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    THE FULTON COUNTY NEWS. McCONNELLSBURG, PA.
Gypsies and artists, society folk,
cklen Bohemians, bold consplra
ton nd perform,nB btf
to keep this story pacing down
hl road to Aready. From the
care-free lif ' wandering gyp.
,!ei along the highway you are
eirrled to the strangest, ga,yst
,pot In Gotham's fascinating Bo-
CHAPTER I!
Of Introductions.
y0n nee, Mr. Jones, bo many people
.introduced, who never really meet,"
fid I'edro, "that it seems a pity those
IhO C0U1U mvn nw -w.
induction, oh?"
Mr. JonnH Kioppeu iicimiis uio iium
A lila Tipriri. Mm tin nf
i nose twlicnmg unuimvuiy. rui
f'eral nioinentB he looked at Pedro
,h an unwavering stare, and then,
l though suddenly remomberliiK what
t hi l)'n "bout re8Umed Uie luva"
lal process. II migni oe ineuuuiieu
passing that Mr. Jones was a Binall
Pedro rolled over lu tne anea yei
r trai.8, luxuriating In Its warmth,
fed In Uio poignant odor of autumn
;iaRe turned to name oy long bd
rpdnn of the Btimmer sun. To the
iith lying I" the stubby grass life
,.med Juft now to hold all too many
..:,, .i.l 1,n nnu flllail U'Ull n
,rt of edf-plty, because ne couiu noi
itp them all.
Although It was only nild-aftcrnoon
iliad already stolon away from Houu
i,n, Hlro and the others, In order
light cut the battle of an impor
it decision In privacy. Hut now
,t he was alone w ith his problem
1 his bear he found himself afraid
the former, and to put off the evil
mcnt when ho mut think In good
At ho talked to the animal. The
readied out a slim, brown hand
I took up one of tho newly laved
i.
Hew do you do, Mr. Jones?" said
ulemnly. "I am delighted to meet
That's how they do It, eh? Now,
.1! It silly that some one has to say
larm before two others are permit
to mako an Inquiry after the
h! What do you think, Mr
bear gave a little grunt and
st his nose, Into the boy's palm.
Ah! I knew you would agree," ex
mod I'edro. He gave the crea
ear on affectionate tweak and
i spread lilfl Blender length upon
ground again.
I liked that girl," he continued
(I, "you should have seen her, Mr.
s; she had red hair. Not horrid
but red-gold like like Joy! All
;and curling It was. And such a
itlful pale face. Sho looked at me,
must know, but I did not dare to
li, because she would not have an-
-i'd, and that would have been a
dy. Why should she epeak to a
d young man to whom she had
r been Introduced? Of course.
uuld not! I wish she had,
th, because I liked her
I could look at her. That was
thing! There was a line, amlgo
from her chin to the base of
throat ah!
ronra over again, burying his
m his folded arms. One long
iaKd Urn. and then a second.
the mention of that beautiful line
breast to chin had reawakened
suMominant problem the prob-
U1S 'mure, and of his life work.
.' "8 lie was, he could no longer
decision regarding It. The
aS to get ut the occupation near-
"w heart had been gathering
Ma mesp nianv monthu timt nnH
"o straining at tho h-noT-a nf
!"'U, tear ni! liim t,.. a i..
-r, ...... iiuw tint utrtuiy
y of life to another, scarcely
r I.-
j"iiicii railed him ceaselessly.
" continue fre-(a mere
r of bears) Lilt frnn? fin .l,nM
last becoHio a Duintor. chained
1 1 ",? liy Ul'8 09 Btrons ns those
r, for all they would
tt'iwti m ubu iiiv
111 W ll;it Q WOlllfl fain
1h,t J . . IlllV-I
"like from tlm r
iteming niultitiKlcs nf innn
0""'". Slmns. i,.
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"rilpaKes of the rlrli- n,.r-n
"""-' lllf poor IllKtlnrl o l.-
- i-ail-l ria n llin .1... a
'13 Visions nf , i
-"'ait lUUI-ltipg,
acre on nerP miiQ '
r labl eean of roc.rM Btr...i,...
LT. Cmi" Bfc- covering more
- i-.tB.-inn I i:in tl,. !,.. i .i
m,1r color,.,! ,vm, i ...
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D0W could ). 1 ...
uv it was iti.l,n....ti.i.
1 'tie lu,,, ... 1 r'"' ; .
u; : Kn UI"snt one to
1 u " ' II 1 r.
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!.s- ,ha ""'earn tne open
me aw rot i. ...
-- uuu ma uenr
The Impossible Boy
By NINA WILCOX PUTNAM
wife, Gunovlero, and tho great, grizzly
Koko had Joined them. That made a
company of six, for already there was
Itlco, his bear and his Anna, ond
Nlta that wicked Old Nlta, who
danced tho "coquette" herself when
they, bears and all, went late one
night to the Hal Ilodln In Montmartre.
How funny sho had looked, dancing,
with her shapeless old moutii a-binll-Ing!
Tramp stenmcrB! The" sn ell of
them came sharply across the autumn
wind. Weeks of motion and of stanch,
and then at last tho dying of the en
gine-throb, the crowding end the los
tling, and tlie great rush out upon the
snore of somo new land. On such
voyage it was that Carlos and Hernia
nla had Joined them, bringing a cln
namon bear.
Where had not these eight been
what roads they had traveled togethe
under sun and moou!
This hoet of memories I'edro felt I
their ensenco, In a single breath, as
It were, bereft of detail save for some
picture of a small Incident or two,
trivial, but never to bo forgot Th
heart of that past life ho held for
moment In his own. No! no! he could
not give It up. And yet, this othc
call, which had been with him, It
would seem, since birth, waj now
grown too strong for resistance, lie
foio his eyes he must seo the though
of Ilia heart depicted by the labor of
his brulti anil liaml. Ho must paint
He was nn artist, an artist!
"I will go!" said I'edro shuddcringly
Then, as if shedding tho past, he
squared his shoulders.
I omo! said he to the animal. "We
shall return to camp and toll tucin
what we are going to do."
Not until ho was within a hundred
yards of the road did Pedro realize
that he had been trespassing on what
now evinced Itself to be a country
estnto of some pretensions; and at
this point the fact was mudo manifest
by tho sight of a cedar and fir hedge,
Near by was a closed gate, flanked by
pillars of old brick and soapstone, giv
ing ncces to a narrow footpath which
wound along at the base of the hill
ho had Just crossed.
Apparently he had been dreaming
away tho afternoon upon the farming
section of the place. The sloping
ground which lay between him and the
hedge was smooth and soft, and tempt
ed by It, Mr. Jones lay down and
rolled a little way. Then he got up
and trotted on some distance in ad
vance or ins master, 'ine road was
very near now, and there came
sound of pattering footsteps from It
and tho ewlsh of light garments
Through the somber evergreens I'edro
could see a gleam of white, moving
swiftly. Then enmo tho noiso of heav
ier tramping a man's step this time
a man In baste at that. Then a worn
an screamed, her frightened cry ring
Ing out sharply.
The bear, moved to curiosity by the
sound, plunged through the hedge and
disappeared, and I'edro, grasping his
staff like a cudgel, set off down tho
slope at a run, reaching the hedge
(CopjiUbl If Dobtw-UenUl Co.)
d don
Aether in the lmy of
i.i.. .
, ,,(. ' a tavern
Worn B"118 ot evo-
meynK , " ul,?sea
trami,!n K Blm')10 ndven-
'if! l,n i i"o noon,
8 10nS llOUra Bill! rtronmln.
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at x v":-m,urcn. ""8"-
rot l ; d ln a Bord'd vll.
. "l Oi l I'uH l..i-
orcpir,,! Ilu merriment
Il,t ',c?lfta..tlc8. At
W,,, e'te and
so a T """ o' a great
n- And there were the
1 Ul tlltrdt Ti
h' o,,u : "u "ere ne and
l. .. u"'nce thn "rnniiotto"
Urn
mm mf
wml mm
ti... .
0ofOM'x. ,r0wn clinking Into
lg hl,
er the
1 9 n... .f il.
i,i. : oi me nine
ne belonged. Ah!
Kay n i.litot
It k ffew, months his
!: u. t0 lournevlnss far
11 "Ul 'nads ot Lorraine, a
Sr. j. ",a8o near Naples.
""ern ti, , "luIRec aay;
rs on
I ""8 Ilia i v
? bear 1'ad stolon
aadT trom th9 tullD
C 6 thcy met the
can- and he, with hie
Close to the Gateway, Her Purse
Clasped Frantically to Her Bosom,
Stood a Girl.
only a moment later than the bear.
The 'fragrant branches whipped ncross
Uie boy's face as ho rushed past,
emerging breathless upon the high
way. A dramatic scene awaited him.
Down the road a thoroughly fright
ened tramp was speeding from the ter
rifying and wholly unexpected oppa
ritlon of the bear, a cloud of .dust En
veloping his horrified retreat. Close
to the gateway, her purse clasped fran
tically to her bosom, 6tood a girl, be
wildered and alarmed a girl whom
the last sunbeams bathed ln glory,
gleaming on her hair that was "red-
gold, liko'Jby." And to complete the
picture, there stood Mr. Jones, erect
upon his hind legs, his tongue lolling
out and his clumsy paws waving from,
her to I'edro.
It was an introduction.
That she was almost as much
frightened by the bear as. by the
tramp, whose attempted robbery the
animal's sudden appearance had frus
trated, was clear. At sight of Pedro
she screamed again.
"Oh! the bear!. Help, help! Oh,
take him away!" she cried.
"Abas!" said Pedro sharply, address
ing hie pet But Mr. Jones did not
obey Immediately, and for a moment
the three stood as If transfixed. Then
the boar dropped to all fours, and the
spell of the tableau was broken.
"Oh, how fortunate that you were
near!" she began breathlessly. "It
was a tramp. Ho wanted my little
silk purso . . . but the bear fright
ened him away; he came so suddenly
the bear did, that Ib. In another In
stant that dreadrul man would have
had my bag. Not that I would have
cared so much about the money, you
know," she added a trifle apologeti
cally, "but I have registered letters
In It for my father. 1 have juwt come
from the post olllce, and If they had
been lost . . . but, perhaps, you
do not understand Kngllsh?"
nn, yes:" said I'edro taking his
eyes from her slender throat and
Hashing u brilliant smllo at her. "Oh
yes, Indeed, I understand you!"
."Then please lt me thank you,'
Fain sue, lier Interest In him growing
every moment.
"Hut there Is nothing for which I
may receive thanks!" he protested.
Actually, s!e st ciiied to consider th
bear's Introduction sulliclent. Kum
blingly ho removed his wide, soft hat
and clasped It ukui his heart with
both hamK How she stared! Wait
ing or him to speak again, she gav
her chin a tilt which accentuated thnt
heavenly line. Involuntarily he pic
tured drapery behind it, his artist
Boui longing to depict It. hike a Ma
donna.
"It should be blue!" he said aloud I
a queer, choked voice.
"What did you say?" asked the girl
with a puzzled expression.
At realization of his speech his con
fusion beenme complete, and suddenly
his ono Idea was to escape her watel,
ful eyes.
"I that Is to say, er It was Mr.
Jones entirely," ho stammered, "1 I
did no'hlng, nada! It was all th
bear."
"Hut he Is your bear, evidently." she
replied, "and I Insist that ho share
the thanks with you."
"Thank you!" said Pedro eagerly
"You do not know the exquisite do
light er till oh!" (lasplng, he
sought to extricate himself from the
awkwardness of the Impulsivo compll
merit he had half-blurted out.
"Forgive me, gracious lady, er er
I must go now!" he finished lamely.
"Well, I give you my most grateful
thanks, whether you take them or
not," said she with a smile.
Put he was now too embarrassed to
rally and did what one often does
upon attaining a desired situation: be
came suddenly panicky and ran away
from it.
I shall hold your words In my
heart," said he, and then, with a ges
tore half beseeching, half apologetic
and wholly graceful, ho swept his hat
upon his head, and, calling the bear.
set off down tho road.
The wording of his speech was odd
and unexpected, and tho manner of
his departure so precipitant that It
looked like a retreat For ns long as
he remained In sight sho stood gazing
after him, her Interest In him cement
ed by his flight. With a sigh she was
scarcely conscious of uttering, so faint
it was, sho reluctantly tumd ln at
the gatn In the hedge and went slowly
along the little winding path.
CHAPTER II.
A Belief In Signs.
Put I'edro walked rapidly, so thnt
the bear had dltliculty ln imitating the
puce. The youth had now definitely
made up his mind to tako the new
course of action, for this second vision
of the beautiful lady had confirmed his
resolution, mid he felt he must gut
back to the others quickly. In order
to tell them before ho hnd time to
change his mind. As ho walked he
kept muttering "blue, blue!" and his
brows wcro knit furiously.
lie had to pass some villas with a
semi-suburban look about them, and
then an elm-shaded street, where
conunerco and conservatism rubbed
shoulders. Next, by switching off from
this neighborhood, he passed between
rows of frame houses, which dimln-
shed ln their appearance of lmpor-
anco and prosperity tho farther he
went, until finally the street. If such
It could properly bo called at this
point, was fringed only by shacks that
lenned Inquisitively over tho gutters,
or braced themselves at a fearsome
angle against .the slanting liltlo gar
dens at their backs. ,
When these humble habitations came
to an end there stood an old barn
amid a stony Held, scattered over with
paper, rubbish and dieenrded cans. In
the lee of the dilapidated building a
(Ire was burning Uuii the ground, and
about it a group of people bad gath-
red. Over the blaze a kettle had
been hung, Into which an old woman
was throwing greens from her apron.
Near her, his back against the barn,
lay a giant of a man", with a patch
over one eye. This was Iieau-Jean, tho
mighty Provencal, who at this moment
was engaged In carving an elaborate
design upon tho base of a bear-stave;
while besldi! him lay the grent animal
whom be ruled, asleep with its nose
tucked under Its paws. Two younger
omen Gunny, Dean-Jean's wife, and
turdy Hermanla, wife of Carlos (who
lay asleep near by) were mending
their shoes. At a little distance,
Anna, the pretty and irresponsible,
na weaving a garland of bright,
golden maple leaves, Rico watching
adoringly, the while he p'oteuded to
be busy nursing tho wounded paw of
their animal. At sight and smell of
his familiars Mr. Junes trotted up,
engerly sniffing as he came. Old Nlta
aroused herself at his approach.
'Tedro, you have let him loose
again, oh, careless one!" sHe cried;
some day he will betray you and
be off! or, worse yet, stolen."
"Cross Old Nlta!" replied Pedro,
stepping into iho lighted circle and
smiling at her. "He Is too fond of
me to run away aren't you, old fol
low, eh? What's to eat?" he Inquired,
stooping over the kettle. "Greens! Is
thnt all?"
"There is rye brend a single loaf,"
responded Nlta. "Thanks to your go
ing off by yourself, we have only tak
en In a few pesetas all day!"
"'You know very well, Aged One,"
rescinded I'edro, "that you take in
as much alone as with me, or very
nearly. And as for going off! . . .
Well, I have something to tell you, but
all must hear. Let us gather together
first, and eat."
Ko far the conversation had been In
Spanish, the native tongue of these
two. Now, as the conversation be
enme general, they fell Into a patois
Kngllsh, the language of tho road.
sometimes slipping Into French, some
times back Into Spnnish, their talk
being as polyglot as their origin.
"Now, do you want to hear, eh?" Pe
dro asked, addressing tho compnny
"If so, I shall tell my plan."
Iieau-Jean replied first, ln his deep,
husky voice.
"Let the little one tell his notion.
The plans of Pedro have brought
"How will you do so?" asked Pedro
eagerly.
i uo not know that, either," re
sponded Heau-Jcan.
kf
"Hast Thou Sinned, Even as I?"
ninny a laugh, and so many a coin
from the crowd on the market street."
"My shoes will not stand another
mending," said Hermanla. "If Pedro
can tell a plan to get others I will
heed."
The lad has wit; did ho not con
ceive the praying trick for Koko?"
mumbled Old Nlta. "Come, child,
what has thy brain devised now to
help us?"
"Oh, duu't, don't!" cried Pedro.
'Why do you say these things on this
night of all nights? I cannot endure
It! Call me evil names, and ubuse
me, rather! Please! It is almost too
hard for tne to do, and yet I must!
Amlgos! It Is for myself only that I
am planning my notion will not help
you, ulas!"
Ho buried his faco ln his hands, and
for a moment there was an astonished
silence. Such nn outburst of emotion
on the part of their Joy mis Pedro was
a thing undreamed of by any of them
Into the silence tho voice of Old
Nlta broke tremblingly.
"Hast tliou sinned, even ns 1, that
thou weep"st so? What Is It, Pedro
of my heart?"
"No, no!" ho cried, raising his head
"I have not sinned, but I have seen
line au exquisite curve from an
ovnl chin to tho base of a white
throat."
"Ah! ln love!" exclaimed Rico and
Anna simultaneously.
"No; again no!" cried Pedro. "I do
not love It, bu; I've got to paint It!'
There was another Interval of puz
zled silence, broken this timo by lleau-Jean.
"Oh, littlo Pedro," said he, "what do
you mean by 'paint If?"
"Just that." said Pedro, striving to
conquer his emotion. "1 nm going to
be nn artist, a painter. Don't you
understand?"
Tho little group stirred rellevedly.
This was nothing eo terrible, after all.
Then for a few moments all spoke at
once, voicing their relief. Hermnnlu's
query mudo Itself evident abovo the
jnt.ior of th8 rest. 1
"Hut why docs this distress you so?
Always, always you have made pic
tures. Pictures of us all, of every
where, of everybody; alwnys, always
scribbling little pictures upon bits of
paper! Where Ib the trouble?"
'Tho troublo comes because I shall
have to leave you all," stlld Pedro
sadly. "I must go to the city, where
can have the right things to work
with, nnd colors colors colors! 1
must learn about them. It will be
hard, but I can do It."
Go awny! Leave them!" Such a
clangor as they raised!
"I have tried not to do this," he
said as soon ns they let .him speak,
but I can't help it. The art It
bosses nie now!"
"Hut wliero shnll you go?" asked
Nlta.
'To New York; it la nearest," re
lied Pedro.
And how will you live?" from Car
los.
"I do not know."
"Who will teach you?" queried Her
manla.
"I do not know."
"And those colors, where will you
get them?" asked Anna.
"I do not know."
"And knowing nothing, you are yet
determined to go?" lleau-Jeon demanded.
"Yes," answered Pedro, stubbornly
"Then," said Beau-Jean, with a sigh,
It Is our plain duty to help you."
Next morning the eight set out to
gether for tho city. Whatever strange
undertaking Pedro was considering,
they would all go along and assist if
possible. And so, without any idea
save that of action, they set forth, de
termined though Indefinite.
Tho coppers of yesterday were all
expended for breakfast, and tho first
step toward tho beginning of a day
being accomplished, they betook them
selves to the railroad track and walked
beside It Hut noon camo and passed,
and still no granlto towers loomed be
fore their expectant eyes. Finally, to
rest themselves, they turned from the
wearying, shining vista of rails, and
seated themselves upon the deud grass
hesldo tho mllo post that bore the dis
couraging legend:
N. Y. 25 M. Harrison 1 M.
Ily this time all were tired and hun
gry. Worso yet, the bears were hun
grya condition to be reckoned with
before the need of tho masters.
"Let us go," suggested I'edro, "Into
the town which this dusty road leads
to, and dance tho bears, pass the hat,
und eat, eh?"
Tho suggestion needed no second
ing. With groans nnd complaints they
got to their feet aguln, und set off for
tho village.
Hut fa to was not smiling uixm them
Just then. Tho town was almost de
serted nt this hour, llesldes which,
near the end of the performance, Toto,
who was supposed to "sing," raised his
voice from his usual growling mono
tone to a hungry growl. ' That sent tho
watchers running off In all directions.
Ruefully Old Nlta couuted tho earn
ings. .
"Only seven pennies In all," sho
complained. "Hetter to ha;e rested
beside the railroad."
"It Is not enough to feed one bear,
even, remarked Heuu-Jean, "and I am
as hungry ns two."
Meanwhllo Pedro wns talking to
himself. "You got them Into this;
otherwiso they would have traveled
the regular way. Now you get them
out." Then Pedro noticed a dingy
lunch wagon by the broken curb,
some fifty feet away. At the entrance
to It stood a fat man with a dismal,
flabby face. Ills hands were tucked
beneath nn apron whose Immaculate
whiteness shone out conspicuously
umong the gray surroundings. The
man was motionless, as though ho had
become petrllled while waiting for cus
tomers who never came.
Ah!" said Pedro aloud, "I have an
Idea! Stay where you are, all of you,
until I beckon."
Then, thrusting his hands Into his
pockets, he strolled nonchnlaully away
In the direction of the lunch wagon.
It was a dingy affair, as has been
said, and Uxn Its tawdry sides the
lettering hnd grbwn dim. Still, It was
easy enough to mako out the inscrip
tion:
The Elite-
Pies, Coffee, Milk, Frankfurter
Over the doorway was an invitation
to "walk In," and underneath this tho
owner's name "Isaac Lovejoy, Prop
had been printed small. Pedro
sidled up to tho Individual who. It
would seem, bore this name and title.
"Husiness thriving 'bout here
asked Pedro conversationally, by way
of nn opening.
Tho man gave him a glance, but
without moving to do so.
, "Nope!" ho replied.
"What! In n place whore travelers
must pass so often?" Pedro exclaimed,
lifting his eyebrows.
"Yep!" said tho man, still motion
loss.
"What Is tho trouble? Are there
uo travelers?"
"Travelers, all right," said tho fat
man, "but no customers! No one stops
here!"
"What's tho trouble, do you think?'
Pedro Inquired.
"The lunch-wngon tru.".t!" exclaimed
tho man. "I'm nn iiideH'iidi:nt, I am;
but everywhere I go where there
might bo good business doin' say a
corner near a factory,, or any such
real wide-awake place one of them
trust wagons Is tsero before me, all
Bhined up ni' covered with gold paint
nn' plate glass! A fellow like me
ain't got no show."
"Why don't you spruce up a little,
then, eh?" asked Pedro.
"Why don't you buy somethtn' so's
I'll get tho money for to buy the gold
paint with?" retorted tho other.
"Hecnuso I have no money," Pedro
repllod.
Same reason here, In answer to
your llrst, criod tno rat man triumphantly.
"Supposing, now," snld Pedro, "that
I could put you on the right track
to competing with those trusts, eh?"
"What d'yer mean?" demanded the
man.
"Those wagons of the trust they
are all alike?"
Yes," said Mr. Ixivejoy, "all the
same; and very slick and fancy."
Aha! Then what you want Is
something entirely different from
them; something to make people no
tice you."
"Sure, but what?"
"That." replied Pedro, "is Just what
I can tell you. I have a proposition to
make."
The man scowled at him for a mo
ment, as though wondering nt the Im
prudence of this whipper-snapper's of
fering to deal with him. Then Pedro
looked at him, and smiled one of those
vivid, startling smiles that were pe
culiar to him, and usually took people
unawares, making them smllo back at
him before they really knew what they
were doing. Nor did It fall this time.
The flaccid face of the lunch-wagon
man expanded Into a broad grlu,
"That's it!" exclulmed Pedro.
"Thut's what?" asked tho man, grow
ing serious again.
"Oh, don't spoil It!" cried the lad,
"that smile Is Just what you need
to attract customers!"
This time the man laughed.
"Well," said he, "what is your prop
osition, young one?"
"I have some friends with me," be-
gan I'edro; "all those over there and
the bears. We are all hungry, seo?
Now I willpa!nt you a picture on the
side of your wagon, and also I will
paint for you a new sign; nnd If, when
I have finished, you agree that the
sign and the picture will bring you
customers In the future, you will feed
us all, not forgottlng the bears, eh?"
The fat man considered a long time
before replying, and Pedro watched
him unxlouuly.
"Well," he said at last, "tho old dog
wagon couldn't look no worse'n It do
now; an my stock what I have laid In
will get spoiled if it don't get cat
You can have a try, young one, if you
like."
"Hurrah!" said Pedro, and hurried
over to tell Nlta and the others.
A musty hardwuro store thut also
sold grain and lumber, furnished a
few crude materials. The fat man
paid for them, nnd Pedro carried them
over to tho cart nnd set to work.
"Please, one thing," he begged of
Its proprietor, "don't you look till all
Is finished."
"All right," agreed tho man, "1 11 sit
here. Just Inside the door, and read
outer the paper till you're done."
Pedro answered nothing, but gave a
glance ot a lit tin mirror that hung
Just opposite to where tho uncoil
prions Mr. Lovejoy sat, whipped off
the old green coat and began working
frantically.
The proprietor settled himself on
tho little stool near tho door, nnd,
faithful to hla promise, unfolded a
pink evening paper. Cautiously, and
speaking not at nil, Old Nlta drew
near, leading Mr. Jones. They sat
down In the dust beside) the step nnd
watched Pedro In silence. Then came
Heau Jean und Koko, followed by
Gunny, who settled themselves beside
tho old woman. Itefore half an hour
was gone all tho town, for the first
time In the lunch wagon's history, had
clustered before its door. As for Pe
dro; he had forgotten that there was
a world whirl) might come to gnpe
nd crltleiz," Ho was working.
Hut If tho painter wns unconscious
of the crowd, the proprietor was not.
Twice he wanted to move, but dared
not; and as the crowd Increased, so
did his Impatience.
For half an hour longer or more Pe
dro worked, glancing now nnd then at
tho little mirror Just Inside the door,
In which Mr. Lovejoy's unconscious
faco was reflected. There began to
bo an occasional tittering from tho
crowd, nnd then, later, spontaneous
bursts of laughter.
"Whin kin I come out?" cried Mr.
Ijovejoy nt Intervals, and
"Walt," commanded Pedro. Fever
ishly ho added tho finishing touches to
bis production, and then at length
stood back und Invited his patron to
descend. As the fat man came down
tho steps there was a little burst of
applause, which he was at a loss to
understand until he stood before his
transformed place of business.
All tho old lettering, nlready faint,
hnd been obliterated, and In tho cen
ter of the largest space was a portrait
head of himself n large, laughing por
trait, Just like hi in, yet irresistibly
merry. It was a face nt which one In
stantly smiled In sympathy; indeed It
woro tho very "smile to attract cus
tomers," ns Pedro hnd said. Over this
extraordinary production Pedro had
painted in neat, black letters:
t. Lovejoy
Eating Is Joyful
Come In and Eat
I Love to See You' Do It
Then underneath:
Lovejoy's Luscious tunches
After a moment of spellbound si
lence, tho fat man drew a long breath.
"You win!" ho said to Pedro, a
Binllo like that ln tho picture over
spreading his large countenance.
In a seco'nd the square was In an
uproar, the crowd expressing Its de
light noisily. Mr. Lovejoy fed them
THE NEWS TOLD
PARAGRAPHS
Latest Happenings Gleaned
From All Over the State.
LIVE NOTES AND COMMENTS.
Kill 151, 221 Flies In Campaign 1,500
Miners Go On Strike Horse
Racer Killed In Wreck,
Daughter Dying.
Building permits In Harrisburg In
August aggregated 1101,000.
Harrisburg has cut down Its first Im
provement loan of 11,090,000 to $ 555,-
uoo.
Kunbury' Fire Company, No. 1, will
visit Harrisburg and York, Septem
ber' 17 and 18.
Swatara Township opened two
schools In churches, duo to overcrowd
ing.
Steelton and Mlddletowa report
largo Increases In number of pupils at
tending the schools.
Joseph H. Hone was appointed al
derman of the Fifth Ward of I-ancaster
city.
Alton Moyer died of tetanus caused
by stepping cm a rusty nail at a farm
ti bout two miles from Mlfllln. He was
twenty years old.
Tho lly-swatting contest conducted
hy the Hangor troop of Hoy Scouts,
came to an end with a total ot 151,221
flies killed.
Petitions by five hundred freeholders
of West Shamokln, Fairvlew and
L'dgowood, were presented to Shamo
kln Councils, praying for aduilsslou to
that place.
Large transfer sheds of the Pennsyl
vania Railroad burned with their eon
tents nt Corry. A freight house and a
dozen cars were badly damaged. The
loss Is placed at (25,000.
Mrs. Susan Cndden, fifty-four years
old, of Lansford, Is In a critical condi
tion with a fractured skull suffered by
falling down stairs while walking la
her sleep.
Two Germans nnd one Russian re
nounced their claim ot allegiance to
their native countries at York and
were given citizenship in tho United
States.
Rev. W. 11. Orr, for two and a half
years pastor of tho Waynesboro Pres
byterian Church, has accepted a call
to Ilollldnyshurg and will leave
Waynesboro about October 1.
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George Miller nnd George Hnchman
are dead ond Timer Leith, nil of Hel
lertown, may die from typhoid fever.
The trio recently were helping
fanner In Pleasant Valley bfirvest, and
nil drank freely from an old well.
Alfred Kllnger and boy friends, of
IiOcust Gap, were mixing carbide and
water when a lighted match fell In a
can containing tho carbide. Kllnger,
who was holding the can, received the
full force of the explosion In his face.
He was severely burned.
Tho l.IiOO employes of tho Trice
Tancoast mine of the Scranton Coal
Company are on strike. They declare
they will not return to work unless tht
six fire bosses nt the plant returned to
the union. The six joined about a
year n'O, but withdrew several weeks
ago.
Ir. A. Lee Hiiddinger. Guy J. llart
line and Harmon Welshons, the former
a dentist, nnd the others teachers In
the ML Cnrmel High School, were in
jured by. their automobile wrecking
near Tievoi ton. Tho front ankle broko
and the occupants wera hurled to the
ground.
The Hoard of Public Grounds and
Huildings arranged for the restoration
of Rotherniel's painting ot the Rattle
of Gettysburg and other war paintings
in the ''Wur Gallery" of tho State Mu
seum. Thn paintings have not been
well displayed because of the flag
cases which formerly occupied the
place.
n. N. Kaiie Wynn nnd T. Harold
Jackson, of West Chester, are home
from an extended trip to Kurope.
While In England they were arrested
on charge of being German spies, but
proved their Identity by means of let
ters nnd other impels in their posses
sion. Their cameras were taken from
them by their captors.
"You VVinl" He Scld to Pedro.
all generously. Then, Just ns the
weary Pedro was accepting a cup of
coffee and a g'.gnntlc plateful of dough
nuts from the hand of his patron, tho
whir of an automobile caused him to
look around. All unpercelved, it had
been stundine near for somo time,
and now bestirred Itself at the ap
proach of the train It had come to
meet. As It moved away, a girl in the
rear seat stood up for a last backward
look at tho littlo crowd, and then,
against tho clear, blue of the sky, Pe
dro beheld a fleeting vision of red-
gold hair.
(TO IiR CONTINUED.)
A man at tho altar Is worth two It)
tun oar lor,
Kuallen J. Scliwoyer, of Allentown,
tho veteran liveryman and driver of
race horses In the fair circuits, was
instantly killed nnd his daughter,
Elizabeth, fatally Injured when their
team wns struck by nn engine on the
Jersey Central Railroad nt Newport ,
Two men on the wagon escaped by
Jumping. Miss Schwoyer was carried
400 yards on ths smokestack of th
engine.
The large barn on the Ard Yetter
estate near Lowistown, was entirely
destroyed by fire. Tho summer's
crops und farming Implements wer
burned, the loss amounting to several
thousand dollars.
The thirteenth annual reunion of the
Mnlin Family Association, comprising
the families ot the descendants ol
Randal and Elizabeth Malln, who came
from Cheshire, England, about 1683.
was held at Lnape Park, Septem
ber 7.