The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1918-07-06

"Pinched it." she said recovering herself. But
the land is yours. They'd right to build on it
without buying it from YOU"
Il know know" answered Mr. Weekes clos
ing his eyes to give his reeng a chance to
steady themselves Then he burst into peal OF
hysterical laughter. His spouse watched him
patiently.
BY George, but we're in luck, Emily he cried
at last, climbing his feet We've got the bound
ers on the hop. They're little thinking there's
man sitting here who walk in this minute and
say Here, clear out of this, you pack OF land
But could your" asked Mrs Weekes.
Gould r. cried her husband scornfully. why,
OF course can. What's more, they'd have to leave
land without my permission and Is mine. every
whole bag of tricks belonging to me-"
M Weekes took off his hat with the intention
of doing something rash with it, but remembering
that he had position to keep up, he put it back
ing with resolve, were both gettine 'ungry,
I reckon. Well walk straight in now and order
bit Of lunch, and let EN- stop if they dare"
This bold program decided upon, they assembled
the wide steps to the hotel entrance. The portcrs
looked little askarcc at the couple, but this Mr..
They paused hand in hand in the palatial lounge
to crane their heads under the palms and stare
upwards at the splendid staircase.
MI Weekes, who kept a boot shop, estimated
the total cost OF the place at almost half million
dollars.
a door marked Grill Room" Four mattresses
focked towards them to bow them to a table. and
and champagne for starter" Having ordered
grill chicken to follow, Mr.. Weekes sat back and
beamed his possessions
Young woman" he said slowly, fixing the wait
with steady eye, my name is Weekes-Mr
Thomas Weekes, Esquire, ground landlord of this
ere hotel Just find your manager will you and
say that desire the pleasure of little CONVERSE
ton with i'm.
The waitress, after another long look at her
customer, went for the manager with alacrity
The latter to Mr.. Weekes' intense relief proved to
be foreigner.
"Ah Good-morning. mister" he said with
smile, which he fondly hoped looked dangerous
This is bit of unpleasant surprise for you
dare say.
The manager, who had merely been told that
there man in the grill-room who was either
bilker an imbecile, simply stared.
81 beg your pardon he said at last
81 mean. you didn't expect me to drop in like
this. Thought dead, Ell? Ha hap and Mr.
Weekes laughed sardonically but still the man
ager only stared. Mr.. Weekes, :. little discon-
certed decided to give the sarcastic vein one more
chance, nevertheless before adopting less subtle
methods of attack.
you thought, suppose" he resumed, that
because you looked over fence and saw a corner
of land with nothing but meat tins and thistles
growing il. you'd only to hop and collar
it and you'd be all right. Eli. is that about the size
of it,"
prehend word of your meanings. You hat
your bill made out, so kindly oblige by pay re
waiter and wizout further trouble go away"
What" roared Mr.. Weekes, in voice which
brought every guest in the room bouncing out of
his chair. You dare to order off my own plot
of landl Do you know who you are addressing of?