News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1921-03-09


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wheels Of my wagon on the curb II
front of the Poppy club. Dock me
thirty, please, and make out my pay
check"
Through, Slim? Whadda va mean p
said Mr.. O'Shaughnessy. think Tn
! goin' to sack you for skid on a day
like this? Pay for your fun, kid, but
! take another wagon"
Robert Randolph, alias Slim Her
vey, shook his head.
"You don't understand" he said
live lost my nerve"
Lost your nerve!" gasped Mr.
O'Shaughnessy. "Whadda va mean by
tellin' me a lie like that? Come on.
now; draw a map! Did We kill the
inside?"
"Oh, no." said Slim; that's just it.
l mean, the young lady is very much
all right"
II begin to get you," murmured
Tourke. "Skirt on your track, ell? 2"
A look of pity followed by one of
loyalty crept into his eyes. Look
here, Slim" he continued: Il know
that tryin' to trick female is like
playin' hockey with stick O dyna-
mite, but we got lot O. high cards to
draw to. First shot out O. the box.
all the boys here is for you. Then
there's your frien's, the Force. l want
to tell you, Slim, you're the first driver
| ever had that could flatten out a cop
on busy day an make him think it
was a joke"
Thanks" said Mr.. Randolph but
shook his head sadly.
"NOw, listen" resumed Mr..
O'Shaughnessy: I'm goin' to have
the boys up here as they come in an
put 'em on. In the enteract, you slip
out for makeup. Get Sally Painter
round the corner to tone your face
down to the color Of your freckles, do
little job on yer eyebrows. an fiS
deep scar in the upper lip Of yer
speakin' tube. Get me?"
Mr. Randolph's widely placed blue
eyes narrowed in an effort to examine
the proposition shrewdly from all
angles, and the light of hope was Just
beginning to dawn across the trouble
In his honest face when there came
sharp knock on the door, followed
promptly by the rattle Of the loose
knob and the unceremOnious entry
Of one birdlike, ba,d-headed, dapper
corporation lawyer and two corpulent
gum-shoe plain-clothes men.
We're! Wot the" exclaimed the
outraged Mr.. 'Shaughnessy.
The legal light paid him no heed and
advanced on the fast-wiIting Slim Her
vey with outstretched hand.
Robert" he cried beamingly. MY
dear boy, I'm glad to see you"
Don't dake the glad hand, SLIM"
warned Mr. O'Shaughnessy. THE lit
tie runt may be tryin' to serve papers
on yer. Now, gents, show yer war
rant er I'll call the boys an you take
the consequences"
II guess it's all right, Tourke," said
Slim weakly. "They aren't going to
pull me, exactly"
Il don't care whether they think |
they're gOin' to pinch you err not" re-
marked Mr.. O'Shaughnessy, fixing
malignant eyes on the two heavy |
Ranking forces of the small lawyer. |
Il never did like the smell of fat" |
Suddenly he roared: Hey! Boys!"
The two bulls, strayed into inhos- |
pitable pastures, turned, stepped cat /
footed to the door, and took the flight |
OF steps in three. They cannot be |
blamed, for they had recognized in Mr.. |
OShaughnessy the man who had once /
been arrested for pushing over with /
one hand a Ford that had crowded |
him
Now, Robert" said the legal per-
'onage, apparently quite oblivious of
he desertion Of his supports, NJ just
want to talk with you. May l sit
lown?"
Certainly, Mr.. Mllyuns" said Rob-
ert alphabetically.
Excuse me-" murnured Mr..
)'Shaughnessy. did l, or didn't
yet the name. correct?"
Il beg your pardon, Tourlle." said
Robert Mr.. Borden Milyuns Mr. |
Tourke O'Shaughnessy. lie pro-
bounced it "O'Shockenssy," to the de-
light of the owners ears, long unac-
to the correct information uf !
he exotic patronymic.