South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1921-03-27

my profession. and pass olcnE "a lot
more ~ that ham. I'm holding the
closing exercises. says he. sof IS
hour fast
THE second night he was on the
Job he walks down from his corner
TO be cIzar-case and calls for Gig
arets. The customers az the tables
am smoker out loud TO show their
aequa 1tauce with history. The boss
- on.
An lets sce-oh. yes-'An an
arcaism. saws the boss. 'Cigarets
was net made AT The time when hall
berdiers was Invented
The ones you sell was says Sir
PerciHaI. 'Caporal wins from chron-
Ol0gy by the length OF a cork top
So ne sets EN- and lights one. and
puts the box En- his brass helmet,
and goes back 10 patrolling the
Rhindsiosh.
He made big hit. specially
with the ladies. some Of EN- would
poke him with their fingers 20 see
IL he was real or only kind OF
stuffed figure like they burn in
eIegy- And when he'd move they d
squeak or make eyes at him as they
went up 90 the s'osh. He looked
nne in his halber-dashery. He slept
lat B. "A week in ballroom on Third
az. He invited me up there one
night He had n little book on the
washstand that ne read instead Of
shopping in the saloons after hours.
I'm on to that, says T. from read
ing about il I'm novels All the
heroes on the bum carry the little
book. It's either Tantalus or Liver.
or Horace. and it's printed in Latin.
and you're a college man. And
wouldn't be surprised, says l. If you
wasn't educated. too. But il was
only the batting averages OF the
league for the last 10 years.
lone night, about half-past eleven,
there comes in a party of these
high rollers that are always hunting
up new places 20 eat in and poke
fun at. There was a swell girl in
a 40 h. p. auto, tan coat and veil.
and a fat old man with white side
whiskers. and a young chap that
couldn't keep his feet off the tail of
the girls coat. and an Oldish lady
that looked upon life as immoral
and unnecessary. How perfectly
| delightful,' they says. to sup in a
slosh. Up the stairs they go; and
in half a minute back down comes
| the girl, her skirts swishing like the
waves on the beach. She stops on
the landing and looks our halberd-
Ter in the eye.
'"You" she SAYS. with a smile that
reminded me OF lemon sherbet I
was waiting upstairs i'm the slosh.
then. and 1 was right down here by
the door putting some vinegar and
cayenne into an empty bottle of Ia
basco, and I heard all they said
1T says Sir Percival without
moving. I'm only local color. Are
my hauberk, helmet and halberd on
lstraight2'
Is there an explanation 10 this?
says he. Is il a practical joke such
as men play in those Griddle- cake
and Lamb clubs? I'm afraid I don't
see the point. I heard. vaguely. that
Iyou were away. For three months
I've have not seen you or heard
1 from you
I'm halberdiering for my living.
says the statue. I'm working. says
he. I don't suppose you know what
work means
Have you-have you lost your
money? she asks
Sir Percival studies a minute
L am poorer, SAYS he, than the
I poorest sandwich man on the
streets-if don't earn my living.
% You call this work. saws she.
I thought a man worked with his
hands or his head instead of becom-
\ ing a mountebank'
/ The calling Of "A halberdier.
! says he, is an ancient and honora bic
one. Sometimes says he. the man
alarms at the door has saved the
castle while the pumed knights
We're cake-walking in the banquet
halls above
81 see you're not ashamed says
she. of your peculiar tastes. ]
wonder, though. that the manhood
/ used to think I saw in YOU didn't
/
wood instead of publicly Haunting
your ignominy in this disgracefuI
masquerade.
Sir PerCival kind of rattles his
armor and SAYS: Helen. viii YOU
suspend sentence i'm this matter fol
just little while You don't un-
derstand. SAYS he. I've got 20 hold
this job down bit longer.
You like being a harlequin-oI
halberdier. as YOU call ito" says she
wouldn't get thrown out Of the
| job just now. says he. with a grin
to be appointed minister 10 the court
OF 81. James's
And then the 40 n. p. girls ewes
| sparNled rs hard as diamonds.
Very Well saws she. 'You shall
have fun run of your serving-man'.
tastes this night And she swim.
over 20 the boss's desk and gives
HIM smile that knocks the speck.
or his nose
II think Your Rindlosh. saws she
is as beautiful as a dream. II IS a
I little slice of the old world set down
in New York. We shall have nice
/ supper up there but if YOU vii
CraDt us one favor the illusion vii
| be perfect-give us YOU haIberd!ei
90 wait on our table.
THAT hit the bosss antiolorD
/ hobby just richt Sure saws he
dot win be fine Und der orchestra
shall blay Die Yacht am Rhine.
an der time And ne goes over and
tells the halberdier 10 so upstairs
land hustle The grub az the swells
. table.
I'm or the job. saws SIR Per.
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