The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1938-08-25
Q SERIAL STORY
HAYWIRE HOUSE %:: ::s";ss ~; rs
CAST OF CHARACTERS
BY EDWIN RUTT


Handsome. iohless, he has Just in
herited hslf-intcrcst in a vacant
Connecticut home.
SALLY PENNINGTON-herc,
inc. Blond. pretty. she has IN
hcrited The other half Of The
home. Together they turn II into
a "Rcstratorium." -.
Yesterday: Not everyone is hay
wire at the Restatorium. Kinks
observes as a wcll-drcsscd gentle
man appears after tho Griffin
. Cheese fcud.
CHAPTER XVI
Mr.. G.. n. Titus was quiet
man with grave. kindly eyes and
Il pleasant manner. He arrived at
noon the next day after the Great
Pierre had returned and. with
many Mon DicuS" and Par
blcuS." rriucarccratcd his snakes.
Ii is matter of conjecture
whether or not Mr.. Titus would
have remained at Il house that
permitted reptiles to wander at
large. Since he seemed entirely
sane. the probabilities arc against
it. But. happily, he came when
all traces of the previous night $
disorder had been cleared away.
Without ceremony, he engaged
the last room that Sally had to
let.
The advent Of Mr.. Titus APP
pcared To bring great wave of
peace /" the Restatorium. The
days that followed were uncvent-
full. Mr.. Titus himself kept his
own company. spending long
hours i'm the grounds and rowing
on the river. The other members
of the household settled down to
their usual pursuits.
Much to the surprise of Sally
and Kinks. the team of Griffin
and Spaldini remained ut the
RcStatorium even though the Lit
tie Cheese was no longer. gun.
ming for them. Bull explained
this phenomenon in his inimata--
bic fashion. 1t appeared that the
organization dominated by the
Little Cheese was large and wide
spread. It's members were under
orders to give the works to Mr..
Griffin on sight. Wherefore he
had deemed it advisable to remain
where he was until the Little
Cheese had had time to round up
his cohorts and announce that the
fcud had been called off. Other
wise. said Bull, some wandering
member Of the ChcCSc'S gang. un-
aware of the renewal of the
beautiful friendship. might mad
vcrcntcntly plug him in da
head"
To add to the general serenity
that now prevailed. Wilton AmcS
had been in and out and making
himself most agreeable. And to
Sally. Wilton was more than
agreeable. He was downright
apologctic. Not only had the
shares of the Great Divide Cop
per company failed to 20 up; they
had cravcnly turned tail and slid
toward the markets nadir. As
day succeeded day they had con-
tinucd TO slide. With the due
date for the payment of the mort
gage interest and amortization
impending alarmingly. Sally found
that the stock was worth pre-
ciSely - cents share.
Off and on in these last few
days she had been tackling Will
ton about it. And Wilton never
failed to be charmingly contrite.
He couldn't understand it. His
tin had come straight from the
horses mouth. as it were. He had
always found the Judgment of
Brown, Sherlock. Inc. his brok-
crs. wcll-nigh infalliblc. He add
ed that nc had not been unaware
Of the stocks decline. He had
hccn in touch with the brokers,
They were still firm in assuring
him that the promised rise would
come.
But what good will that do
me-" said Sally distractedly. IF
the rise comes after we've lost
this place, it just isn't any use.
oh. know it's not your fault,
Wilton. You meant well, But
wish I'd hun" on to my money.
I'm terribly sorry" said Viii
ton. II wish could get Dad
to extend the time for payment.
Hut I've talked myself blue in
the face and he simply says dog
matically that it can't be done
Then one day Kinks brought up
the general subject of finances.
"How'S the exchequcr getting
along" nc asked.
There is" Sally Informed
rim. lust about 500 in the cX-
chequcr. Bull Griffin paid for an
other week in advance and Eve
boarded everything and stalled off
the tradesmcn. I'm other words.
Mr.. Parker. we need $500 and
we need it i'm hurry. You may
have forgotten it, bat the dead
line is 3 o'clock tomorrow after
noon"
Kinks wrinklcd his brow. 81
hadn't forgotten. I've been beat
ing my brain to think of Il way
to raise some dough. But, hon
cStly. I'm stymied, Isn't there
anybody we could borrow from"
Not soul that know of. "
said Sally. and | don't see how
we could approach any of Our