Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-11-28

You didn't whistle very
loud thelfirst time"
Lucille whtstled again with q consid.
erably more audible result We all
listened.
There was d faint whine and short.
sharp, but distant bark. l presume
that I was the most surprised person
In the party.
There she ISL Vida declared. u
thought maybe she was up here"
But that doesn't sound like Too
ties" Lucille objected.
10 must be-" Bopp announced this
masterpiece Of logic. There isn't any
other dog in the house, is there? Prob
ably her voice sounds different far off,"
And probably she is penned in
somewhere and frightened. That
might make her sound different" All!
Why did l have that idea, and why.
having it, did i not conceal 1t in one Of
the rccesses Of my brain instead of
voicing 1t to all7
-"Oh, my poor Tootles." Lucille be-
gan picturing her pet suffocating.
Maybe she Is dying or dead already"
Whistle again." directed the cap
tain.
Lucille made several Intellectual at
tempts, but failed. II can't" she de-
clared. Il have to cry"
"Let me call her." I interposed.
"She knows me-"
As a boy / used to be able to make
considerable racket by blowing on two
fingers held at the proper angle in my
mouth l tried it with gratifying re-
suits. I must have been heard on the
mainland.
The reply was immediate-short.
snappy banks. still long way off, but
very reassuring as to vigor and de-
light.
"She's right under usr' Lucille cried.
mo, over BY the window, I should
say" argued Vida.
"Poor darling, she has forgotten how
she got into the place, and she thinks
some one is keeping her cooped up on
purpose. Please. Monty. keep on whis-
ting. She does recognize you, and
she'll know that Help is coming. We
must take up the floor"
In her excitement and time of need
she hadturned to me and not to Bopp.
I didn't know how Tootles. whom had
last seen dashing up the beach amid a
cloud Of sand, could possibly have man
aged to get under the attic floor, but
Lucille had called me Monty, and rea-
son dismounted from her throne, and
carnival was king.
whistled blithely. piercingly, JOY
fully, coaxingly. and wheneverI paus-
ed the barking rewarded me.
Tear up the floor" Lucille ordered.
I'VE can't let her stay there any long
er."
Hadn't we better see II she won't
come out by herself7' the captain ask
ed tentatively. 1T seems shame 70
tear up that. there planklng."
mot for Tootles," Lucille replied.
"What do care for an old attic floor
when my Tootles is in danger? She
shan't stay there another minute II !
can help It," She tried to pry up a
board with her finger nails.
Wait" requested. Let NE do this
scientifically" :
wrenched aieE from an old arm.
chair which had already suffered the
amputation Of one Of its extremitiea
and with that as, 4 lever pried up one
Of the flooring boards O. the ends which
extended looso over the door beams
As the plank came up amid cloud OF
dust Lucille gave, me. a look such as
must have. rewarded Launcelot from
the grandstand aftsr he ran curtain
pole through / casHtron white hoop.
We assembled around the hole ! had
made. No Tootles In eight
"Whistle." Lucille commanded me.
] obeyed.
Joyful barks, but nothing more.
Take up some moro boards" Lucille
might have been saying. "Wait until
you see the whites of. their eyer" Of
Don't give Up the ship" Il
Hadn't We bstter waitT Captain
Perkins was A earnest advocate o.
the Fabian policy. .'a
"No."
I took up another board and ~ -
other. stopping q whistle each time.
without appafentiy xlttipS any nearer.
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