American Falls press. [volume] (American Falls, Idaho) 1907-1937, 1919-03-21
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TIottentot
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BY JEROME G. BEATTY
(Copyrlght)

ing twosOme bridge WIN uu'H"''
hands. 1t was nearly three O'Clock I'd
the morning. was dealing 10
O'Grady, who sat facing the WINDOWS
81 never knew an freshman IN my
life who wouldn't try to lick every
thing. even the worst animal tilat ue-
lirium tremens ever
O'Grady stopped short.
looked up.
He was staring at the window ne
hind me, and slowly and caretuIly ne
began TO pull out the drawer In the
fable I'm front of him. We KEPT our
revolvers In that drawer.
| stopped dealing.
"Keep on. Don't move" he cohl-
manded softly.
The rain seemed to have stopped l
found later that | dealt all the cardS
in the middle of the table. Bellhn
me. through the open window, ! heard
the clang of chains and a SORT OF
scraplng on the brick wall. There was
no fre-escape there and the ground
was four stories below. ! thought
heard a low growl.
The next instant a brown human
skull fell on the table before me, rolled
over and stopped, staring with empty
eyes at my throat.
O'Grady fred past my head. | turn
ed quickly. ard out Of the window,
where It had crouched | saw a big
dripping, hideous, one-armed, hairy
figure, from whose breast a long horn
protruded.
And 1t had no head
We rushed to the window, OGrady
first, carrying the revolver. The huge
beast was several feet below our win
dow, hanging to the water-pipe, its
feet on a brick cap over the window
, below ours. Chains hung from its
+ body, and by the light from the street
we could zee that Its long hair was
/ matted with mud.
Mortified, we watched the thing
> struggle a moment to get a firm foot
t Ing and to hold with one arm, which,
a noticed Low, was attached to Its
/ side instead of its shoulder.
r They In a muAled growl, the head
less giant spoke!
n Cant you give a guy a llftY" Il
L said.
e We couldn't tell where the vote,
i came from.
Q "What are your" | asked in astonish
{ ment.
Talk up or I'll shoot again,
u O'Grady commanded.
"Tm the Headless HOttentot of tn
: Himalayas-the Blood-Sweating KiosI
' Of the Holy Writ, and my name is Bill
H., Klank, You missed me the first time
but please don't shoot again. All
. want Is somebody to undo me and lie
y" me get at the pie-eyed rat that go
me into this"
. "Who? UsY" asked the ever-car
70 tlous O'Grady.
mo" grunted the Headless Hotter
N tot. and with remarkable agility, cor
10 sidering that he had only one arm, h
began to crawl up the water-pipe.
20 We helped the wet, muddy giar
40 into the room. On his instructions W
NJ unlocked him down the back, and Ri
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skin and sank into a chair. His hea
y. and one of his arms had been insld
n the padded covering. which was so d.
"a vlscd as to make the top of his hea
no level with the shoulders Of the heat
IN Tess animal he represented. To Sc
Il. he had been forced to look out tw
Sits In the chest of the skin.
uhn f,Nrtnr t,rog ppIInJ er,.., A. a..
be cigars We're put at the side o /
Oh Blood Sweating Kiosk, and he told
70 this story
no 81 was a hlgr-wire man, doubling
a trapeze act with the Bingley Brot
IL ers' circus until a month ago. when
no met that heather, sneaking yeggmi
=, thnt-"
,r Have another drink" interrupt,
10 the diplomatic O'tirndy.
yo The Kiosk swallowed the liquid wi
a toss Of his head, and continued:
70 TON Hanks wns hallyhoo man
no the side-show. He framed up {
nv scheme where we were to have
nj much money that the price Of a mot,
ed ear would be small change. The on
Id NHluN uboNl TINS pau llldI makes |
hesitate Tom says to me, IS tn
.ce somebody might murder us so as
en- steal our act We took the chance
rather ! did. Tom, the yellow-hea
ed. cheese-brained-
Thanks. This is good LIQUOR.
1.-THE plan was to make a Headl,
ed Hottentnt, and take him round
Ruhe route-country fairs, you knc
! was to be the Hottentot. and r,
was to ballyhoo. We bought us
he old lions cage from the circus a
Yen got us n lot Of chains. and | made n
suit, It's a great suit" he said pro
of ly; made It out Of mule-skin q
as hOrse-hair and a cows horn. | would
take a hundred dollars for Il.
m hooks up so good you can look
md over me when it's on and not end h
'el- ] got into Il.
IAN ave got a banner painted.
nished the money. Gee. II there e
was a goat, | was II. and all heca