The Washington times., 1915-12-12
The New Adventure Of
J. Rufus Wallingford

what's your name?"
"Hcnry-Henry Hant; jes' Hen. Tor
"Mr. walllnsferd, shake hands with
Hen. Hen. Mr.. Wailingford. Now shake
hands with me. I'm Horace q. Dsw:
Mr.. Daw for short. Those ladies' ore
nita; Miss Fannie ncognita: Miss vio.et
Inccgnits. Now we're all properly n.
troduced, except Mule. Giddip. Mule"
Jonas Sauibble sat upon the steps or
ins e procession with mild curiosity.
"Toad" Jessop. however. an urchin
| So thick with freckles that he looked
like a shrimp omelette. came running
so% 5S .r e % g the sousses sHsS with Sffsy
Hey he easped, tugging at his one
gingham suspender-strsp to draw his
breath together. They're a-usin' your
mule"' '@it
Jonas sprang Immediately from the
| steps and hurried out into the road.
Whoa" he commanded. -
'Giddap'' said Blackie Daw. Fellow
sa af y you STEP e Ms Wofe no% out
fence.-rails and built, fire under him
Well figured Mr.. Squibble thought
fully, I'll look over the mule and see
make out my bill"
Just a moment" begged Blackie.
We'll discuss that trifiing detail upon
our arrival. but In the meantime | wish
to arrange the grand entry. Which one
| OF you boys can whistler
| Toad Jessup came Immediately to
the front with an avowal that he could
whistle a little bird OF, of q tree;
Banner or Marching Through Geor'
gia?" asked Blackie with grave anxiety
"Betcher ,life!' declared Toad" pull.
Ing his suspenders as far forward from
KIN whistle Hot Time e''be Better"
AN right" agreed Blackie with en-.
oughly Amer lean air. and you may
whistle us about ten cents worth OF
Laughing indulgentIy. the fsstidiou'
Wallingford, who was in the machine
washing up" handed BIackie his cane
and Mr. Daw. long and lank. and clad
in his linen duster. automobile goggles
Jessop, where he twirled his baton
most extravagantly, to the great JOY oi
the Warden ladies now concealed in the
,dimncss OF the big car.
tel that Wailingford first emerged fron
the car. clean shaven, brushed. his
linen duster laid aside and his automo
PIE cap replaced by a soft gray tel'
breath as he stepped down and, in =
careless tone, inquired the amount o.
the damages. Jonas Squibble had. viii
some labor worked up the sum total o.
his bill to thirteen dollars and siSt,
cents: hut the moment he saw Wslling
ford he stopped figuring and said:
Twenty dollars haulfn'. Hen Hant'!
tine: two fence-rails. wear and teaT an
lastin' damage to the mule. an the rem
OF my field that your contrapton's
standing on now"
The "viliagers" heard this itemize'
statement with awe and admirator
psh inc tn o,
when wallingford. without ''dickerins
calmly ahstra cted and paid over a TWEEN
ty-dollar bill from an obese roll.
At this juncture, Blackie Dsw. viewin
i would be a pity to waste a crow'
| Ike this. and he mounted the steps o
the car. Friends. Romans. and free
born born American n,Ip voters" ne declaimc'
his duster and his left hand out
stretched as If holding a SCROLL We cam
not here for our own selfish ends, bu
for the -. honor and glory of sdyi6be1ils
please stop playing until after the eN
Toad" Jessup slowly unpuckered hi
stif lips and heaved a sign of reliet
started him on the tune he had valiant
ly whistled ''There'll be Hot Time l.
the Old Town Tonight" without an in
etant's pause for wind or water.
Having tried to eat supper" at tn
Auditorium Hotel. Wallingford an
, Rlackie decided not to risk the room,
, at that hostelry, but sadly purchase
a pair Of fowl. and. returning to the!
, car. cooked themselves a square n1ea
: They were just sitting down to cat
,, when the shrill strains Of "There,ll b
a Hot Time in the Old Town Tonight
burst forth on their step. and Blscl;i
, opening the door. discovered the faitl,
!. tful Toad Jcssup. with tired but BRAY
lips working out his appointed task.
Smother It, Spots" begged Bla Xxi.
las II Is. Iil have shreds of that tun