Indiana daily times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1914-1922, 1921-07-23

But now the time was come for action,
for the hands Of the clock were moving
close to noon: Browning uPGin Tripp, (
/ Miss Lowery, delicately convincing her
of the Importance of returning home ae
once. And I Impressed upon her eth. the
| necessary to her future happiness that
she mention to Hi the wonders or the
! fact of her visit to the city that had
swallowed up the unlucky George.
| She said she had left her horse (uns
/ fortunate Rosinante) tied to a tree near
the railroad station. Trip and | gave
/ her Instructions to mount the patient
steed as soon as she arrived and ride
| home as fast IS possible. There she was
! to recount the exciting adventure OF
] day spent with Susie Adams. She could
/ fix" Susie-I was sure of that-and all
would be well.
| And then, being susceptible to the
| barbed arrows of beauty, l warmed TO
| the adventure. The three of us hurried
to the ferry, and there I found the price
! Of a ticket to Greenburg to be but Sl.s0.
! l bought one and a red red rose with
! the 20 cents for Miss Lowery. We saw
her aboard her ferryboat and stood
watching her wave her handkerchlet at
us until II was the tiniest white patch
= ina ginable. And then Trip and faced
each other. brought back to ear. g left
! dry and desolate in the shade of the
| sombre verities of life.
The spell wrought by beauty AID ro-
nance was dwindling. l looked at Trip
/ and almost sneered. He looked mors
! careworn, contemplate, and disreputable
! than ever I fingered the two silve- dol
! lars remaining in my pocket and looked
at him with the half-closed eyeltds or
contempt. He mustered UP an imitation
| of resistance.
Cant you get a story out of it?" he
| asked huskily. Some sort of story,
even If you have to take part Of it?"
mot line" said 1. Il can fancy the
! look on Grimes face If I should try to
put over any slush like this But we've
helped the little lady out, and thatu have
/ to be our only reward.
I'm sorry" said Trip, almost in
audibly. I'm sorry you're out your
money. Now, it seemed to me like a kind
/ Of a big story, you know-thnt is. sort
| Of thing that would write up pretty we'll"
! Lets try to forget it," said I, with a
| praiseworthy attempt at gayety, land
! take the next car cross town"
/ 1 steeled myself against his unex-
! pressed but palpable desire. He should
not coax, cajole or wiring from me the
/ dollar be craved. I had enough of that
/ wild goose chase
| Trip feebly unbuttoned his coat of
/ the faded pattern and glossy seams to
| reach for something that had once been
/ handkerchief deep down in some OBJ
/ scure and cavernOus pocket As he did
I so I caught the shine of q cheap silver
/ plated watch chain across his vest, and
/ something dangling from 1t caused me
| to stretcn forth my hand and seize it
| curously. it was the half of a silver
! dime that had been cut in halves with a
/ chisel
| What" said, looking at him keenly
| "Oh, yes" he responded duly. George
! Brown, alias Trip. What's the use?"
! Barring the W. c. T. L., I'd like to
| know if anybody disapproves of my hav-
| ing produced promptly from my pocket
Trips whisky dollar and unhesitatingly
| laying it in his hand.