The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1917-06-29
A Happy
Mishap
"
By
GEORGE ELMER COBB
Copyright. by w. @. Chapman.)

Hi out of the way there!'
Bob Grinnell, the proudest boy in
Leighton, made the welkin ring with
his sturdy tones. He was running,
or rather was made to run by young
er heifer, to the neck of which he had
attached an eight-foot rope. Every
time the nimble animal made a squirt
pedestrians crowded aside, for twice
Bob was dragged sprawling. He held
on like grim death, however, for to
him the scrawny, long-limbed animal
was treasure inestimable.
a month previous a state commits
sion had advertised that at certain
date three-month-old heifer would
be entrusted TO the keeping Of any
notwithstanding boy or girl in the
town, who would bring letter from
their parents agreeing TO guarantee
the care Of the animal.
Bob had been allowed TO pick out
brindle calf that caught his fancy. He
had now conveyed it away from the
group about the courthouse square.
Suddenly, as he was crossing the
street, putting automobile came
rushing around the corner. His capI
tive acquisition gave wild dash. Clear
around q square the animal cOursed,
and then sank exhausted and placid
where an alley cut in from the main
thorOughfare.
"Whew 7" painted Bob and sank down
beside the cowed and quivering ami
NAL. Just then q man carrying fair
sized satchel came along. He was
old, bent and cross-loOking.
Hi, there, Bobi" spoke this man,
Ezra Grinnell.
Eyes, sir" responded Bob.
Mind. this satchel while go up TO
my lawyers office minute, will you?"
"Sure, Mr.. Grinnell," accommodate
ingly acquiesced Bob.
land mail this letter ON your way
home past the post office and I'll give
you dime
THANK you, sir" bobbed Bob.
The old man along and dis
appeared up tn, stairs of a near
by building. Il noticed that the
heifer had stretched out upon the
ground as if thoroughly tanned. A
bright idea struck him.
.'I'll have to 90 out of my way home
ward to get TO the pest office" he re-
fected. Besides, | want to keep off
the crowded streets with this wild and
woolly brindle of mine. I've got ii J"
Bob proceeded to tie the loose end
of the rope through the handles of the
satchel. Then he made a dart two
blocks down the street, mailed the
letter and FASTENED back to the start
ing point.
.Oh, now!" cried Bob in stupefied
CONSERVATION.
Hi. Bob! Where's my satchel?"
hailed him and there was Mr.. Grinnell
at his side.
obi" gulped Bob, glaring down the
alley-"she's gone"
who's gomez" challenged Mr.. Grin
nell.
"Brindle. 1 tied her to your valise
and she's bolted, satchel and all"
Grinnell let out a roar. His eyes
blazed, his face redeemed.
Boy he Numbered in an awful
tone, there was ten thousand dollars
in that valise. Find it, get it, or I'm
ruinedl" and he sank to an ash box,
the picture of desolation.
Bob was weeping by this time. The
loss of Brindle, the added catastrophe
OF the valise completely overwhelmed
him. He ran down the alley, glancing
anxiously into backwards. Where ii
opened into another street he met a
boy chum and breathlessly impaired
his deplorable situation.
"Heifer and satchel?" excitedly OBJ
served his friend. "Yes sir, l saw
it,
"Where-where?" projected Bob.
Beating it lickety- split toward the
baseball grounds and Bob dashed on.
His tear-stained face was woe-begOne
as he came back downtown an hour
later. He had 10 inquire as TO the
Whereabouts of Mr.. Grinnell, for the
latter he knew, had given up his old
home a week previous. pursuant to
moving to the city. AT length, Bob
found him at the village hotel. He
narrated his dismal failure as TO 10
eating the heifer and valise.
Mr.. Grinnell dismissed him with q
scowl and rushed forth To search him
self for the precious Satchel. He put
in two hours with spying into all kinds
of odd corners in yards and lanes and
making inquiries. He was passing 8
stretch behind some houses facing the
street beyond when he gave a great
gasp of hopefulness.
The heiferl'' he shouted and swung
over n fence with the nimbleness OF
an agile schoolboy. Yes, there was thu
heifer, its rope trailing the ground
nosing in a neat garden bed but
where was the satchel?
Grinnell looked eagerly all about
There was no trace of his MISSING
valise. He ran up To the animal anC
seized IL, shook Ii frantically rs if Il
make Ii speak. Then he turned az /
speedy hail.
why, Uncle Ezra :"
Immediately the old man forgot hi