The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1919-09-25

Oh. no, he wasn't wanted. Snap
per had merely noted that he hac
been looking poorly Of late, and
stopped to inquire about his health
He spirited to the corner just In
time to see the fireman turn to the
right block ahead. On an easy trot
the eall-boy followed after. Overtak-
ing brakeman. Snapper asked If he
had seen Burnside.
"BurDslde?" said the man. Yep;
just passed here with throttle wide
open and both pops up. Hit the curve
and shot up that first alley"-point-
ing-"and he was going some. Why,
I'll bet be was halfway up the side
Of that house when he made the turn.
and reckon you'll and his footmarks
on the wall.
He called to me to tell you to
hurry up, kid" he said with grin !:
"and you want to move lively, or he'll
lvse you"
Snapper knew this was all CANNON.
He glanced at his watch. 1t was al
most ninethirty.
IN look for those footmarks some
other time" he remarked dryly; I'm
In hurry now" and he started OF
afresh at a jog trot In the direction
that had been indicated.
There's that long-legged kid
again p calculated Burnside. IF he
comes back here to the kitchen, III
| slip out the front door and join you
on the car somewhere. If he comes
to the front. keep him till can get
to the other side Of the run; and after
he's gone, I'll come around by the
street."
Snappers schedule took him to the
front door. There was no answer to
his first ring, so he rang again; and
shortly Miss Carnigan answered.
"Oh it's you, is it7' was her tart
greeting. What do you want now7
It's pity you couldn't have come
around to the kitchen door,"
That's the fault Of me tender
heart, Kitty" returned the unabashed
Snapper. 81 want Jimmy Burnside,
and couldn't bear to break 1t to him
suddenly. You tell him."
Didn't l tell you he had left
here?"
Jaw, quit 1t, KittyI Amt he go
ing on the picnic with you? Sure!"
We'll" was the admission, "he came
back after you left, but he's gone
again. You might find him at his
boarding house."
Snapper struggled to keep a straight
face.
'Pve been there once" he returned;
"and the book of rules says"-f1e held |
his call book close to his nose and
thumbed over some blank pages-'it
says, here: Rule 106-In all cases of
doubt or uncertainty, see for your
SELF I've got to do It, Kitty" and he
pushed into the house.
''Oh, very well !" retorted the young
lady, and followed through to where
her mother and younger sister were
the packing Of the picnic bas-
kets in the kitchen. "Nowi are you
Snapper made no reply. Something
Of more immediate interest absorbed
all his faculties, for his eyes had light
ed on the top layer In one of the bas-
kets. "Are those some Of your own
pies, Mrs. Carniganr he inquired in
lwed tones.
"Sure!" was the answer. Whose
would they be"
But, some that you baked your
'elf7" he persisted with an air Of
Itrong disbelief.
"Of coorse!"
Mrs. Carnigan"-he wanted q calm,
Judicial answer to this quest-"are
7our pies as good as they used to be?"
"Well / never" cried Mrs Carni-
IAN, fiinging up her hands. If you :
int the blarneyerw
Snapper was not 4 beauty. He was
till growing; his Joints were too :
DOSE, his feet too big, his clothes too
mall; yet when he opened his mouth
0 take in the piece Of pie that was inn
cut for him. expanding until
is freckles ran.together and his whole
ountenance resembled nothing so :,
luch as wedge disappearing through :.
large, rusty washer, he became for
ne moment sight that gave true Joy =
} Mrs. Carnigan's domestic heart. :,
"That certainly was good" he muir Il
Iured In heartfelt commendation as he
the last Of 1t. Then he met II
Iiss Carnigan's anxious eye and gave Ii
sudden impish start Gee, Kittyl" D,
e exclaimed. Someone's fell In the
eek"
Stopping at the creek merely long Il
Rough to pull the plank out Of the la
alter and set. It roughly In place. he m
listened to the boarding house and
ent softly up to the nremen's room.
e snickered to himself at hearing
nrnside muttering objurgations inside W
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