Western news and the Libby times. [volume] (Libby, Mont.) 1920-1933, 1929-10-24

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young man nodded comprehension.
Il see. It's too bad, but | have no
gas" he announced calmly.
II thought, SIR struck In Slmmlns
eagerly. that the young man would
be willing TO loan 1t to US and might
wait here, as he has camp equipment.
until we could send him out a supply
from Tecolote; especially, sir, on ac.
count of getting Miss Burton In out of
the night air" Confound the fellow |:
what did he mean. taking chances
away of here In the wilderness with
out reserve supply of fuel.
Your solicitude for me Is very
thoughtful" put in Burton sweetly.
"Tiank you. Siinnlins."
I'D gladly let you have 1t, of
course" said the young man. "If |
had 1t. but | haven't"
But you must have some!n cried
Simmins, routed from his grand man
her.
Not single DROP smiled the new
conner.
"Well, distillate alcohol, kerosene,
whatever 1t is said Grimstead little
impatiently. My car will run on
them at pinch.
mot single drop" repeated the
man; Il run on-well. electricity"
ELECTRICITY" cried Grimstead and
Gardiner In unison. Where do you.
But the technical discussion was
sidetracked. The Irish teriier, who
had been sitting atop the pack, watch.
Ing everything with bright eyes, sud.
denly saw something that interested
him. He riveted his gaze on the ball
of long black hair at Burton's feet.
The thing looked like one of these
muifs lady Humans liked to carry
but the Irishman thought 1t had
stirred. After moment he was sure
Of 1t. With instantaneous decision he
went into action.
So quick and unexpected were his
movements that he had covered the
distance between himself and Punket.
ty-Snivyles. had seized that person.
age, and was halfway back to his
master before the bystanders realized
what was taking place.
Good heavensip cried Burton. Call
off your dog He'll kill him!"
Grimstead and Gardiner scrambled
to their feet. Simmns stopped and
picked up a handy club. But the
young man was laughing.
Stand still Don't worry ~ he
commanded He won't hurt him y
And somehow they believed, and stood
still. After q moment Grimstead and
Gardiner too began to laugh; and
even Simmins permitted himself u dis.
Greet smile.
The Irish terrier was retrieving
punketty snivyles, carefully, just as a
hunting dog retrieves bird. He had
the unfortunate parsonage very com.
pletely In his mouth SO that one end
stuck out one side and the other end
out the other side. His head was
high, his step was proud and his eye
was the eye of one who does con.
scientlously a rather unpleasant duty.
For Punketty -Snivvles was having
wriggling Mysteries and screaming bill
ingsgate in no uncertain tones.
Bring it here, Rapscallon," the
young man commanded, III the same
time descending from the carr
The terrier deposited his burden In
his masters hand and drew back, spit.
ting and sneszing In his relief at get
ting rid of SO much long hair.
Come here, you old idiot" ordered
his master. This is II dog. know
1t doesn't look il; but smell Of II.
You see,' he explained looking up,
4 am naturally of a lazy but curious
disposition, so have trained Rapscal
Ion to bring me In anything strange or
queer he runs across In the woods as
long as 1t isn't skunks. But he ought
to know dog when he smells it"
Punketty- Snivvles had continued
his screams.
"Oh, shut up!" the young man adj
dressed him uncercmoniously You're
not hurt hair !" and gthen. as punket
ty-Snivvles continued his rawlings, he
cuffed the atom smarty. Simmons
gasped audiby. Never before had
punketty-Snivvles felt the -A4rn-rt- au.
thority. He glanced at Miss Burton
to see how she was going to take this
outrage. She was staring at the young
man with very queer look In her
face. But Punketty- Snivvles did shnt
up
If you have quite finished punish
Ing my dog, will you kindly return me
my property" she asked coldly, after
a moment.
why. certainly" acquiesced the
young man, his features lighting up
with an engaging smile, and stepping
forward with the atom of fur out
stretched. do you really care for
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