Emmons County record. [volume] (Williamsport, D.T. [i.e. N.D.]) 1884-current, 1922-08-10

gist living. He knows his Hex-a-poda
and Myri-a-poda as the most Of us
know our alphabet. The
humble home of the learned man has
become a Mecca. toward which both
great and small Of the scientific world
are bending eager steps. The
career of Marvin reads like a ro-
nance, and he has fought his way to
his present enviable position by sheer
grit, and ability, having had to combat
with all the narrow criticism and mis-
conceptions usual in the case Of pro-
gressive thinker In small town. In
deed, 1t is said that even now his ma
tive village fails to recognize the
honor that is hers
"JehOshaphat I" exclaimed Seth Will
Der family. a
Fletcher folded the paper and
brought his fist down hard upon 1t.
There's more-a heap more" he
cried excitedly.
"But how-what--" stammered
Jared. whose wits were slow on un.
trodden paths.
"It's old Marvin's son-don't you
seer" interrupted Squire Fletcher i'm
patiently. "He's big!-famous."
1t was on Monday, three days later,
that Jared, Seth and the Squire were
once more accosted In the hotel office
by a man they did not know.
"Good-evening, gentlemen, +"
"You don't even have to say it." cut
In Jared, with flourish of both hands.
1--WE know why you're here without
your telling"
can you've come ter the right place,
sir-the right place." declared Seth
Wilbur, pompously. "What Professor
Marvin don't know about ougs an
spiders amt with KNOWN. I tell We,
sir, he's the biggest entymollygist that
there Is ter be found"
"That he is," affirmed the Squire,
with an indulgently superior smile
toward Wilber-"the very greatest en-
tomologist living" he corrected care
fully. "And no wonder, sir; he's
studied bugs from babyhood. I've
known him all his life-all his life,
sir, and always said he'd make his
mark in the world
'Oh, but" began the stranger.
"'Member when he took the par.
sons hat to catch butterflies Int"
chuckled Jared, speaking to the
Squire, but throwing furtive glances
toward the stranger to make sure Of
his attention. "Gorry-but he was a
cute one! Wish t had been my hat.
I'd a had it framed, an labeled an
hung up on the wall there"
Eyes. remember" nodded the
Squire; then he added with compla.
cent smile: 1.-THE mischievous little
lad used my overshoe for fish-pond
once-I have that overshoe yet"
The stranger shifted from one foot
to the other.
Eyes. yes" he began, ''but-''
"Yoh'd oughter seen him when old
Marvin used ter send him out to hoe
pertaters," cut in Jared gleefully.
"see here, gentlemen" broke in the
stranger pompously, with a shade Of
irritation in his voice. "Will you Ill
low me to speak? And VIII you inform
me what all this Is aboutT'
about? Why, it's about Prof.
George Marvin, to be sure" rejoined
Squire Fletcher. spray, what else
should It be aboutf'
II guess you know what it's about
all right, stranger" chuckled Seth
WILDER, with shrewd wink. "You
can't fool us. Mebbe you're one o
them fellers what thinks we don't
know enough ter 'preciate big mar
when we've got him. No, Stree! We
amt that kind. Come, We needn't play
of no longer. We know why you're
here, an we're glad ter see We, an
| we're. proud ter show ye the way tel
our professors. Come ont amt
! fur"
The stranger drew back. His fac,
grew red, then purple.
1 II should like to know" he sput
tered thickly. II should like to know
If you really think that III have com,
way up here to see this old bug man
Why, man alive, never even heard o
him!"
WHAT" calculated three dlsbellev
ing voices, their owners too dunn
founded to take exceptions to tn,
sneer in tone and words. "Zouudi
J, man what did you come for, then1
demanded the Squire. &.
The stranger raised his chin.
"See here, who do you think ann
he demanded pompously, as b
squared himself before them in all hi
glory of checkered trousers, tall hal
and Haunting watchchain. "Who a
you think ann am Theophilus Az
gustus Smythe, sir, advance agent an
head manager of the Kalamazoo None
1 Like-It Salve company came, 81,
to make arrangements for. their al
rival tomorrow morning. They shoy
in this town tomorrow night.
| For moment there was absolut
silence; then Seth WILDER spoke. 4
! "Well. by ginger 80 you = you
oughter have come ter see the pro
4 lessor, anyhow" he muttered, weak
ly,sas he fell back In his chair. "Sa,
Squire member when Marvin ;
Dyer the desk Theophilus Augusta
Snaythe crossed his & with m violnn