Idaho County free press. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho Territory) 1886-current, 1916-12-28
As He Backed From Under the Plat
form 1t Was Observed That He Held
a Shoe.
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As He Backed From Under the Plat
form II Was Observed That He Held
a Shoe.
why, my daughter wouldn't be fat
woman in a side shown
But she Is, said Mr.. Gubb.
Great Scott!' exclaimed Mr. Med
derbrook.
"Shess!' said voice suddenly.
You bet l vos here! Und | want my
money! Years | hat been collectding
dot bill. und still you owe me. Now
l come, und you pay me all vot you
owe or make troublesr'
The voice came from outside the
tent, and with surprising agility Detec-
tive Gubb dived under the platform
and wriggled under the canvas wall.
Il don't owe you a cent? exclaimed
the voice of Mr.. Enderbury. 1--WE paid
you for every bit of tattoo I have on
me-"
Seven hunderdt dollars vos der con-
tract!' cried the voice of Herr Schreck-
enheim. 'Und $40 is due me yet 1
want itr'
'Well, you'll keep on wanting it."
said Mr.. Enderbury's voice. Look
here! Look at my chest. There's the
eagle you did on me. Do you see any
claws on 1t? No, you don't. Well. I'm
not going to pay for claws that are
not on me. No, sir"
CLAWS? | do some claws on you,
don't l, ven do dot eage?" asked the
German.
Yes, but they're not on me now, are
they" asked Mr.. Enderbury. "You
can go and collect from the person that
has them. What do | care for her
now? She's going to quit the circus
business. I've paid for all the tattoo
that's on me. You go and collect $40
for those claws from SyriIla"
"Und how does she get those claws
on her?' asked Herr Schreckenheim
shrewdly.
"I'll tell you how said Mr.. Ender-
bury. you remember when Griggs'
& Barton's circus burned down years
ago? Well, she was burned In that
fire. burned on the arm, and they took
her to a hospital, and the wee kids
arm wouldn't heal So somebody had
to furnish some skin for skin graft
Ing job and I did it. And that was
the only spot on me that wasn't gem
of art, so l gave that piece That's
what happened, and | gave those
eagles claws to cure her, and I've
hung around her all these years like a
faithful dog. and she don't care a hang
for me, and now she's going away
Go and collect for those claws from
her. haven't got them She's going
to be rich. She can pay your
simultaneously there was an ex-
clamation of relief from Mr.. Medder-
brook, cry of love that sounded like
"Enderbury" from Syrilla and short,
sharp yell from outside the tent. Mr..
Gubb entered, spurs first. creeping
backward under the canvas. As he
backed from under the platform 1t was
observed that he held a shoe-about
No. siZe-in one hand and that foot
was in the shoe and the foot on a leg
and the leg on short, plump, elderly
German. who yelled as he was drag
ged into the tent ON his back. In one
uduu OI tie herman was Il large SILVER
golf cup with a deep dent on one side
AS Mr.. Gubb arose to his feet still
holding the German tattoo artists foot
in his hand, he said
"Mr. Medderbrook, the deteckative
business is not always completely salts
factory In all kinds of respects, and it
looks as If 1t appeared that the daugh-
ter l found for you is somebody eIse's,
but If you will look at the other end of
the assaulter and batterer | have in
hand you will see that have recover
ed the silver golf cup trophy once
again for the second time
"And that" said Mr.. Medderbrook as
he took the cup from the Germans
hand, us remarkable work. The or
binary detective is usually satisfied to
recover stolen property once"
1.-THE motto of my deteckative busi-
ness" said Mr.. Gubb modestly, sis
Perfection. no matter how many
times"