The Bozeman courier., 1926-09-10
THR sTORY SO FAR

THE STORY so FAR
The secene of this story is the lot of
the Midnight Picture Corporation. Eddie
kizz is being vigorously taken to task by
y. caesar Clump for misplacing some
costumes Eddie maintains his innocence
but to no avail. Eddie had been having
hard luck Of late. and this little affair
seemed TO be sure to spell his final un-
doing. He decided that some enemy was
trying TO get him in bad. He starts out
determinedly to ascertain the source of
his bad luck, when he is startled to find
himself in the presence Of a bear. He at
once makes friends with the beast, and
starts across the lot. He stumbIes into
Festus Martin and hot words ensue. Just
at this moment Eddie is called to the
office of President Latimer Of the Mid
night Pictures.
And. now the story
President Latimer glowered upon the
| trembling Mr.. Fizz.
Hello, Useless"
"HOwdye, President. How you is this
mawnin'?"
Rotten. Plumb absotively rotten. Also
Ise furious"
"Ain't it the truth?"
"YOu said somethin'. An Ise gittin'
furiouser ev'y minute. Now, listen at me
To- times in a week sOmethin' has been
/ found missin'. Lii things which is gross
s'posed to be. It's yO' job to see that they
is there. Now, where is they?"
1t was on the tip Of Eddie's tongue
10 explain to President Latimer his sus-
picions Of Festus Martin, but he realized
that such would be a distinctly bad piece
Of strategy. Latimer would not belive-
or, II he did, would answer that, Festus
or no Festus, it was up to the assistant
director to see that things were where
they were supposed to be. Wherefore Ed.
die held his peace and accepted dOcilely
the vitriolic tonguelashing Of the chief ex.
ecutive.
Already" concluded the president, "yot
has cost up mo- than two hund'ded dol
lars in wasted time. This mawnin' we is
all ready to shoot an the coschumes i'
gone-Or some Of 'em. Always just the
take no pitchers Of Wexford Potts withOu
his pants-Pff! You amt wuth the all
!. you breathes, an Ise tellin' you that ont
mo- thing like this an you is just uaehe!
! gwine to be wukkin' somewhere whicl
amt heah. Does you understan'."
, "Y-y-yassuh."
Through all the dialogue J. Caeser Cluml
had been looking with sad eyes upon hi
friend and assistant
you. shuah must have got a theery
"Yassuh, Caeser-tbet's the only thing
; amt got notbin' else but"
"What is it?
'Seems like to me somebody has bee
: stealin' them things"
"Fumadiddles :" Latimer was quite pos
tive in his manner. Whose gwine t
steal things like that?" They amt no us
: to nobody 'ceptin' u.s."
"I know, but"
"You don't know nothin' an you hs
forgotten that. Now, git out! Ise busy.
Eddie skunk out miserably on the Il
again where he found the wardrobe mis-
+ tress searching for Mr.. Clump. The me-
; pleted and the presence of Mr.. -Clump ws
desired to decide whether it was sufficient
: ly a duplicate of the missing garment. II
atmosphere Of the studio was surcharge
wit hnmnr Sought
) and plenty of it-bUt once again he m'
o his bete noire. Festus chuckled mali'
II was listenin' outside the winder, Edd
= Mister Latimer shuah was th'owin' 1T I'M
: Eddies eyes narrowed. "Listenin', WI
J, you"
wasn't doin' nothin' else"
/ Mr.. Fizz stared in silent hatred.
! longed for three extra inches of heigl
. and forty more pounds: "Was I as b
- as you fO' ten minutes, FestuS-they'd ha
to serape you up in a shovel; 4,u,o -,
"WOrds what you utters! ANY time u
lie Graves to staht anything
d "I has got somethin' in my haid sid
S, foolishment. Does 1 pick fight, it's WI
a man my own size. or maybe smaller. b
n 81 amt gwine to let you tell me nothil
= LII bit. 1 has been dOin' some TALK
with Mistuh Latimer my oWnser an h'
= got the same idee which has-whlcna.
that the Midnight Pictures Corporati
- Inc. is about to git itsef new 'sista
4. director an him is gwine to be named Fe
=. tus Martin. An Mistuh Fizz, when tn
II happens, they amt gwine to be no !
- of yo' comm 'rOun' loOkin' TO job, eau
Iii wou'n't give you eighteen cents we
TT fo' shoveiin' scraps out Of the cOmmissar!
i'll Festus strOde away. He staggered 1
be portantly, as though His broad shoulde
tie already wore the mantle Of assistant d
Ia. ectorial authority. ~,
= Festus was happy-as happy as Ed
- was miserable Things had been comi
en- his way decisively: His plan-coneocl
es' in desperatiOn-was bearing amazing frl
IS. and he was pushing it through to bit
In, confusion. -
He had little conscience and less mer
. With Mr.. Martin 1t was every man man
- himself and the divviI take the hindmC
ic- At the present moment it seemed as thou
wi eddie Fizz was most decidedly at the
end Of the procession.
sy Also there was little doubt IN Fest