Evening Star Newspaper, July 10, 1921, Page 52

[T] BurrBLcCuwlmou. of “Graustark,” éic., ete. From the d2y that Little Lucius spanked his ample wife with a spade till Anderson Crow, detective, just had to go to arrest him for cruelty—Lucius was a bad actor., JCIUS FRY lived up back of | bly reloading his double-barreled shot- L(u”' house 6n the out- |8uf or ofling up his trusty old horse- he power Distol, as the case may have been, and skirts of Tinkletown. He had | he didn't belicve he would like fo be a wite, two children and a adisturbed. : horse and buggy. Belug a rather Is he ca’am an' quiet, Stella?" Mar- Th & Crow would ask. smallish, bony sort of man, W ‘Ae quiet a8 a lamb,” Mrs. Fry would large-Adam's apple and bow legs, he wes an object of considerable scorn not only to his acquaintances. but to his wife and children, and, after a in st you aeng Tor el Bioe P | come ae quick as [ can.” tashion, to his horse. | coms as quick us of No one, it would appear. had the ey “Don't 'omk\fizlo':‘-lnl‘.u.e:‘:u“:::fi slightest use or respect for Luclu faker With you"when ou tomerAn: Ty Y Py ¥ i He was, by vromln.lmni nww&l}- erson. You "n.l need a dootor. aigger. The installation of a water: w.fr'x. system in Tinkletown h‘-5| At :!.n;es.ltl.uc'm- w:um feel his cour- made him a well-digger in name only. B pping. At such times he Hiis wife took in washing. and it wes | would go out to the barn and jostle his job to collect and deliver the : “wash" three times a week. In return for this he received board and lodg- ing and an oceasional visit to the moving plcture theater. One of his daughters clerked in the five-and-ten- store. and the other, aged tweive, ereand girl to Miss Angle Nixon, the fashionable dressmaker. Mrs. Fry was nearly six feet tall and very wide, but Lucius was not much over five fect two. He had a receding chin that tricd to secrete itself behind a scant, dun-colored crop of whiskers. hen 1 guess we'd better leave him the marshal would say, adding: But if he ever goes on the ram - g L T Y chareg Sk b i i et s | L A mornings., Moreover, he changed the bodding in her stall on Saturdays. employing a pitchfork and a spade. One never-to-be-forgotten Saturday morning in the spring of the yean Peggy planted one of her hoofa on Mr. Fry's toes while he was engaged in brushing out the kinkse in her| mane. H Mrs. Fry happened to be in_the stable at the time, seeing If the hens had mislaid anything in the hay. She was astonished by the roar of a| mighty oath. followed almost Instant- | Iy a thunderous thump on the barrellike anatomy of the family horse. A second or two later Peggy's head came in for a resounding whack and the stream of profanity increased to a torrent. Springing to her feet, the surprised lady called out to him: “Stop it, you ! little fool!" Peggy was spared the impending blow. Instead. the outraged hostler charged around the partition, through a narrow passage and into the pres- ence of his wife. He hobbled pain- fuliy. Inarticulate sounds issued from his compressed lps. He gripped the spade handle so tightly that cords 8tood out on his rather formidable forearms. Mrs. Kry got as far as “You ugly little——""and then. as he bore down upon her. turned to flee. As she pass- ed him on the way to the open, the flat of the spade landed with im- pelling force upon the broadest part of her person. Mrs. Fry's howl could have been heard a quarter of a mile away. She passed through the door into the barnyard on the wing, as it were. Lucius hurled the implement after hes retreating flgure. The spade caught Mrs. Fry below the waist line and for nearly a month thereafter she was In the habit of repairing with female visitors to an upstairs bed- room where she proudly revealed to them the extensive welt produced by her husband’'s belated return to power. o * K Kk % J_UCIUS set out in pursuit of her, principally on one foot. Overtaking | 519 peggy 'ggy around in the stall, hopin her near the barnyard gate, he D\l"-‘l.lhlll hope, but without the de-'l‘r e up suddenly, realizing the peril of | fesult. She simply wouldn't step on his heing too precipitate. But she flopped | "o, wn on her knees and began beg-|cpyist ging him for God's sake: to spare he-! Her eyes were tightly closed and her arms wers aised to shield | e the wind was blowio “-é’fl-” er face. S asg i ‘Il never forget the Christmas 1 He edged around in front of her and e forthwith planted his fist Sotidly uPOn | was saying. " He mas crobibr The aon Nef unprotected n traveled man in town. Every time he e had always wanted to do It, but|told a story he went a little farther never before had the opportunity pre- | west. sented itself. “Yes, sir; ti Mrs. Fry Involuntarily arose from k,.ro"':,' 1":"": 'gf,fi"’,l:u".':fifi her knees, balanced on her heels for|it, but we had to drive twenty-six mile a second or two and then sat down in sieighs to get a tree on Christm: ll’lumla ‘I‘Hl:;llcel away with the samejeve. I mean a Christmas tree. The eels in the alr. | thermomete: % Tgmn and there Luclus Fry ceased'!and— S R R o be a person of no eonsefjuence. He was interrupted by the opening of Two or three neighbors bent onthe door. An lcy dr!fly!'lpl g:)'ll‘the rescuing Mrs. Fry, got no nearer than!length of the store. the barn-lot ferce. Lucius. still hop-| *“Shut that door!"” roared out Mar- ping around on one foot, gathered up ! shal Crow. a stick of stov vood in each hand! But the dvor remalned open. There and let fly at them with sach de-,was no one in sight. bitter cold night just before mas, Inkletown's 1 sheetiron stove in Lamsop's; termination and precision that they| “Tuaat's funny,” said Newt Spratt. | deciced to let him go aheadand mur- *I shut it tight when I came in a while | der_her. ag 1 When Mrs Fry's daughtefs hurried “Well, go and shut o 1 into (he house & ‘short time atterward; | Mr. ot “Do you want s (o Trerey | f they found_their mother dressing and | our ears? bandaging Mr. '8 foot and chokingly; Newt got up and kicked the door inquiting if she was hurting. ‘him. Be-[ghut, saw that it was latched, and re- tween sentences she applied a Wet towel | turned to his place near the stove, to a_prodigious, unrecognizable object|Marshal Crow. during his absence, that had once been her nose. had exchanged a seat on & box of Jullet, the older, planted “herself in|goap for the cane-bottom chalr Newt front of her father and passionately In-|hadq been occupying. quired if it was true that he had dared [ " “AqT was sayin' resumned Mr. Lam.- to strike her mother. sofi. “the thermometer registered— (ucius had provided himself with 2| Asain the door flew opén. With one stick of stove w ore entering the 5 House. Without answering hig daugh- | 2ccord the assembled group afose and ter's question, hé took a firm grip on|”AL the stick and’started to drise from his | chair, upsetting the pail of water that ' oWt his wife had been using. Mra. Fry screeched. Don't kit her! cius! For God's— “Shut up!” snarled Luclus. “I'm go- in' to belt the life out of her if sh comes around here disturbin’ the peace. | V! If she tries to— Well. vou'll see!®irl, and she was looking intently up what'll happen, young lady. Go an’ m-tllhe street . puliing e coat coliar up atout ; _!throat ns he eucountered the furiou Dorit THilk-let,, 1 lm.n of the witid d clean up that water. D'yre| “Well, of all the—. 8ay, don't You Beat it!" know it's after 9 o'clock?’ exclaimed For the Lord's sake. Juliet, do what tells you,” begged Mrs. Fry. n’ do it quick.” said M ry. Having so suddenly—and unintention- ally—gained the upper hand in his household, he was determined if possible to retain it. It was too good to be true. But as long as it really appeared to be [— You don’t seé¢ him anywheres true, he couldn’t afford to relax for an|up the street, do you?’ instant; he went about with a perpetual | ~“Come inside if you want to talk to scowl and swore from morning till night. the old marshal. “What's a young girl like you doin’ out this time o’ night? ‘Is—Iis that you, Mr. Crow?" quaked the girl without turning her head. “It'is. What's that got to do with and after closing the doors, proceeded to belabor an old saddle with a pitch- P Maybe he fork handle. The sounds reaching_the j6s Lucias Fry’ back porch of the house caused Mrs. | atta,” Baid Fry to cover her ears and moan: —“Poor | {1¢'natter, Bifle? old Peggy! O-ht My gracious! He'll “youre ‘sure he it followesin® Occaslonally he threw a stove lid or | ™5 joaid the girL, a haichet or something eise at his wie, | ., don't see anybody. Elfie” sald but his aim was singularly bed. Once | ATACTSON BYOWL = oo o in a while he displayed the most ap-| “1t's & little early for Banta Cleus palling desire to destroy everything in |88id Harry Bquires, tufning back to Right.” On such cccasions he smashed |the stove. tCome Inside and tell us -hairs, broke up the crockery or tramp- t :n all over vhepzarmenll :23:“;1::' F:',y The girl entered the store, and some had just hung out to dry. one closed the door. She was shiver- n a very short time everybody in |ing, not altogether from the cold. Her minkletown was talking about Lucius |glance darted hither and thither, as Fry. it in quest of & more enduring pfo- ‘When Lucius appeared on Main street | tection than that exemplified by the men who had naver noticed him before | m&n-power surrounding her. went .out of the'r way to be polite and “Roll that barrel of sugar oV trencty. Women who pitied Mrs. Fry |against the door,” she ordered quick- looked at him with Interest and ¢alled [ly. “I wouldn't have him catch me him. under their breath, a “big. ugly [here for anything brute.” Children stopped playing and | “You needn't be skeered,” sald the ran when they saw Luclus Fry ap-[marshal. “Aln't we here? Let's see; proaching. there's ome, two—eight of us. 1 Harry Squires, editor of the Banner, | guess——" in reporting one of Mr. Fry's most vio- “ 'd clean this bunch up as easy st sruptions, alluded to him as “Vi- [as rolling off & los.” sald Elfarett, clous Lucius.” The name clung to the |gdging toward the fire, but all t Tittle man. while ecasting uneasy apprehensive Zars, Pry. in course of time. grew to| glances over her shoulder. be very proud of her master, the despot | wpre you referring to your estimable of Pawerhouse. Guily: aad?" inquired Mr. Squires from the And while the mountainous Mrs. Fry | focking chair. was no longer Able to tkrash her five- Chai sald Eifaretta, sotme- fcot-twe husband. shé - frequently as- | . E8®, 00 2 sorted that she could lek any man tn | WHA WSASRUNC, more viclous than e Tinklotown = except her husband<and moreover, If ary officer of the law ever | U e er. ames beat his head offe |Kirl o r, she'd _bea! cad off— ~ i what she'd do. couldn’t get Mr. Crow e ‘marshal of Tinkletown. Ander- |the house an'—an' settle him. #on Crow, on three senatate. occasions | seen me just ds I was golog out the S rganized s posse o go out to.Power. | door, and took aftér me. Out By $h o house Guily to arrest Luctus on. the front gate he slipped on the 160 and t complaint of neighbors, who eaid. they | sel down llke & ton of bricks. O, I couldn't stand (;-i‘-hnn{' ‘Wi wite's howls never heard such cussing. —You Ay the hommer._ It didn’t miss hef ad by & foot. thing awful. the door locked, and Jul up in the—" “I know all that.” broke in Mr. Crow “You reedn't tell me about What I want to know i of s he not in his own heuse, un his own roof?" “He Is. unless he's still sétting out front yard—or follerin’ after me," she concluded, with a te: fied look at the barricaded door. t barrel's heavy enough ét's hiding Ma screamed and ‘ards the back stairs. Pa_knocked over the kitchen table to head her off. nd féll down on her hands and kneés. *n while he was looking for some- thing to beat her brains out with shi t up and run into the pantry an bckéd the door. de a break for the and pa let go with the hammer. but he knocked a big hole in the ceiling. Then he grabbed the teakettle off the stove and threw 1t at the cat. H everybody In the house. So I beat it. When I saw a light o tiron at her f started to run to’ She stumbled there in the you think that missed her, “Wel, if he's inside his owh house, I can’t teuch him without a warrant. 0 an' swear out a 'or him. Elfaretti It's against the law for me to ars e #wore he' You'll have to search-warrant in your store. Mr. would be here, so up I came. a you going to do about it, “But ain’t it against the law for him 308 to murder Ma and Jullet| T ¥ r ma's safely locked in as—unless he b “And Julle is up in th 8, time. There ain't any “There ain't no use arguing about it. | go an’ get him without a wal €«¢§70U won't have tc go in 'All you got to do Is to let him know you're outside—|! anywhefes—looking for him, and he'll ccme out—you can bet your lifé on He says he's getting awful sick of having nothing to lck Gzl Did he say that?’ démanded Mar- shal Crow, frowning and pulling at h! ems to me_ they're perfect- tll morning. Julie could jump the attic window if the worst The thing that's i8 you. Where are you eep tonight, Bifie? ere fn Mr. Lamson's rock- said the girl, prompt! “I'll take her up to my house, Alf Reesling. my daughter Queenie. cbme to the worst. that, Mr. Crow. crawl in with ‘He put In some extra words, but I jean’t say ‘em” said Elfarett a notlon to—to” marshal in @ somewhat bellléose man- adly shook his head, | 100king around for his overcoat. Tm an|wil need you, Alf. The marshal is, 8O’ to resist arrest OU ! going to organize a posse and go up | to Powerhouse (tTHAT‘S out of the questfon,” sald we | officer of the Itw. one thing, Elforetta Fry, | ;An _offieer of the law, I'd take your dad by the back of the neck and shake | Viclous Lucius, dead or alive, before {he's half an hour oldet.” “What's that?’ demanded the mar- shal, startied. “‘You heard what I sald, gentlemen. instructs me to say that wving here in five min- But let me tell Gully and capture | the jail. s shoes flew off.” getting away fro broke in Mr. Squires, th “The point is, Anderson, & | going to let Vicious Lucius bei i family to death, or are to the Gully and arre The marshal looke: ou going uj T Eoine up,) 0°winl be 1 The marshal's posse éventually re- use | Solved itself into a party of two— Anderson Crow and Harry Ssllru. erhoude Gully, they y forms 'moving t in the darkness at the foot of o should say,” re- that Lucius is a d the wi ] ‘But the girl 8 you won't have to.| Approaching Pow: 8She says her glad to step outsid, Hlow do I know ahe ain’t under oath, is $h ot to be an afidavit, pri 0, before I.do Anything. {Taw. an you k h |ivin® ltke all get-out.” The girl flared tp. 2 vou called mé a liar. T dldn't” call slope. They p: ‘Mostly women, marked the ma: “Probably hopin, widotver by this port itelling the “Ho’s they c¢'n send floye: to | tuals to him all ¢ 1d Anderson. “S'p n an’ talk to 'em, Harry, while I sneak At the top of steps leading up j DU the back way and recon- to the porch stuod & small Agurel 1 wrapped in u shawi. Tt was a yo‘um:l y sald maybe you'f it to anybody here i id vou was a llar, an’ besides. your pa ain't man_enough to bust my jaw anyhow. You go home &n' the facts about this pres- Anderson, be ta for anoth " said Harry. Just rush in through the door, and he'll make a break to escape you'll be right there to | head him off. “Come to think of it.” ‘maybe we'd bette t in the front yard first. Come o eople were congre- the Fry house, con- versing in & hushed, excited manner. ‘The marshal and his comp: down upon them. tel! him I st ent embrogll make arrangemeén Eight or ten no objection to gated in front o! th Ba Anderson, a note of relief in h he can't swear out & wai rant till tomorrow morning anyho 80 there's o particular hurry “But he's kilh There was but one gnn in !l::s :;nup.w l;le tulr;:eld ‘“;:l to c naide if 3 ! e SRt} burst | B® Ao other than Vielous Lacias him- Every week he went out o (e stebie: | nioie LI 010 Lo €tAnd hece 1 thibl ipe i, 1. ‘‘Kee) p cool get excited,’ “What was h “What's this I hear about d ded A re arrest Mr. fe anything but ou in private, Mr. Vielous Luecius in He was wearin, 1 now, my gl cuutioned the ’ Had & hamimer in 1 saw of him." %0 fln_\“"fl" all about 1 all setting around, the kitahen st L3 hef wiiat she des “Can I speak to ! & hurfled manner. an overcoat that eame down to his heels, and a derby hdt that rested y- | rather firmly nderson s “Gopd gosh, you had your hands Sas) eld,Q lo:llh.‘ hard at the el 1 ain't,” h‘l“: M l‘e:l s on_high, al down afid revéaling A littie too bi too, I reck jan't. let him cAteh his capiained the busom Simply wen't §o b R o Windos er néck, didn't you 0 T st ek from beneath | b Ti. 3 ' hat, are 18 your wite?’ demanded sald mu{ui‘ pointing amp-pos! 'y r.r. o o ing l‘ll.’i‘g:l% MM ] ou il:‘t oing t6 give yourssit upoh his ea afed at him in horrér. nclus, h.fiflk yo just as nice and He was joklag her he couldn't halp way wert going plumb crazy over him. “Yestetrday a counle of worhen that n't even know st everything pa said, and one 8 d: ‘Oh; ybu naughty mah pa umltlmn the hou a ge women that m him a naughty m tu L] He sald it w: acted 1ike fo di A Hes ay 8mol e pipé when he' Ma was coufitin, Jut = to see how' % down Gutter with ¥ STAR, WASHINGTON, D, ., JULY 10, 1921 PART VICIOUS LUCIUS o Illustrated by Norman Anthony officer, chase ‘em ¥6 ®ft, BOw--move on, all of {:.l" éommandéd the marshal, wav- the revolver in llén of his well -stick. “What you got to lamclus? he asked as the “Well, say, I want you to 4o m: {cvlr.l 1 want you to take me up 1 lock me {n ou—you want to bé lodked InT" don’t care whether you put it that way er to lock all these fool ralnnn outc It's all the same to me. aln't had a minyte's Pfll for near- iy two months. I—' “Why dof't you go in your own house an’ stay there?’ demanded An- derson. “They come to cali on me so offen yow'd think I was 2 preéachér or a doctor. An' WHAU'S more, my wife's beginnin’ to get her dander wp. 1 c'n Sce what's “lII'. it she ever— |t gee, it will be yet?' Vicious Lucius leoked over his shoul- der and drew closer to the marshal. * & % % ((THI! here strain is gittin' to be too much fer me, Mr. Crow. 1 1 can't see any way out of it except to go to jall been thinkin' it over, a fer & month er twe.” HIIRRE il “MA SCREAMED. THEN WHILE HE WAS LOOKING FOR SOMETHING TO BEAT HER BRAINS OUT WITH, SHE GOT UP AND RUN INTO THE PANTRY. THEN HE GRABBED THE TEA KETTLE OFF THE STOVE AND THREW IT AT THE CAT.» have you broke?’ “well, 1t rty hard to say. "“What charge will your wife make ag'inst you? Somebody has to make one, you know." “That's just it. She won't make any charge agalnst me—positively not. So I've got to do it myself. You've had & lot of experience. What fer sort of & charge would you say I ought to bring?” Luct been actin’ mighty queer lately.” “I should say you had. Ain't you o, I'm askin’ fer it. If you want, 'l go on ahead an' wait fer u al thought sure you'd put up fight, Luclus. want to be locked up 80’8 I won't commit murder.” Lucius explained ea- raclous! You come along 'ry. You got to be ut under lock ay’ key ‘fore this night ius s over. I can't take no chan your murderin' that pore defe Wwife of your'n. You come—' ‘T _ain’t’ thinkin' of murdeérin’ my ted holding back. wife,” pro us, “What I'm scared of is I'll murd one or two of these pesky wome: that Banks woman, fer instance. 1 don't know what's comin’ over ‘em “Why, it's just ‘cause they think can lick any ‘man In town. ‘Tha s the way with some women. I must say, it it t-kef a purty 1|M man to lick tha wife of your'n—al are, ‘and—- hy, sosh dern it, Mr. Crow, I couldn't lick Stella in a million years," ""55"""’ Luclus, Yercely. s that? You—you say you ean’t lick your wife? Fry. can throwin' things at her 4n' smaghin’ furniture, n it she ever got an idea how scared I am of Her—oh, I tell you it's ettin’' to be more'n I c'n stand, Mr. it Bt ever got onto w. Why, the fact that I—' sal don't you? “I never t her unless her back's turned. Fifst I throw somethin’ at her. That's the best way.” He looked over t|ereek to the “Tiber.” This story was ext thing you in' to sick n‘:,: onto eyl be t u, an'—an' I'd have to make good. Ther ot il thelr ands sca mt ol know lT he's twice as big as I am, ; r two l“ & came out bn Bis back porch ah’ eal ex mne & name. -urtel’:ver to apologize to him, but he th was comin’ ‘"l. back in the kitel ttied to arrést you,” Andetson sternly. “Is t frue?” 1 e itiata, CHhe one mAbe any &l L) 6 Al o | Soes “about. what shell to_asrest me. of you." “You walt here, fabve till I come ba idred at the habital ¥asa gnt in tn':%“m Yy it A elus there an' talk to that wife “Remember, I'm giyin' you fhif warm- ; ’u S ‘III’:; with me fer :fl. 18 she oul “Then you hain’'t murdered her “What's the charge?” Iinquired Mar- Crow, “There won't Be any. I'll do It fer l.mlhln It won't cost you a cent to n't what I mean. What of- fense have you committed? What law "A‘faln!l yourself? It ain't regular, cf ow about insanity? Wouldn't that be a safe sort of complaint? I . this certainly beats all! I n awful you e's twice as big as “I should u{l not!" exclaimed Mr. he ick me with both hands ‘t‘led behind her back. I just got |“3 “But you keép on beatin’ hér just the him, 8o h mped Een and Illl:lm’:fl gha door.’ °“"trunuer|nnd ou béén makin’ threats aboit what you'd de to me if 1 ever sald U do to you if says tensd up_and .t There N 'm ndow, , an' don't golng in t in the 't Been Ehe locked the Fry herseif ddmitted thém. She looked i darusiter Rifaretta ask you % lare! \;‘m mw re flln\nr(ercn with =y rs, letwon Crow?” she I am not 'nmt to ancwer ques- tions like that, Fry” said Ander- son Wwith dignity. *“f am pleased to inform you, however, that 1 have suc- oeeded in arrestin” your husband, an’| 1 intend to see to it that he is locked up fer— “Oh, my goodness!” groaned the gi- gantic 1ady, dropping suddenly into a chair and lowering her face into her apron. ‘The marshal looked at her in aston- ishment. “You have got to release Vicious Luclus at onceé,” d Harry Squires, sternly. “We can't aff this poor but proud lady's life. Speak rs. Fry. Tell the good marsh all avout 1t.” eréeupoti the woebegone Mrs. Fry lifted her head and her voice in lamen- lon. “[ Knew 1t couln’t last. T might 'a’ | knowed something would turn up to gpoll it On. if you onty wouldn't lock him up, Mr. Crow! What will people say when they find out you was able to arrest him without a gung o' men to help you? Oh, o, ehr r. Squires interposed a suggestion t as she was on the verge of sobs. “f dare say we could stage a perfectly realistic struggle between Mr. Fry and Mr. Crow. Mr. Fry could trip Mr. Crow_up—all in_play, you know: and then 1 could rush in and grab Mr. Fry from behind while he was letting on as though he was kicking Mr. Crow in the face. The spectators would— T won't be a party to any such mon- ‘exclaimed the marshal “What do you take me ? If I arvest Lucius Fry rll jest simply pick him up by the coat-collar and: * x % % “PINHAT'S Just it cried Mrs. Fry. “He wouldn't fight back. And I was beginning to feel so proud and happy. 1 was getting so I could look those cats in the face, all because my husband whs the best little daredevil in the Gully. They used to pity me. Now they are 80 jealous of me they don't know what to do. They'd glve anything if they had a husband like Lucius— little as he is. My, how they envy me. and how T have been looking down on all of ‘em the last six months! And here you arrest him as easy f he was a little gitl, when I been telling everybody there wasn't anybody living that could take my man to jall. Oh, I—I wish I'd never beén born! Anderson Crow was puzzied. “But—but ain't you afraid to live with him?" he mumbled. "Ain't you afraid he'll lick you to d “He couldn‘t lick me if T was chloro- formed,” blurted out Mrs. Fry, arising She uge ‘Well, that's as big as his 1eg. Don't you ever get it in your head that 1 can't lick Lucius Fry. That ain't I wouldn't do it for anything . 1 want to be proud of him, and I want these other women to feel Borry for me because I've got a man for & husband. and not a rabbit. Where is he, Mr. Crow? “He's out thers waitin' fer me to take him to jail—that is, he said he'd wai Course, if you won't make any afidavil ag'inst him, 1—I guess there's no sense in me lockin’ him up. 1 was doin' it @8 a—er—as a sort of favor to him, anyhow. Heé seemed to be afraid he'd hang kill some of them women that around him." “I just thought he'd act that way. I ‘won't make any charge against hi 1 to stay just the way he is. You o out there an’ tell him to come in here. I want to g0 down on my knees again and lfiu him.” . The Sars hec‘l’:'_thed . H;! couldp't very wi oblige of them. e scratched his head. “I feel kinder sorry fer him,” he mused. “Like as not one of them wom- en will git 80 foolish over him that her husband will take it into his head to get a divorce, an'——" He paused in confusion. o on—go on," pleaded Mrs. Fry, eyes sparkling. “"Well, from all Lucius says, he de- spises the whole lot of 'em. Still, that ain't goln’_to help bim any It Jim Banks er one of them othier idiots goes and sues for a divorce, namin‘ Lucius Fry as—" Mrs. Fry siapped him violently on the back. “That's just what I wan she cried eagerly. - “I'd be the proudest woman in_Tinkietown." The marshal stared. Harry Squires covered his mouth with his hand. “Well, of all the gosh—"" His ejaculation was cut short by the opening of the kitchen door. Lucius atood outlined in the aperture. He was clapping His arms about his body, and his teeth were chattering. The volu- minous sleeves flapped like great limp he whined. “I can't wait out there all night in this kinder weather. ! 1f 1 got to go to jail I want to do It} right away. Come on an’ g ! “Come in to the fire an' get warm,; Lucius dea called out his wife, 1 shrinking and as timid as a whipped | child. “I forgive you. Julle! Jul-ie! Come down here an’ help me get some hot coffee an’' something to eat !erl your pa.” { [—I guest we'd better be goin Hatty,” sald Marshal Crow. uncomfort ably.” “I got to disperse that crowd o' wothen out there in the street. Good night, Lucius. Night, Mrs. Fry. If you evér need me, all yer got to do is just send word.’ 7 Luclus followed him to the door, and would have e out into the night with him if the marshal had hot delib- im back. ain't goin to desert me, Luelus, fiercely. ‘The marshal leaned over and whis- to Luclus. u'r'fil all the other men in this here town had as soft a snap as you've got, Lucius Fry, they'd hate to die worse'n ever, bécause they'd know they'd never it back into heaven ag’ (Copyright. Al rights reserved.) Colonial Traditions. Asom- the birth of most American cities hangs some tradition of ro- manios of superstition wofth preservation, as it gives us plcturesque hints of the conditions of life in the beginnings of the republic. A tafmer named Francis Pope is said to have dreamed that the capitol of a great city would be bullt on a hill near Goose creek, which emptied into the| Potomac. He bought the hill, called it “Rome,"” and changed the name of Goose told to Washington when he laid out the site of the new capital of the republic. Philadelphia was settled first by the Swedes sent out by Gustavus Ado'phus with ordérs to foufd “a town in the wilderness in which every man should | be freé to earn his living and to worship God as he chose.” Penn, who came later, | made this dream of the king real. New Otleans, it is said, was settied by De Blénville upon a malarious marsh, in 8pité of the protests of the patrons of the colony in France, because he was in love with the pretty daughter of the owner of the marsh. At the time of the founding df Charles- ton, 8. C., a belief was pi lent that both gold ‘and diamonds could be found near the site of the intended settlement. al grants for land in the tide- water district reserved a share “in all diamonds _and other preclous stones found in them for the king.” g the Dutoh colonists who founded New York city there was a firm belicf that Hendrik Hudson would some day again to discover new countries for_them. The little city of Annapolis, in Mary- 1and, claims to have been in her earliest days the most scalous of American set- tlements in the cause of religion and freedom. She boasts that the first free is a significant rajséd at this meeting was given for the conversion—not of savages—but of the ts | Quakers in Pennsylvania. fe ‘was taken for the first Little Artle ‘was st t \ any longe: in_each ol acca- thé house right away, ions the marshal got as far as the Fry terrible. He—ts front gate, backed by eight or ten of the huskiest men in town. they s~ ‘ntercented by Mrs. Sueis at Lucius was A - How’s Your Vocabulary? By Ring W. Lardner O the editor: The other might 1 was to a party where they had a argument in regards to how many wds. is in the aver- age man or lady's vocabulary which they meant how many wds. does a person use in their regular every day conversation and one lady thousand and cne of the men give her the laugh and said 700 was nearer the mark, and of course I didn't take no part in the argument as they was all my elders but that didn't keep me from thinking over the question and maybe some of my readers would be interested in doing the same. Well, in the first place you would naturally suppose that a woman's vocabulary was a whole lot bigger than a man's on acct. of them talkin 80 much more, but on second thoughts that don't prove nothing as you will notice that the most women says the nobody likes mobody for their vo- no ‘married ever because she could say 5,600 besides yes br couldn’t, and on the comtrary ohe my best friends is & man that don’t hardly ever open his mowth only to take a fresh chew, but théy say Its nice for a persor. to know a whoie lot of was. even if 1 them #o when they or rideing on a train or Somethink they can amuse themselfs counting up the wds. they kno' AB for & big vocab person anywheres or dof: good, they's a party It house that is 2 yrs. old anm suppose he has got a Vochbulary of more than 200 was. and even Some of them sounds forelgn, but this bird gets whatever he wants and I &on't know of nobody who I would rather !I‘f“'e Jobs with. write about mend to the 1 I tried out the other are I _chureh bo\nmn'-’-mlm “A FISHERMAN DON'T HARDLY SAY NOTHIN'> was a couple days after the party and the game was to try and think every time before I Bpoke and count the number of wds. I used and count how many of them was hecessa and how many could be left out and of course 1 forgot a couple times and things without counting them, but you would be sur- prised at the few number of wds. it is necessary for in the course of a day and personly 1 come to the conclusion that a mute ain’t 8o much to be pitied after all and the people around him still N RDNER. Great Neck, July 8. (Copyright, 1921, by the Bell Syatiease, Inc.) —_— Treasure Under Water. were drained, what treas- ures we could find upon the old ocean floor—galleons laden with gold beyond the dreams of avarice! er waters than the sea, however, hide treasure which can be found. The Ti- ber of old Rome may be searched, and republic of Colombia jmay be drained for the sold and | jewels, votive offerings, that were | thrown into it by the natives of long same thing over and over and a wom- an might say 10,000 wds. D only 10 different words. like for inst. “I wished we had a fire. The house which she is libel to say a 1000 times makeing a total of 10,000 wds. that don't mean nothin As a matter of fact. a man though he don't talk nowhere near as much. don’'t repeat himself nowheres near as often, a specially since they fixed it 50 he had to. quit saying. so wile a man may talk 100 wds. a day to a woman's 10.000, libel to be £0 different wdl his 100 and sometimes even | more than that, though If a man does say 100 wds. the chan lease 50 of them is *“Well.” thinking or person to say s are that at OME men of course has more to sa; than others and they's been even- ings in my career when I only said the whole evening namely “stay” and “pass” and a few after- noons spent outdoors when my con- versation was just the numeral wds. “geven” and “eight.” When all is said and done I sup-, se the number of talks depends on what line of busi- wds. a person For a century there have been plans i thority hms, however, | famous investi matic hunt. [3 gator to make a syate- The ancients used to throw treasures to rather Tiber as offerings to the gods, and the current of the river has swept away the arms |and armor of thousands of wurriors who fought on the banks. h hes, no doubt, been de- stroyed by ages of rust and there must be & found by occasional i The quest for gl the hlottn‘:n of tn‘u unm °'r bkl in Colombia, is &t once mo! man o profitable. The lake ,000 feet above the sea and was sacred by the tribes of natives that lived near it when the Epan came. vory year the savage i ed by their king, visited the I king, covered with gold d into the waters, an threw after him gold and silver and . 'When Quesada and his Spaniards made thefl' way up the Andes to the ves threw the! deal not yet seekers. 1d and jewsls at and surer to b plun his subjects lake, the na iures to the god of the lak TWO YRS, OLD, WITH A foi Enough richés have been ULARY OF 300 WDB. AND |}t [0 N SOME OF THEM SOUNDS: found in the Iake to warrant several Gl depression in_ the ANl such attempts have Towered the water only a Now, it is reported, pany is to drain the @ tunnel and rake the bottom. THIS BIRD v HE WANTS» tempte o 30 o an English com- ness they are in, like for example ke by means of a doctor talks practally all the time where as a engineer on a R.R. or a fisherman don't hardly say nothing. | and even some peopl than others like for inst. a me business levator man twice as much to say as a elevator man in a 11 nd a train man on a sub- ¥ local has to name maybe 30 or 35 stations wile a train man on a ex- press only names 4 or 5, but as far as that 18 conserned for all the good they do, the both of them might as well keep their mouth shut. A box office man in a N.Y. ater only has to say 2 wi “Seventeenth row. A man that runs a garage can get less, as all he has to when people call up to ask I8 their car ready vet. In the old days, A Country of One Town. NE of the oddest things about that o0dd country Siam is that foe all its size and wealth and large populi- it is a country of one town. Bangkok is so Buropeanised that it Goes not fairly represent Biam but Siam without would be worse off relatively France without Paris. Bangkok is the seat of a very ven- tralised system of government and ad- It contains the only of the ki Bi omoia r:ld“:::lu, oxsept Drovll\clll‘ofllmrl. I;:V: wellin e l.helrw“. that they take all their for the Siamese know noth- country lif2 that Anglo- If the Bangkok geatle. tes in the interior he barbers use to do a lot of talking. miniateation. vocabulary of about 1000 wds. which would repeat them the same number of times per day Clients in their chair, funny papers and etc. begin to kid barbers about talking so as now a barber is almost scared to even say o capitsl. It ing like the Saxons love. man owns esta does not live on them. To the European Siam. l:tre he :nr;e ers in the country, elgn governments and the m ¥ !yrom this unique i Bangkok holds in Siam, one of the most interesting have finer works of art. Peking vo“t;c-ll i:-ulnubn ‘more ly. Bhanghal shows e, commercial importance. and Hongkong and Binga) ns as OULPOSS O But none of these towns claims variety of lr:un- s as Bangkok. riving European commu- ity side by side with an orieatal court which still pe ities of bygone centuries; none such & gony, for them to keep their mouth shut and their wifes must have trou- ble when they get home. A traffic policema ries according to what time of In the morning he only has to say “What do you think you re trying to do?” which is 9 wds. ts all the foreign- conversation all ofoials of W 1t: “What the he-11 do you think you are trying to do? for the motor man on & st. car they's generally always a sign that says don't talk to the motor- man and I use to think that meant you mustn’t talk to him on acct. of it bothering him and takeing hi mind oft his work, but wile ridel on the front platform of st. cars in N. Y. and Chicago I come to the co t want to bs in- |8 None osition & thi up the formal- on that he d he. zmr.wo( the mattér is that