The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1918-07-19

oCAACk bA0uS OuI AACoAAy AAAS ~SSAs
just brought from the mountains. He
went downstairs and out on the street.
past the niece of the, concierge, who
was ~scrubbing the stairs.
I'm going for a wn!k." he told her.
If, they send Pepy down you might
tell her I'll be back for breakfast"
He stood for q time surveying the
deer. Then he decided to go hunting
himself. The meat seller Obligingly
gave him the handle Of q floor brush.
and with this ~improvised gun Bobby
went deer stalking. His dog trotted
at his heels.
Around the old city gate, still stand
ing although the wall Of which 1t had
been a part was gone, there was ex-
| cellent hunting. Here they killed and
skinned a bear, took nne ivory tusks
from q dead elephant, and searched for
the trail Of q tiger.
The gate was an excellent place for
q tiger. Around 1t was planted an al
most tmpenetrable screen Of ever
| greens, SO thick that the ground be-
meath was quite bare Of grass. Here
| the two hunters crawled on stomachs
| that began to feel q trifle empty, and
here they happened on the trail.
Tucker found 1t first. His stumpy
tail grew rigid. Nose to the ground.
he crawled and wriggled through the
underground, Bobby ut his heels. And
now Bobby saw the trail. footprints.
It is true that they resembled those
Of heavy boots with nails. But on the
other hand, no one could say surely
that the nail marks were not those Of
claws.
Tucker circled about. The trail
grew more exciting. Bobby had to
crawl on hands and feet under and
through thickets. Branches had been
broken as by the passage of some large
body. The sportsman clutched his
weapon and went on.
An hour later the two hunters re-
turned for breakfast. Washing did
something to restore the leader to a
normal appearance, but a wondering
family discovered him covered with
wounds and strangely silent.
"Why, Bob, where have you been?"
his mother demanded. "Why, l v
saw so many scratches!"
1--WE been hunting" he replied
briefly. "They don't hurt, anyhow"
Then he relapsed into absorbed sill
ence. His mother, putting cream on
his cereal, placed an experienced hand
on his forehead. Are you sure You
feel well, dear?" she asked. Il think
your head is a little hot"
I'm all right. mother"
She was wisely silent, but she ran
over IN her mind the spring treatment
for children at home. The blood, she
felt, should be thinned after a winter
of sausages and rich cocoa She men
tally searched her medicine case.
A strange thing happened that day.
A broken plate disappeared from the
upper shelf of q closet, where Pepy
in it, similarly concealed also the heel
Of q loaf of bread. Nor was that the
end. For three days a sort of magic
reigned in Pepy's kitchen. Ten pOta-
toes, laid out to peel, became eight.
Matches and two ends Of candle
walked out, as it were, on their own
feet. A tin pan with a hole IN it left
the kitchen table and was discovered
hiding in Bobby'S bureau, when the
Fraulein put away the washing.
The gOverness protested that he
heard nothing she told him, and was
absent-minded at his lessons. But as
she was always protesting about some
thing, no one paid any attention.
Bobby drew ahead on his pocket allow
ance without question, and as his
birthday was not far of, asked for
"the dollar to grow on" in advance.
He always received a dollar for each
year, which went into the bank, and a
dollar to grow On, which was his own
to spend.
With the dollar he made q number
Of purchases-candleS and candlestick.
q toy pistol and caps, n of the masks
for the carnival, now displayed In all
the windows, a kitchen knife. wooden
plates, and q piece of bacon.
Now and then he appeared at the
scenic railway, distracted and viewing
with a calculating eye the furnishings
Of the engine room and workshop.
From there disappeared q broken
chair. a piece Of old carpet discarded
from a car, and a large paddock. but
the latter he asked for and obtained.
His occasional visits to the railway.
however, found him In old Adelbert's
shack. He filled his pockets with char
coal from the pail beside the stove.
and made cautious inquiries as to
methods Of cooking potatoes. But the
pail of old Adelbert's gloom penetrated
at last even through the boys abstrac-
ton.
81 hope your daughter is not worse"
he said politely, during n Of his
visits to the ticket booth.
"She is well. She recover strength
rapidly"
"And the new uniform-does 1t fit