Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1918-03-03

got quite interested in that work, spe-
cially when I made kind of game OF
it Did him good, too, SO far as ms
to developin' what Pinekney calls the
psychic urge. there's nothin' dom.
"It's higher up than the liver" says
I. Where he's torpid is between the
Then it came time for Judders to go
south, as per schedule, and he staSgers
both of US by proposin' that l go along
and relieve the monotony OF the trip by
''Where?" says /. ION the Pullman
roof"
Couldn't we manage something OF
the sort in a drawing-roomT he asks
And when he suggests that he'll pay
fifty a day and expenses, 1 figures L
can't afford to stay at home.
"By Jove." says Pinckney. IF you two
are going to do travelling gymnasium
work all the way to Georgia, hanged If
don't trot along. too. 1t ought to be
worth watching"
So that's how We come to be sportin'
around in all this transportation space.
And by openin' up the two compartments
around in. Anyway, managed to give
Mortimer enough exercise the first after
noon out so he got in good night sleep
1t was about O'Clock next mornln',
and we was just finishin' breakfast in'the
dinin' car. when we notices that the tram
is maxim a longer stop than the usual
wate-tank halt. The word is passed
around that an air couplin had gone. bad
and the brakes on the rear sleeper have
been set. A lot Of passengers was pilin'
OF, so we follows.
And you know how good it seems to
get out of them stuhy cars, where they
use the same air from November TO
June, and pump in fresh supply that
amt loaded with dust and cinders. Be-
sides, we'd left half foot of slush on
Broadway. with more snow be1n' added.
while down here the warm sun was
dryin' up a light frost and the grass
alongside the tracks was still green.
Over in a field to the right some darkies
was dom little late cotton pickin'. On
the other side is what passes for a town,
I suppose. There's wooden station that
might have been painted once, a general
store with couple of mule teams hitched
in front, maybe dozen frame houses,
and two-storied shack that somebody s
had the nerve to call a hotel.
"Cunnin' little metropolis. amt it?''
says I. wonder what they call it?'
''This." says Pinckney. sis the fair vii
lage of Pipkin: South Carolina"
-'Pipkin, eh?" says 1. Looks it.
hope we amt tied up here for any length
of time
That remark seems to stir something
in Mortimers mind. Fle glances around
disapprovin, on Pipkin in general and
then taps Pinckney on the arm.
Il say" says he. what if one did have
to stay in such place for-well. for a
week or sou
But why not?' demands Pinckney.
Don't" protests Mortimer. That's
too absurd"
If he'd known Pinckney as well as I
do. he wouldn't have put it just that
way. I could tell he'd made mistake
ney's black eyes.
MY dear Mortimer" says Pinckney,
TO be absurd now and then is the high
privilege of man alone. Also. it is that
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Now, neither of US have the va~uest jdea
as to what living in Pipkin is like Here
is our opportunity to find out. Let's"
"Oh. say" gasps Mortimer.
Your own suggestion comes back
Pinckney. IAN inspired impulse. Who
knows? And we've just time to do it,
Here, porter! Get those bags of ours off
right away"
that long vacant face of his suddenly
registerin' seven kinds of agitated emo
ton.
"Quit your kiddin'.'' I puts in.
No use. Pinckney is shown a flyer
at Rastus and urgin' him to get a
jump on. When I sees that he means
it 1 takes hand at helpin', gatherin'
up stray articles that we'd left layin'
around. Meantime the train crew has
mended the air pipes, there comes a
warnin' whistle from the engine, and
as I dashes out on my second trip. the
last OF the passengers was climbin'
aboard. So 1 drapes an overcoat on
Judders' right arm, jams his Shawn
kit and couple of collars into his
hands, and balances his derby on top
OF his travelin' cap. AS he sees the
train movin' off without him, he lets
out desperate groan. and we fairly
had to hold him from runnin' after it.
But IL simply can't stay here
he means.
How do you know until you've
tried?" says Pinckney. which is pre-
cisely what we are about to do"
But this-this is awful" insists
Judders.