The Washington herald., 1920-05-13
Facts Fiction Fashions and Features Of Interest to Women
The Foreign Policy of Co. SO o. Hzssy sy

on the next day he came back
grinning. How or where he lived
no one knew. And then John
!. Ryrnes' s-year@old son, Chris,
who brought him convalescent
delicacIes from home to eat, took
a fancy to Svangvsk, and they
allowed him to loaf about the
door of the engine house occa-
sionally.
One afternoon the big drab au-
tomobile of the deputy fire COM
missioner buzzed up to the door of
No. 80. and the deputy stepped in
side for an informal inspection.
The men clicked Svangvsk out a
little harder than usual and
proudly escorted the deputy
around 80, ain which everything
shone like my lady's mirror.
The deputy respected the sorrow
of the company concerning the
loss Of Erebus, and he had come
to promise 1t another mate for Joe
that would do him credit. So they
let Joe out of his stall and showed
the deputy how deserving he was
of the finest mate that could be in
horsedom.
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Joe confabbing, Chris climbed into
the deputy's auto and threw the
power full on. The men heard a
monster puhihg and q shrek from
the lad, and spraug out too late.
The big auto shot away, luckily
taking a straight course down the
street. The boy knew nothing of
its machinery; he sat clutching the
cushions and bowling. With the
power on nothing could have stop
ped that auto except a brick house,
and there was nothing for Chris
to gain by such a stoppage.
Demetre Svangvsk was just
coming in again with a grin for
another kick when Chris played
his merry little prank. While the
others sprang for the door De-
metre sprang for Joe. He glided
upon the horses bare back like a
snake and shouted something at
him like the crack of a dozen
whips. One of the firemen after
ward swore that Joe answered
him back in the same language.
Ten seconds after the auto started
the big horse was eating up the
asphalt behind it like a strip of
macaroni.
Some people two blocks and a
half away saw the rescue. They
said that the auto was nothing
but a drab noise with a black
speck in the middle of it for Chris,
when a big bay horse with a liz
ard lying on its back cantered up
alongside of it. and the lizard
reached over and picked the black
speck out OF the noise.
Only fifteen minutes after
Svangvsk's last kicking at the
hands-or rather the feet-of En-
glne Company No. 80 he rode Joe
back through the door with the
boy safe. but acutely conscious
of the licking he was going to re-
ceive.
Svangvsk slipped to the floor.
leaned his head against Joe's and
made a noise like a clucking hen.
Joe nodded and whistled loudly
through his nostrils, putting to
shame the knowledge of Sloviski,
of the delicatessen.
Jchn Byrnes walked up to
Svangvsk, who grinned. expecting
to be kicked. Byrnes gripped the
Outlander s" strongly by the hand
that Denetre grinned anyhow, con-
ceiving it to be a new form of
punishment.
THE heather rides like a Co.'S
sack" remarked a fireman who
had seen 4 Wild West show
they're the greatest riders in Inc
world"
The word seemed to electrify
Svangvsk. He grinned wider than
ever.
"Yas - yas me Cossack," he
spluttered, striking his chest
''Cossack" repeated John Byrnes
thoughtfully, "ain't that a kind of
Russian
They're one of the Russian
tribes, sure" said the desk man.
who read books between fire
alarms,
Just then Alderman Foley, who
was on his way home and did not
know of the runaway. stopped at
the door of the engine house and
called to Byrnes:
Hello. there. Jimmy. me boy
how's the war coming along?
Japs still got the bear on the trot,
have they?"
oh, 1 don't know" said John
Byrnes, argumentatively, them
Japs haven't got any walkover.
You wait till Kurspatkin gets a
good whack at 'em and they won't
be knee-high to a puddle duck
sky"