Evening star., 1917-05-06
ROD----By Booth Tarkin&tOn ~

touched. returned to the digestfonc0o
murder, his back once more to tAe
piano: and Psnrod silently drew from
ped It simultaneously with the snsssb>
a paper-backed volume entitled: "0ltsn-
sy. the Sioux City Squealer. or Not
Guilty. Your Honor"
In this manner the reading club con
tinued in peace. absorbed. contsnted.
the world well forgot-unti1 . sudden.
violently irritated slam-bang OF the
front door startled the members: and
Mrs Schofeld burst into the room ana
threw herself into a chair. moaning:
What's the matter. mammaT' asked
her husband. laying aside hts paper.
Henry Passloe Schoneld." returned
the lady. II don't know what is to>bs
done with that boy: do not"
You mean Penrod?'
who else could / mean? Henry
Passloe Schofeld, you've got to take
this matter in your own hands-ics be.
yond me!'
We'll, what has he"
Last night / got to thinking.~ she
began rapidly. about what Clara told
us-thank heaven she and Margaret
and little Clara have gone to tea at
Cousin Charlotte's-but they'll be homo
soon-atout what she said about Miss
Spence"
You mean about Penrod's being -
Yes and I kept thinking ard thinking
and thinking about it till couldn't stand
IT any
by George" shouted Mr.. Schoheid
startlingly. STOPPING to look under tho
piano. A statement that he had suddenly
remembered his sons presence would be
lacking in accuracy. for the highly sensi-
tized Penrod was. in fact. no longer pres
ent. No more was Duke his faithful dog.
Whats the matterr'
Nothing" he returned. stridng TO the
open window and looking out Go on
oh" she moaned. "lt must be kept
from Clara-and I'll never hold up my
head again IL John Fairy ever hears OF
il 80
We'll, just couldn't stand It. got 20
curious: and / thought. of course Il
Miss Spence had become little unbal-
anced II was my duty to knoy il. as PEN
rods mother and she his teacher; SO
thought / would just call on her at her
apartment after school and have a chat
and see-and I did, and-oh@
1--WE just come from there. and she told
me-she told me- Oh. I've never known
anything like this
What did she tell you
Mrs. Schof1eld. making great effort.
managed to assume a temporary appear.
ance of calm. Henry" she said. SOL
emnly, bear this in mind-whatever you
place where Clara won't hear IL. But the
first thing TO do is to find him"
Within view of the window from which
Mr.. Schofield was gazing was the closed
door Of storeroom in the stable. and
just outside this door Duke was perform
ing a most engaging trick.
His young master had taught Duke to
sit up and beg" when he wanted any
thing. and II that didn't get il. to speak.
Duke was facing the closed door and sit
ting up and begging. and now he also
spoken loud. clear bark.
There was open transom over the
door. and from this descended-hurled
by an unseen agency-a can half filled
with old paint.
1t caught the small besieger Of the door
his thoroughly surprised right ear.
encouraged him to some remarkable aero.
battles and turned large portions OF him
a dull blue Allowing only a moment to
perpleXity, and deciding. after a single
and evidently unappetizing experiment.
not to cleanse himself Of paint. the loyal
and devoted animal resumed his quaint.
upright posture.
Mr.. SchofieId seated himself on the win
dow sill. whence he could keep in visw
that pathetic picture of unrequted love.
GO on with your story. mamma he
said. Il think 1 can find Penrod when
we want him.
And few minutes later he added. And
] think 1 know the place to do II in"
Again the faithful voice OF Duke was
heard. pleading outside the bolted door.
,Copyrisnt. 1877 ty the Wheeler Syndicate. Inch.