The Dolores star., 1924-08-29

ber Transley and his wife-Zen. OF
the Y.D.?''
"You don't say! Thanks for that tip
about dressing up. may explain"
Linder continued, turning to Murdoch.
there was time when | might have
been IN nlso-ran in the race for Y.D's
daughter. only Transley beat me on
the getaway"
"You." Grant exclaimed. incred-
ulously.
You, too" I.inder returned,
great light dawnlng.
Promptly at six Linder drew his auto
summer home with Grant and Muir
! doch on board Wilson had been
watching, and rushed down upon
them but before he could Chamber up
on Grant great teddy-bear was
| thrust Into his arms and sent him.
wild with delight, to his mother.
Look, mother! Look what the
Man-on-the-fIill brought. See! He
| has fire in his eyes :"
Transley and Y.D. met the guests
at the gate. How do, Grant? Glad
to see you. old man." said Transley.
shaking his hand cordially. The
wife has had So many good words for
you am almost jealous. What ho.
Linder, BY all that's wonderful,
You old prairie dog. why did you
never look me up? wns beginning
to think the Boche had got you"
Grant introduced Murdoch, and Y ID.
received them as cordially as had
! Transley. "Glad to see you fellows
back" he exclaimed. Il al'us said
the Western men 'ud put crlmp In
the kaiser, spite o hi an high
water!"
"One thing the war has taught u.s."
said Grant, modestly, SIS that men are
pretty much alike, whether they
come from west or east or north or
! south. No race has monopoly of
heroism"
well, come on In," Transley beck
oned, leading the way Dinner will
be ready sharp on time twenty min
| utes late. Not being n married man,
Grant, you will not understand that
reckoning. You'll have to excuse Mrs.
Transley few minutes; she's holding
down the nccelerator In the kitchen.
Come In; I want you to meet S1ulggs."
Squlggs proved to be round man
with huge round tortoise-shel glasses
and round red face TO match. He
shook hands with manner that sug-
| gested that In doing so he was max
Ing rather good fellow OF himself
we must have n little fabrication.
Tor I.D.'s sake said Transley, pro
ducing bottle and glasses. 81 sup.
pose 1t was the dust on the plains
/ that gave these old COW punchers n
thirst which never can be slaked.
These be evil days for the old d-tlmers
| Grant"
Not any, thanks"
No? Well. there's no accounting
for tastes. SquiggsT
I'm lawyer" said Squiggs, land
as booze Is now ultra wires do my
best to keep It down." and Mr..
Sqniggs beamed genlally upon his
pleasantly and the full glass In his
hand.
Il take snort when want It and !
don't care who knows It," said Y.D.
Il al'us did, and l reckon I'll keen on
to the finish. 1t didn't snuff me ont
In my youth and innocence, anyway
Just the same, I'm admittln' It's bad
medicine in onskillful hands. Here's
ho!"
The glasses had Just been drained
when Mrs. Transley entered the room
flushed but radiant from IL strenuous
half hour in the kitchen.
wen. here you !" she exclaimed
so glad you could come. Mr.. Grant
why, Mr.. Llnder, OF all people-
This Is pleasure. And Mr.. ~"
MIR. Murdoch" Transey supplied
My chief of staff the man who
persists In keeping me rch." Grant
elaborated
81 mustn't keep you waiting longer
Dinner is ready. Dad, you are to
carve"
Hanged If will! I'm n guest here
and | stand on my rights" YD e,'
ploded.
Ihen you must do 1t, Frank
suppose So said TransIey sal
though all / get out of meal whom 7
nave to carve is splashlng and pro-
iahity. You know. Squggs. I've fip.
ured 1t out that this practice OF re-.
quiring the nominal head of the housa
10 carve has come down from the dovs
"hen there wasn't usually enough IN
go round. and the carver had to m,ka
some fine decisions, and, perbons
maintain them by force. If I'm.
place under modern civilization"
(To BE CONTINUED,
Not a Crime, a Miracl.