The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1916-10-29
THE DWARF CHANGED HIS TACTICS.

the shell game was led of protesting
against arrest
To the interior of the village Jail the
constable led the shell game man. The
jail was n tiny structure. possessing
four cells, OF which one was occupied.
The constable brought In the struggling
"hayseed" and thrust him into IA cell
next door to the occupied one. in which
sat SAM
And presently the paddock snapped
and the proprietor of the shell game
found himself locked into an iron-bar-
red cell. Whereat Jimmy Barton smiled
In triumph
While Jimmy was getting himself ar
bars, I was devotinR myself to the
cause Of the lovelorn dansel whose let
ter had brought me to Dryden.
Poor Cutie! ! wanted to laugh at her
but where lives the woman who dares
tell another how utterly absurd she Ia
when the absurdity seems tragic to the
sufferer?
A Mere Suggestion.
l did suggest to Miss Brown that I
thought she was wasting her affections.
and thpt the dwarf wasn't a very suit
able match.
"I never had no other lover, lady. I
can't give him up. He's the only man
that ever looked at me kind like. II
he goes back on me I'm going to do
away with myself. II you don't help
ne-if you let him throw ME down and
make guy out Of me in front of this
whole bunch you'll be the death of me.
won't you talk to him and tell him he
please"
And l said would.
So. little bit later, when the motley
collection of tragic human insists who
catered to public curiosity In the freak
tent We're taking little time off from
their lunch, l hurried over to the en-
trance and waited for Charlie, the
dwarf. To speak to him with any pri-
vacy, | had to drop to my knees, lest IN
shouting down at him the whole world
hear me.
Now ! assumed my absurd posture OF
pleading, and asked the dwarf: Won't
you tell me where you've been tho last
two dayS?'
Tho little man leaped away from me in
fprtively, az II expecting danger t.
sweep down on him. Then he dashed
around me and fled from the tent.
got to my feet ruefully. Why was
the dwarf so utterly terrified at my
question?
Down in the county Jail sat Jimmy
Barton I'm the guse of an unsucccssiu
member OF the farming community
Next uoOr--ln unSOcIlDle prONllnltS-Sal
the man known as Sam.
Jimmy pulled out his watch anNiously
and look at It. 1t was now half-past
two. The free-for-all, piece de resist
ancc of the afternoon, was due to be
run off in an hour. II behooved Jimmy
to act--and quickly withall.
Say, pard,' he called, this is a
fine hole for a couple OF smart guys
like You and me TO he buried in wher
there's such ripe pickin's down through
the fair grounds"
Ills nasal tones. his ungrammatica
| sentences-and unethical sentiments they
Xpressed-comb,ned to attract Sam
That gentleman crossed over to the bars
separating the two cells and peered IL
at his new neighbor.
What did you get in for?" he asks
suspiciously.
"Shell game" Jimmy's answer wal
| laconic-quite az he did not know wha
had put the other man behind the prison
bars,
There was stir of sympathy il
| Sans voice as he asked: "'Howde pla,
| it,"
Jimmy gave Sam his ideas of a clever
| ~ played shell game. That gentleman,
admiration and confidence wero won.
Inside for five minutes Jimmy wa!
ready for the attack.
How did you fellows get Whit,
StockinGs"' he asked.