Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1916-1918, 1917-11-30
CHAPTER v1I.-(continued.)

CHAPTER VII.-(continued)
Anthony, you see, was mild er
thusiast about the fighting game
when he saw genuine short-arm ia
he recognized it instantly.
And going further-for he could no
help doing that-what was to be tn
end of the mess? Last night. coul
his added head but have permitted II
she would have gone away gladly as
bow. Now that the truth was out, sh
was making no effort to escape; ia
worse. Just at this minute, sh
seemed bent on continuing the fisti
battle for she stood and fairly glare
down at Johnson Boiler.
Ten seconds had passed since tn
responding thump which proclaime.
that heavy gentleman's meeting VIII
the floor, and still he had not risen
Five of them he spent staring plankl.
up at David; three he spent in gather
ing scowl; the final two found MI
plump countenance turning to al
angry red-and johnson Boiler wa
struggling to his feet, breathing hard
Say, kid" he began gustlly ant
threateningly. .,
Anthony Fry came to life and, will
a bound, was between them.
LET this thing stop right here
Johnson he said ringingly. "Nt
more of lido you understand? NJ
more!"
"No more your eye!" painted John
son Boiler. "Get out Of the way be
fore l knock you OUT"
johnson, I refuse to permit YOU
Anthony cried and with both lear
hands pushed back on Mr.. Boilers
chest.
Look here, Anthony" said John
son Boiler, with plainly forced calm
when dirty little guttersnipe likf
that hits me foul blow, something
happens!"
'aThere wasn't anything foul abou
that blow" David said calmly. Iha
was q nice clean jab, and nothing like
the one you gave me without warn
ing and while I was sitting down"
That's enough, David" Anthem!
said.
"He started it," David submitted.
Anthony pushed on. Johnson Bolle
was against the bureau now-hat
been there for some seconds, indeed
and his expression was changing
Young David, to be sure, had rendered
him slightly ridiculous for bit, bu
getting mad about it was not likely tt
help in eliminating David.
.It's all right, Anthony" Mr.. Bolle'
said with a sudden grim smile. Don
shove me through the wall. won
hurt the kid"
You'll not lay hands on him?'
s'No."
That's promise?"
why of course it Isl" johnson
Boiler said heartily.
Anthony Fry heaved great, shak!
sigh and stood back. 1t had not hap
pened that time. David's wig was still
in place, and David was still David
Yet all other things apart, what l
David's wig had slipped? What if
during the thirty or forty years n
still had to live Anthony must have
cut out Johnson Boilers really stimu
lating friendship, or have listened, da!
in and day out, night in and night out
ct every meeting and on every 81!
occasion, to recital of what had hap
pened this morning?
The strain was really growing too
much. johnson Boiler would have tt
get out of here now and-althougf
Why was johnson Boiler smiling Sc
sweetly?
.Quite a little boxer, kid. aren'
yuu?" he was asking in the mos
friendly fashion.
1--WE boxed with my brother" Davit
ssid.
made study Of 1t, eh?"
'ASo-so," said David.
They were going to have a little
conversation now, which gave An
thony a minute or two for thought
FIRST he would get johnson Boiler Out
Of here on the plea that it was time
to dress; then he would have David's
nan-clothes brought and, in one way
Or another, he would pursuade David
to don them. It could be worked, the
ealmer Anthony assured himself, and
then-
''Wei1, If you're inclined that way
there's nothing like keeping in shape
for it," Mr.. Boiler was saying as he
eumbled at the knot of his bathrobe
IN show you my back muscles and
hen show you how"
"Johnson!" Anthony exploded.
well, what in the name Of com
mon sense is the matter with your
Mr.. Boiler cried.
"I-that is to say, David-your con
founded back muscles don't interest
him, johnson. Not one particle! Dc
they, David?''
"Not Bit" David said family from
the corner toward which he was
backing.
$50 let this physical training ROT
rest!" cried the master of the apart
ment. "Go out and dress and"
"My dear fellow Johnson Boiler
broke in mildly. you are, so far as
physical training goes nice old lady
But for Heavens sake if you're going
to keep this boy, don't try to bring
him up along similar lines. Go lool
over your beaupole anatomy, ant
you'll need no further argument
This kid is young and supple, and fiji
to be whacked into real man and
say, get out of here for fifteen min
Jtes. Anthony, will you?"
"Why?"
"Tm going to strip this youngstel
md look him over, and then start hin