The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1920-10-29

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nice, fresh lobster salad.
Thanks for the information,
says. and goes to the phone. Then
called up Jack, and told him where
Maggie had gone.
"Oh-oh, MY" he awils, like some
thin inside of him hurts him. ''Oh,
my-to think that Maggie-oh, is in
that ce-with-ohi-ohi
Gee" I says. Can the lament!
Give US some action! You toddle over
here to this garage, tumble into an
automobile, and show some speed!
I'll be waitin' at the church, mean
the inn, And you'd better attach
mother on your way down. s'pose
the kid'll want her!"
"All right" he says, fearful. AN
you'll watch over her? Oh, you-How
can I thank you sa-"
Actin" I says, and slams the re-
ceiver down.
They had machine cranked up
and standin ready by the door
looked the chauffeur over-I don't risk
my fair life with ever thingi Honest,
he looked like cross between union
teamster on strike and a ten-twent'
thirt' hick comedian dom one nights!
Can you drive this carr" l asks
him.
"You watch mel" ne says, GRIMM
well" l says, want to go to
Reigelman's tavern, and it amt to
be funeral procession, either;
want to arrivei If you have to break
the law-go to it! I'll have it
mended,"
" m on" he says. Hop in"
As he drove out into Fifth street,
climbed in; there was a roar of the
engine, a jerk, and l sat down, hard
an sudden, just as we passed Seven
teenth street.
Believe me, that chauffeur person
took me at my world The speed he
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race track. He went so fast he skip
ped part of the road; and we went
around corners on one wheel, and
not much O. that'ni l was really
worried; it was only four miles to
Reigelman's. an 1 was afraid we'd be
clear out O. the State fore he could
get the brakes on. But he just kept
goin Gee, it was gettin' me edgy!
l leaned forward and shouted at
him through the little air-hole back
of his left ear. Say" l says, 81 want
Reigelman's-''
At that moment somethin' hap
pened. l went back against the seat
with a jar that loosened my teeth,
my complexion, and my front hair;
rebounded like a rubber ball; hit the
floor with a bang, and bounced up
on the seat again.
While I was comm to, the chauf
feur opened the door. Were here!"
he yells in my face.
Gee, I'm glad to know it," says:
81 had sneakin' suspicion we was
some place else! What hit u.s."
"Nothin'!" he says, laughin' at me.
81 Just stopped"
so I noticed" I says. But
didn't"
l got out O. the cart and lamped the
scenery. We were standin' in front
of Reigelman's. It's one of those ram
shackle old barns fixed up fine, an
inconvenient enough to be artistic;
and it's labeled with one O. those signs
made of a busted board, not even
sawed off straight, an hangin' from
a piece of rusty chain-all to make it
look antique"
Over across the road, facin' t'wards
town, was the car Maggie and Rut-
ledge had come in. Say l says to
the chauffeur, "say, you trundle this
carriage over behind the other wagon,
facin' the same way. And stay there
SOS we can follow 'em if they try
to get away
What is this" he says, "a detec-
tive stunt?"
NO" snaps, Its movie serial
THE Meanders O. Maggie
When I got inside O. the place, I
saw that Maggie and the fine gent
amt in view O. the camera, as you
might say. A fellow in a white apron
comes up, eyein' me kind O. funny.
"Table?" he asks, condescendin'.
NO" l says, I'll take it standin.'
"Your-your escort?" he says, rails
in his eyebrows clear over his face
to show me how shockin' it was-me
bein' there alone.
"Cut it," I says. Then I gets an
idea. you see" I says, lowerin' my
voice. you see, I'm a lady detective"
I says, like I thought lady detective
would say it. Anyhow, it worked.
ooh, yes'm," he says, real respect
full. What can do for you?"
There's guy here-George Rut-
ledge l says.
He looks blank-or tries to- he
couldn't improve much on nature. 81
don't know" he says.
well, do" l says. 81 know he's
here-aause I tracked him here!"
C"Tracked"-some word, heh? I'm