Evening star., 1921-05-08

start without disaster and riot. He
was further in a fair way to break
up the whole fair.
Just what is the main trouble with
| him hasn't been wholly fssered out"
reported the informant. who was not
a customer. but had come to the stall
with his news because. so he said. the
disturber had been shouting the name
of Dodge brothers as the saviors of
sick human nity. But it doesn't look as
friends He appeared on the stretch
with a pair OF drivers goggles lashed
onto his head. and the goggles had
been smoked. He lugged a larntern.
and was singing there in the blazing
sun It's a Starry Night for a RAM
! BILE. And he banged that larntern
! right and left against the noses of
hosses, and started three runaways,
| and when they tried to arrest him. he
pulled a couple of pickets off'n the
fence and belted the marshal off'm his
| boss and stood off two constabules
got up bee and locked him up in the
Gala boose under tn" grandstand. That's
| all to date! But there's a movement
on foot to find oIt how you two are
connected up with his performance.
/ Guess the contabules are coming right
paw wincapaWed down enough to talk
! and act a little sense" The news
/ monger scrutinized the two with
| curiosity. Perhaps you can tell me
what was done that he should get
pepersassed up like he is."
OF alarm and declared in duet that
who this Wincapaw person could be
| they had not the least idea.
| The moment they were alone they
began to get their belongings to-
/ Sether. They filled the wash boiler
| mi h oil
| and tugged 1t on the trot to the tune
| cart.
You hitch up and get away as
quick's you can" painted Driver
Dodge. "Til grab up my traps and
overtake you Oh the Candyhook road
thing. musically. about the conquering
! hero when he whipped the knock
kneed horse off the fair ground. He
made unobtrusive and hasty exit by
! way OF rear gate before any con-
! tables arrived.
The officers did come upon Driver
Bitterson Dodge when that gentleman
was lashing to his sulky the last Of the
Joab
If man by the name of winca pa W
! has done all that you say he has," he
retorted to their accusations. then he
| Is crazy. And when man is crazy,
! anything he says is only rawlings and
you can't expect a man Of my reputa :
! ton and standing to waste his breath
on something that amt no more i'm
portant than wind-hoot over bung-
hole. But Ill tell you what is impor-
mt: It's that this trot track amt no
! more a fit place for a good hoss, willis;
| that pot -bellied old Dobson is in that
stand than a red-hot stovelid is fit for
! a schoolmarm's bangle. That's why In,
! leaving. It's protest against a gang OF
drooling old money suckers, chasing a
day.
Dusty Joab started with a jump and
kicked disdainful clods OF dirt in the
! faces of the constables.
AT eventual: after the races were
! over. and the list Of casualties that day
! on the track were footed up. there was
conference of the fair officials re-
| garding the case Of Mr.. wincapaw.
| "If he's taken into court. there's no
telling how much the blasted lawyers
will drag out about u.s. said another
| official. The fair is all over. and I
! want to forget ii. and we can't forget
| it II we're called into court as wit
; nesses.''
Therefore constable was ordered to
release Mr.. Wincapaw from the Gala :
boose.
| EREED. Mr.. Wincapaw went forth
into the dusk and stared UP at the
| winking stars and into the mystic
depths of the heavens as IL he were now
asking Of the universe questions which
he had been vainly asking himself in the
blackness Of his prison pen. His hair
was reached; his eyebrows stuck up;
forehead was wrinkled, and his de-
meanor was that OF a man who was
avidiy eager to get at the solution OF
certain problems.
Naturally. his first thought was that
| Prof. kezar Dodge might be able to af-
! ford information. He stumbled his way
TO the stall where the aIchemic myste-
| ries had been performed. The door was
open: the stall was empty. When he
pursued his weary way behind the
only bare sWard. The tunecart was
| gone. too. There was an object that
glittered in the star-shine. He picked
it UP. 1t was the mustard bottle. But
the cork had been dislodged and the
angleworm had escaped.
There was light in tent on Mid
way row. In his dazed condition Mr..
| Wincapaw headed toward the light as a
moth instinctively seeks the flame. He
proclaimed: "Assembled Wonders of
! Nature.
| The light was behind canvas parti-
ton. and he heard there the voices OF
| Iflen III nus HOOO OF tne moment lie
was not bashful: he felt that he needed
! companionship. The next instant, plod
ding around the end of the partition.
he was convinced that this was not the
companionship he was looking for.
Right in front of his nose was the
! visage Of a particularly huge snake
jaws wide open. throat a horrid red.
eyes bulging out belligerently. The
snake was coiled in spiral. and the
head was fully five feet from the
ground. There were two men, sitting
on soap boxes, but he paid no attention
to them.
well, what about it," demanded one
Of the men.
Mr.. Wincapaw had discovered that in
the coils of the snake there was some
kind Of msshapen. shaggy animal. 1t
was comforting to feel that the. serpent
already had a victim.
One Of the men nudged the other.
after all the live ones you were seeing
on the grounds this afternoon. you
hadn't ought to be afraid Of stuffed
so he's stuffed returned Mr.. Win
capaw. showing neither surprise nor
1 Pelief- ,-"lu take rVnnr word for 1T.