Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1916-1918, 1918-05-24

OTTUMWA SEMI-WEEK
! turned into an alley,-Matters and !
| Woe to the erring son Of minister
Ut was a blind alley. 1t ended in ;
garage and the garage was locked
Matters pulled out ? revolver ant
yelled, Now stop, you fool; stop
Kirke!' Kirke looked back; I thinl
he was just ready to shin up the light
ming rod but he saw the revolver ant
stopped. Matters walked up, laugh
ing, and handed him a paper. Kirke
showed 1t in his pocket. l clasped my
sandwich in both hands and looked al
them tragically-sob element. Then
Matters turned away and said, See
! you later, Kirke congratulate the
county on securing your services
J Just the kind of witness we like, nice
respectable, good family, and all
Makes 1t size up big, you know. Be
sure and invite your friends
For second thought Kirke would
strike him. l SHOCK the sandwich at
him warning1y and he answered with
| a wave Of his own-yes, he had his
! sandwich, too. Then he said in low
voice, All right, Matters. But you call
| me in that trial and I'll get you
Is oh, oh, Sonny you must not
| threaten an officer of the law said
\ Matters, in a hateful. Gliding voice,
He turned and sauntered away. Kirke
and | watched him silently until hq
was out of sight. Then we turned to
each other alphabetically.
:" Lets go back after that Coffee
said Kirke bravely.
thoughtfully, and did OF mine, trying
! to eat the lump in my throat with it.;
An hour, later we went our separate
ways. -
~ heard nothing further for two
| weeks then Mr.. Nesbitt was called
east on business and said might go
home If liked. Imagine my ecstasy.
/ found the family, as we'll as all Meth
odists in general quite uplifted over
the strange case OF Kirke Conner.
From a semi-satenic, he had suddenly
evoluted into regular pillar, as be-
came the son of his sanity mother
and his orthodox father. He attended
church, he sang in the choir, he went
to Sunday school, he was prominent
at prayer meeting. Every one was
full OF pious satisfaction and called
him dear old Krke,' and save him the
glad hand and invited him to help at
ice cream socials. No one could ex-
plain it., they thought he was a Mount
Mark edition of Twice Born Men in
the flesh.
$50 the first afternoon when he
drove around with his speedy little
brown horse and his rubber tired
buggy and asked me to go for drive.
father smiled, and Aunt Grace de-
INJURED not. Maybe could give him.
q little more light. watched him
pretty closely the first milo or so. He
had nothing to say until We were
mile out Of town. He is good look
ting fellow, Carol-you remember, Of
course, because you never forget this
boys, especially the good looking ones.
Hills eyes were clear and slightly hui
morous, as II he knew q host Of funny
things II he only chose 70 tell. Finally
lin answer to my reproachful gaze, he
said: \
Well, didn't have anything to
hay about 1t, did II I did not ask to be
born q ministers son. It was fore
ordained and now I've got to live up
to It in self defense. There may be
forgiveness for other erring ones, but
tell you our crowd Is spotted
! II had nothing to say.
/ I" Well. you might at least say,
GOOD for you, my boy. Here's luck?'
he complained.
II was still silent.
. sY< - s.ood' I,,,.Ioo>I $3.50 \ = AnS.
tinued bel1igerently. I am selling lots
of furniture. l have burned the black
and white cards. have broken the
Ice cold bottles. have stunned the
gilded youths with mellow voices.
60 to church. sell furniturs.s !
sleuth Matters
You what"
4 am trailing Matters. Turn
about! Where he goeth, goeth.
Where he lodgeth, lodgeth. His
knowledge is my knowledge, and his
tricks my salvation
YOU make me sick, Kirke. Why
don't you talk senseT
"a He IL crooked. Connie, and every
body knows It. But It Is no cinch
catching him at It, Sn1ithson Is so
ing to be elected and Matters knows
1t. But the only way can keep out
of that trial is to get something on
Matters. So whenever he is out, am
out on the same road He is going
toward New London this afternoon
and SO are, we. have got just fvs
more days and you must be a good
little scout and go driving with me,
so he won't catch on that I am sleuth.
ing him. He win think I am Just
beauing you around In the approved
Mount Mark STYLE
"Sure enough after a while ne
came across Matters talking to a
couple OF farmers on the cross roads.
and Kirke and / stopped a quarter of
a mile farther down and ate sand
witches and told stories, and when
Matters passed us little later he
could have sworn we were there just
for our Joy in each others company.
But we did-not learn anything.
"The next day we we're out again,
with no better luck. But the third