away Office
secrets"
In few minutes. in answer to Wal
lingfords politely telephoned invitation
two strikingly pretty young ladies cam'
into the parlor and were introduced A!
Fanny and Violet Warden.
Il underttand 1t perfectly now" saiC
young Pushman. smiling into the blu
eyes of the vivacious Violet; anC
Blacke Daw tugged fiercely at his mus
tache.
II.
G. w. Slookum sat at the back doc
of his suburban farmhouse. with th'
glory OF the autumn spread before him
and on his knees was a shotgun, LOADED
with rock salt; just in the center o
vision OF G. W.'s wrin kle- squinted eye
was a big apple tree, anxious to drol
its frost-ripened aples. In the field, vi
brating between the apple tree and tn
orchard were farmland and a bul
terrier: but G.. w. Slookum trustee
neither of these. since there is NJ
guardian OF property so faithful as til
owner thereof.
There's a couple OF strangers to Sc
; you. paw Bent and wrinkled Mrs
, Slookum said this. and she said 1t VIII
: her hands folded.
Z Paw" Slookum rubbed gnarlc'
: thumb up and down the barrel OF HI
old gun.
Town folks or country folks?" he in
: quired. I'm a voice which grated.
: city folks. paw. They look rich. "
Huh" grunted slookum Agents
guess"
This is Mr.. Slookum, believe.