South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1920-11-14

eye. and tie him up Tor Gay %
two. anyhow. on a disturbal OF me
peace proposition
Mrs. COnyers goes inside ana
cries with the landlords wife, VINO
is fixing up some catnip tea tnat
will make everything all right TOT
the Door dear. The landlord comes
out on the porch, thumbing MS one
suspender. and says 20 me:
Amt had so much eXcitements
I'm town since Bedford Steegall
wife swallered a spring lizard.
seen him through the winder nit
her with the buggy whip, and every
thing. What's that suit Of clothes
cost YOU. you got on2 Pears ike
we'd have some rain. don't II? Say,
doc, that Indian OF yOurn's on KIND
OF a whizz tonight, amt heE 'He
comes along just before YOU did. and
I told him about this here occur
renee. He gives a Gurus kind or a
boot. and trotted off. l guess our
consta ble'll have him in the lock
up fore morning
II thought ia sit on the porch
and wait for the ! o'clock train.
wasn't feeling saturated with mirth.
Here was John Tom on one OF his
sprees, and this kidnapping bust
ness losing sleep for me. But then,
I'm always having trouble with
other peoples troubles Every few
minutes Mrs. Conyers would come
out on the porch and look down the
road the way the buggy went, Ike
she expected to see that kid COM
ing back on a white pony with red
apple in his hand. Now wasn't that
like a woman And that brings up
cats. I saw a mouse go in this hole
SAYS Mrs. Cat you can go pry up a
plank over there If you like; III
watch this hole
About a quarter 10 1 o'clock the
lady comes out again, restless, cry
ing easy, as females do for their
own amusement, and she looks down
the road against and listens. NOW.
ma am, says L, there's no use
watching cold wheel-tracks. BY this
time they're halfway to Hush
she says holding up her hand. And
I do hear something coming flip
flap in the dark; and then there is
the awfulest war-whoop ever heard
outside of Madison Square Garden
at a Buffalo Bill matinee. And UP
the steps and onto the porch jumps
the disrespectable Indian. The lamp
in the hall shines on him, and 1 fail
TO recognize Mr.. J. T. Little Bear,
alumnus Of the class of 81. What
I see is a Cherokee brave, and the
warpath is what he has been travel
ing. Firewater and other things
have got him going. His buckskin
is hanging in strings. and his fea-
theirs are mixed up like n frizZly
hens The dust of miles is on his
Ltoccasins. and the light in his eye
IS the kind the abOrigines wear. But
In his arms he brings that kid. his
eyes half closed, with his little
shoes dangling and one hand fast
around the Indiana's collar.
'PappOOseu says John Tom, and
/ notice that the flowers Of the
white mans syntax have left his
tongue. He is the original PROPOSE
ton in bears claws and copper
color. Me bring. says he, and he
lays the KID in his mothers arms.
Run IS mile, says oohn Ton. -
Ugh, Catch white man. Bring
pappoose
The little woman is in extrem-
tiles of gladness. She must wake
mp that stir-up trouble yoUngster
and hug him and make proclama-
ton that he is his mammals own
precious treasure. L was about to
ask questions, but ! looked at Mr.
Little Bear, and my eve caught the
sight of something in his belt. Now
90 TO bed, mann says 1. and this
gadabout youngster likewise. for
there's no more danger, and the kid
mapping business is not what il was
earlier in the night
L inyeigled John Tom down 20
camp quick. and when he tumbled
off asleep I got that thing out OF
his belt and disposed oe 1t where
the eye of education can't see it,
For even the football colleges dis
approve Of the art of sCalp-taking
in their curriculums
1T is 10 o'clock next day when
John Tom wakes up and looks
around. 1 am glad 70 see the nine
teenth century in his eyes again
What was 1t. Jeff?' he asks.
" Heap frewater,' says l.
John Tom frOwns. and thinks q
little. Combined says he directly,
with the interesting little physiO-
logical shake-up known as reversion
TO type. L remember now. Have
they gone YETI
On the 1880 train 7 answers.
Ugh" says John Tom, better
$50. Paleface, bring big Chief Wish
Heap-Dough a little brOmo-seItzer.
and then he'll take up the redman's
burden again
Copyright 1920.