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/I Humorous Story
“G
KNR FILERS has a new auto
mobile,” said Harry .Jungles.
He had stopped his trotter
at the gate of the Trampton farm
for t)u- very good nmob that at the
gate Pe*u-J Trampton was waiting for
the mail man
“Has he?” inquired Pearl, with inter
est. Then, quite casually, she ad
dressed the fence post. “I should nev
er." said she, "marry a man who didn't
own an automobile. Why, I wouldn't
care if it were only a wheelbarrow
just so it was an automobile.”
“Giddap!” said Harry Jungles to his
trotter. Arriving at the town of Three
Pines, he told the hardware man who
had been pestering him for a month
about the mare he could have her for the
price he offered.
Go I *-■ to buy a car?” asked the sat
isfied hardware man when he had paid
down the money. “Everybody seems
to be getting 'em nowadays!”
I want to buy some things,” Harry
told him, briefly. That was one thing
about Harry Jungles. He had down to
perfection the art of not hearing what
people said to him, thereby saving much
time in which to think.
She Hears Him.
If Pear! Trampton passed a good deal
of time the next ten days waiting at
the mail box it did not disturb any one
but her mother, who remarked on rooms
undusted and chickens unfed, but to
no avail.
When a young woman puts on a fresh
frock every day and troubles to do her
hair the new way, and nobody comes to
view the dazzling result except an aged
mail carrier with a wife and six chil
dren. it is likely to wear her nerves
fogged as a natural reaction. Harry
Jungles was due to get a particularly
aeid reception when he did appear. But
he was saved by the fact that Pearl
saw him coming. Heard him coming
would he more exact.
Long before his head appeared over
the slight ridge in the road, Pearl lis
tened in amazement to the remarkable
chugging sound that was approaching.
When she saw Harry she sat down
suddenly. She stared helplessly when
be stopped, with some effort, before her.
“How do?” Harry said, casually.
He was seated somewhat precarious
ly in the largest wheelbarrw Pearl had
ever seen, with two extra wheels under
1t. a motor attached to the roar and a
clever amateur steering gear in front.
Never would she have thought that a
human being in such an absurd position
could look so entirely at ease.
“Want anything In town?” Harry
asked.
When Pearl managed to gasp out a
faint “No” he grabbed a handle and ;
choked It. banged his foot on a valve ]
and shook the apparatus in front of him
fiercely, whereupon the w-heelbarrow
lunged, snorted and trundled off.
“And he's actually going to appear
on the streets of Three Pines in that
thing!” she murmured in agony. “Oh,
my! What have 1 done?”
Naturally she did not know* that Har
ry Jungles on reaching the turn below
tin* Trampton farm headed his wheel-
barrow around that section of land and
back home.
After that he came to see Pearl every
day, always in his unique motor ear.
He never mentioned it and Pearl was
afraid to after that first appearance of
his when he had ignored it so com
pletely. But she suffered at the hands
of her family, who said it was a dis
grace to the community and that she
must make Harry Jungles stop it. Pearl
could have done this easily enough by
telling him not to call, but apparently
the idea never occurred to her.
What He Did.
“Want to go for a ride* ' Harry asked
finally one bright day when he stopped
at the mail box. “There’s room for
two!”
“No, I don’t!" she answered, with
spirit.
“Will you marry me?” he inquired
next in precisely the same tone.
Thereupon Pearl burst into tears and
Harry descended from the barrow with
so much speed that the machine tipped
over and was fatally wrecked.
“Wh-wh-why do you ride in that aw
awful thing?” sobbed Pearl on his
shoulder.
“Had to,” Harry told her. “You
said"—
“You never asked me!" flashed she.
Indignantly ”1 dedidn’t care whether
you had any old automobile or not,
goose' Why did you have to?"
“Because," said the practical Jungles,
“the new automobile I've ordered won't
be delivered for another month, and 1
couldn't let Gene Filers get all that
start of me after what you said
TIIE ATLANTA GEORGIAN AND NEWS. SATERDAY. APRIL 26, 191?,.
The Dingbat Family
So Much Depends on the Model
Copyright, *913, International News bo ric#.
Herriman
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Polly and Her Pals
Delicia Got a Sudden Cure
Copyright, 1913, International News Service.
By Cliff Sterrett
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SHOWS UP FOR WORK 1
An Extra Charge.
Western Official: "Do you take this
woman wohes han«l you’re squeezin’ to I
be your lawful wife. In flush times an' j
•klrnp?"
”1 reckon that's about the size of
It. squire.”
“Do you take this man you’re j'lhcl !
fists with to be you pard through thick j
an’ thin?"
"Well, you're about right for once, old j
man.”
"All right then. Kiss in court an'
I reckon you’re married about as tight
as the law can Jine you. I guess four
bits 'll do Bill, if 1 don't have to kiss
the bride. If I do it's six bits extra "
Sorry He Spoke.
1 Wealthy City Man iwho has taken a
| fancy to revisit his village birthplace)—
' Ah, me! there is the little red school
hoflse. and yonder is the old church.
; How well 1 remember them! But the
I dear old familiar faces are gone; not
one remains to recall those happy—
The Oldest Inhabitant (advancing!
; Tp’re Bill T.ain't ye? I knew ye the
IjibMite 1 sot eyes on to ye; 1 trusted
your father for a codfish in 1883. an if
ye've got the money handy I'd be
obleeged if ye'd settle for It.
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POSTPONED!
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THOMAS SMICKElFRJTI
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Better Than Sherlock
Holmes at His Best
* CLEEK OF THE FORTY FACES
A Detective Story of Thrilling
Interest. Love and Mvstery
By T. W HANSHAW
Copyright hv Doubleday, Page & Co.
TO-DAY 'S INST ALLMENT.
He did—coming back later with a
piece of surprising news. For it just
so happened that the idea of a week’s
holiday-making, a week’s rambling
about the green lanes and along the
chattering streams of Devon, and liv
ing the simple life in a caravan, ap-
pt a led to Mr Maverick Narkom as
being the most desirable thing in the
world at that moment and he made
haste to ask Click's permission to
share the holiday with him. As noth
ing could have been mere to his great
ally's liking, the matter was settled
forthwith; a caravan was hired—and
dispatched by rail to Devon, there toj
await their arrival and the engaging!
of local horses to draw the movable!
house—and at 10 the next morning]
tiie little party turned its back upon |
London and fared forth to the pleas
ant country lands, the charm of
laughing waters and the magic that
hides the trees.
For six days they led an absolutely
idyllic life—“the world forgetting, by
the world forgot"—loafing in green
wildernesses and sleeping in whisper
ing woods,, and this getting back to
nature proved a>« much of a tonic to
the two men as to the boy himself—
refreshing both mind and body; put
ting red blood into their veins and
breathing the breath of God into their
nostrils.
Having amply provisioned the cara
van before starting, they went no
nearer to any human habitation than
tfoey were obliged to do in passing
from one district to another, and one
day was so exact a pattern of tiie
next that its history might have stood
for them all—up with the dawn and
the birds and into woodland pool or
tree-shaded river; then gather fuel
and make a fire and cook breakfast;
then wash the utensils, harness the
horses and move on again—sometimes
Clock driving, sometimes Narkom,
sometimes the hoy—stopping when
they were hungry to prepare lunch
just as they had prepared breakfast,
then forging on again until they found
some tree-hedged dell or bosky wood
where they might spend the night,
crooned to sleep by the wind in the
leaves and watched over by the senti
nel stars.
So they had spent the major part of
the week, and so they might have
spent it all but that chance chose to
thrust them suddenly out of idleness
into, activity and to bring them—-here
in this Arcadia—face to face again
with the evils of mankind and the
harsh duty of the law.
A Curious Thing.
It had gone 9 o’clock on that sixth
night when a curious thing happened.
They had halted for the night by the
banks of a shallow, chattering stream
which flowed through a wayside spin
ney, beyond whose clustering treQ
tops they had seen, before the light
failed, the castellated top of a distant
tower, and. further afield, the weath
er cock on an uplifting church spire.
They had supped and were enjoying
their ease—the two men sprawling at
full length on the ground enjoying a
comfortable smoke w’hile Dollops,
with a mouth harmonica, was dong
"Knocked ’Em in the Old Kent Road, 1 ’
his back against a tree, his eyes up
turned in ecstasy, his long legs
stretched out upon the turf and his
feet crossed one over the other, and
all about them was pefice; all the sor
did. money-grubbing, crime-stained
world seemed millions of miles away
when, all of a sudden, there came a
swift rush of bodies, trampling on
| dead leav®? and brushing against live
ones, then a voice cried out command-
ingly, ‘‘Surrender yourselves in the
name of the King’” and scrambling
f
to a sitting position, they looked up
to find themselves confronted by a
constable, a gamekeeper and two
farm laborers—the one with drawn
truncheon and the three others with
cocked guns
“Hullo, # I say!" began Mr. Narkom.
in amazement. "Why, what the dick
ens——” but was suffered to get no
farther.
‘‘You mind your P’s and Qs!—I
warn you that anything you say will
be used against you!" interjected
sharply and authoritatively the voice
of the constable. "Hawkins, you and
Marlow keep close guard o»ver these
chaps whilst me and Mr. Simpkins
looks around for the animals. 1 said
it would be work of gypsies didn't
I now. Mr. Simpkins?" addressing the
gamekeeper. “Come on and let's hm
a look for the beast. Keep ^ '
peeled and gun at full cock. M l
Simpkins, and give un both barrels
un make to spring at us. Fegs! this |
be a sharp capture, Mr. Simpkins--
what?"
"Aye, but un seems to taike it un
common cool, Mr. Nippers "Tie 1 I
'enTs arfin’ fit to bust hisself r "
plied the gamekeeper as Cleek slap!
both thighs and, throwing back h I
head, voiced an appreciative guffaw r
“Un doan't look much ike g>'P s * e I
either from 't little as Vh can ^ I
of'm in this tom-fool lo'ght. I
bit till Ah scoop up a i armful I
leaves and throwm on they embe. |
o’ fire, yon.”
To Be Continued IVonday.
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