The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1920-10-29

dust in my headlights, and they were
out O. sight around the corner.
Believe me- l didn't consume much
time gettin' into that garage. Say"
says to the young fellow standin'
right inside the door, "say-where's
the car goin' that just left here?"
| what carr" he says, actin as if
he didn't know all about what l was
meanin'.
"You know what I'm talkin' about"
1 says. 'Now, don't waste your gas
! say somethin' when you speak,"
"Who are your" he asks, naughty.
"Im me-" enlightens, brief.
"Now," says, 81 want you to get me
another gas-buggy ready-one that's
got some speed in her-and chauf-
feur that amt afraid O. steppin' when
the steppin's good! And where's
your phone?" I says. 81 want to use
it,"
He points it out. "You-you want
to engage machine?" he says.
"That's what 1 understood myself to
say" I answers. "I'm goin' to trail
that other wagon to Reigelman's!" l
was watchin' him close as said this.
"How do you know they're goin' to
Reigelmans?" he bursts out, real ex-
cited.
u laughs, and he looks pretty fool
| ish, and gets about the shade of a
nice, fresh lobster salad.
Thanks for the information!" l
says, and goes to the phone. Then l
called up Jack, and told him where
Maggie had gone.
"Oh-oh, my!" he awils, like some
thin inside of him hurts him. ooh,
my-to think that Maggie-oh, is in
that h-oh!-oh!-"
"Gee," 1 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!"
Call right" he says, fearful. "An'
you'll watch over her? Oh, you-How
can thank you sa-"
"Actin!" I says, and slams the re-
ceiver down.
They had a machine cranked up
and standin' ready by the door. 1
looked the chauffeur over-I don't risk
my fair life with everything! Honest,
he looked like cross between union
teamster on a strike and ten-twent'-
thirt' hick comedian doin' one nights!
"Can you drive this carr" 1 asks
him.
"You watch mel" ne says, GRIMM
''Well," l says, 1 want to go to
Reigelman's tavern, and it amt to
be funeral procession, either;
want to arrive! If you have to break
the law-go to it! I'll have it
mended!"
IN on" he says. "Hop I'M"
AS he drove out into Fifth street,
climbed in; there was a roar of the
engine, jerk, and I sat down, hard
an sudden, just as we passed Seven
teenth street
| Believe me, that chauffeur person
took me at my word! The speed he
showed would have done credit to a
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'n! 1 was really
worried; it was only four miles to
Reigelmans, 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!
| 1 leaned forward and shouted at
him through the little air-hole back
of his left ear "Say," says, 81 want
Reigelman's-"
At that moment somethin' hap
pened. l went back against the seat
with jar that loosened my teeth,
my complexion, and my front hair;
rebounded like rubber ball; hit the
floor with a bang, and bounced up
on the seat again.
While l was comm to, the chauf-
feur opened the door. Were here!"
he yells in my face.
Gee, Pm glad to know it," I says:
II had a sneakin' suspicion we was
some place else! What hit us?"
"Nothin'!" he says, laughin' at me-
81 just stopped"
! $50 l noticed" 1 says. But
didn't"
got out O. the cart and lamped the
scenery. We were standin' in front