The daily monitor leader. [volume] (Mount Clemens, Mich.) 1942-19??, 1943-02-26
all in the nature of a Joke

all in the nature Of a joke"
The Terrible Eye, q thorough
going exposer Of evil, brought in
the last act Of the sordid drama.
II showed Mr.. Claiming deliv-
ering the horse to the gatekeep-
er. 1t showed the gatekeeper
leading the horse out to the road.
1t showed the gatekeeper strik-
ing the horse smartly on the
flank.
At that point, mercifully, Jo-
nah stopped the show. The lights
went on.
Calvin Meggs was out OF his
chair, dancing in pure wrath.
I'll write the Jockey Club. I'll
write ever steward from - from
Maine to California. you'll be
disbarred, Henry Claiming.
You'll be set down from the
tracks. The world shall know
of your depravity."
Calvin" Mr.. Claiming was
making a recovery, will you
shut up?"
"Eh? Shut up? I'll write :"
"Shut up. Now them" Mr..
Claiming took the floor and be-
gan, logically, at the root of the
trouble, this whole business
comes of allowing itinerant pho
tographers loose in the grounds.
Did you follow me, young man,
with a movie camera?"
"Ha! You admit it was you?"
This from Mr.. Meggs.
Certainly" said MIR. Chan
ming brazenly. He had decided
to brazen it out. 1T was only
a joke. What are you fuming
about, Calvin? You got your
horse back"
Jonah cleared his throat. III"
he said, Il were to flash a few
more pictures, we might get one
of a certain tumbledOwn house
not far from here. Tethered be-
"Stop," roared Mr.. Charming
But Calvin Meggs had heard.
"By gad," he exclaimed, IL see
it all. You and your confederates
spirited my horse away. But
your dastardliness did not stop
there. You went further and
substituted what ] consider a
rank selling platter. You had this
selling platter newly clipped,
thinking to deceive me. But !
was suspicious from the start.
Well, speak up, Henry! Do you
deny these allegations"
1T was a joke, Calvin moan
ed Mr.. Charming. Il had no in
tention of keeping your money.
My plan was to tell everything
later on. Then we'd all have had
drink and q good laugh"
Mr.. Meggs considered. Hen
ry," he said at last, my inclin-
alton is to be big. On condition
that you return my horse and
my money, I shall let bygones
be bygones."
Certainly, Calvin" said Mr..
Charming, with a relieved sigh.
That's decent of you, Calvin.
Well, that's that. Now l must
get back to the house."
Just then, in her pleasant and
detached fashion, Mrs. Charming
drifted into the Tai Mahal.
"Oh, there you are, lovey,'
she said, perceiving her lord
"Corby told me you were here
so l slipped out to tell you some
one took my tiara. Butch, il
must be a joke"
"What?" doomed MIR. Chan
ming. What are you saying?
That someone stole your tiara?'
Eyes, lovey."
Mr.. Channing's eyes bulged,
then rolled upward.
"Oh, Lord! Oh, Lord in
heaven! Someone steals her dia-
mond tiara worth $4,000 and
But, lovey dear. it WASH I
worth $4,000. 1t was worth
$3.50"
"Clarissa," said Mr.. Claiming
dangerously, pull yourself to-
gether. What was worth $250?"
The replica of the tiara,
dear"
Mr.. Charming sagged Imply,
with relief. You had replica
made? You were wearing it to-
night?"
why, of course, lovey. Do
you think Id be such fool as
to bring tiara worth $4,000
out to a practically unprotected
countryside"
"Clarissa,' said Mr.. Claiming
contritely, II have underatted
you. But we're wasting time. If
there's a thief inside, he may be
after the spoons. Come on!"
"Oh, father" said Hildy.
"Wait a minute. I think Mr.. Lo-
gan wants to talk to YOU"
"Eh?" Mr.. Claiming paused.
"Who the devils Mr.. Logan"
"Okay, JONAH said Hildy.
Go in and pitch, Explain all
about the Terrible Eye and don't
settle for a cent less than $500
a week"
mo, no." Jonah said quickly.