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‘THE YOUNG ENGINEER OF
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[This Story Bega in No,‘ 797.]_
Bones at Home;
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CHAPTER IX.”
*THE HAND ELEVATOR, -
ith his bureau up against
the bedroom door, and his revol-
ver, reloaded with real bullets, |
under his pillow and an Indian club in
each hand,
Needless to say, however, the unhappy
TLYUNS with t for ‘the rest of that
Bee
“Gumbo did not make any further attempt
That badly-scared darky
s humble bed and spent the -
night watching for the man,” in case |
he should take it into his head to sneak
_in_and make a final finish of Gumbo.
Next morning Gumbo served breakfast
-with a wary eye on Bilyuns,
“Humph! That darky don’t seem to
t any more shootin’,” remarked the
millionaire, who still had his gun handy.
. so glad you didn’t kill pans
exclaimed Bones, have been
Providence that turned the bullets aside.”
“Weil, Providence won't
good next time,” grunted Bilyuns. “If I
ever catch that nigger around me again,
Tl wring his neck!
“Dear Mr. Bilyuns, you really must try
to forget what happened last night. Gum-
bo assures me that he is subject to sleep
walking fits. He is quite faint and weak
this morning from the shock.”
“Well, it’s lucky for him he afn’t no
parse oft. I guess you better fire that
e
“Tr: "should be so sorry to do. that!”
gushed Bones. “Gumbo is a noble crea-*
ture when ‘you come to know him.
Gumbo!”
“Yassah,” respond.d the darky, floating
in.
“Mr. Bilyuns ,Wishes mez to discharge
you, Gum
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“Oh, thank heaven!” cried the darky.
“But I do not wish to,” added Bones.
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I have a high opinion of
your merits, and I wish to make some
arrangement by which you may stay with
us, Of course, your sleep-walking fits
are rather inconvenient; but. we may
overcome ow, would you mind
being chloroformed each night?
Yassah, I would.
“Um! Well, suppose we bound: you
hand and foot.” .
“Not foh Gumbo, sah,” replied
aay. decidedly,
me! How particular you are!”
remarked our hero, “Here, I have ‘it!
“Suppose we locked you in your room?”
“Kin I hate 2 big, thick iron. bolt on de
odes n glde?” asked Gumbo, eyeing Bil-
yuns suspiciously.
“Why, yes,” said
“Dat’ll do,”
of relief.
So it was settled that Gumbo was to
keep his place, and having cleared up
the breakfast, the darky went about the
chamber work.
Bilyuns and Bones and his pard mean-
dered around aimlessly for a while, and
finally landed in the kitchen.
“Well, there's enough closets. here,”
said the millionaire, looking at the door
tie the oe pmbwaiter. “That looks like a
z
oe fe ‘walked over and opened, the door.
“There ain’ t a
“By Gosh!” he exclaimed.
any bottom to this closct!”
“Hevings, pard!” whispered Bones, “y
- had forgotten that dear Mr. Bilyuns was
from. the country, and unfamiliar with
- tke festive dumbwaiter,
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“SAY!
“Say, what is this darn thing?”. asked ©
the anare staring down the shaft.
“Wh; 3. the, hand elevator,”
smiled our pero.
“The
“The hand ‘elevator. You see, Mr. Bil-
‘uns, when any of the tenants wish to
make a trip to the roof without using
the stairs or the regular elevator they
simply use tbat hand elevator. It is so
much more exclusive, you know.
“Why, phat's a good idea” cried Bil-
it?”
yuns, “How do you wo:
“Just pull the right-hand Tope,” cried
Homes ranking the dumbwaiter up from
the cella
“Lord! It's little enough!”
“That makes it just so much more ex-
elusive,” said our hero, “You sce, “I
don't have to rub elbows with any one.”
“Say, I believe I'l] go up and see how
she works,” grinned the millionaire,
never see anything, like that before.”
“Climb ight in,” said Bones, “We'll
pull you up.
Well, Bilyuns managed, somehow or
other, to jam hfs masive frame into the
little dumbwaiter, and there he crouched,
evidently men pleased with the nov-
elty oe the thi
this beats anything I ever heard |
of!” A exclaimed. “Let her go
. ow, the roof door is the next one
up,” said Bones, “If you can’t open it,
Just hammer on it, and it’ll come open?
Ate right,” satd Bilyuns. - “Holst
the
Bon
said the darky, with a sigh .
vou DARE CALL 1 ME MORE NAMES!”
AIRE. “WHY, ’'LL BREAK EVERY BONE IN YOUR
HOURS
simply the’ Gumbwaiter door of the floor
ois “Bilyuns di ian't know that.
“Whoa, there!” he called. “I’m w
“Now open the door,” called Bones,
softly.
“Why—say,” muttered Bilyuns, “There
ain it any, knob here
“Nope I guess I'll have-to hammer it
open,
“Well, it may take some strength,”
murmured Bone:
“Oh, I guess r ve got it,” said Bilyuns.
Bang! Bang! Bang’
The millionaire’s Bets descended upon
the door like the heels of a donkey.
And it wasn’t but a very few seconds
before they produced results,
Somebody in the flat above jerked the -
door open suddenly. ~
“What’n blazes are on doing?” de-
Twant. to. “get on the roof,”
said Bilyuns, astonished.
“Well, what do you mean by banging
on my door?” asked the tenant above.
“I thought this was the roof,” replied
the millionaire, rather warmly.
“Well, it isn’t!” snapped “the *gentle-
man, “And no game like that goes with
me. I know.your kind all right.
, “See here,” began Bilyuns.
“That'll do. .: I've
sneak-thieves before,.
Sneak-thieves!” .
“Yes, sneak-thieves!
you just where Ll want yor
I guess Vv ve got
u now,
can just stay t there till I call up the
police.
- ot
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SHOUTED ran MaPLION-
“fay, you gol-darned——” yelled Bil-
un.
“Now, don't you——key!” cried the ten-
ant above.
Bilyuns had descended suddenly, for
Bones and his pard had pulled the other
rope,
About three, seconds later the million-
aire climbed back into Bones’ apart-
ment, red and a
“So that’s where you belong!” the gen-
tleman upstairs called dow:
“Yes, and I'll come up there and put
you where you belong!” retorted the mil-
ljonatre.
“Gracious, Mr. Bilyunst” cried Bones.
“Wasn't that the roof door?”
it wasn’t!” yelled’ Bilyuns.~ “It
scems it was the door of some bag-kneed
son of a gun that called me a sneak
thief!”
“Good heavens!” cried our hero.
“That's what he did,” fumed Bilyuns.
“J'm going up there and wipe him out.”
“Now, dear Mr. Bilyuns——”
’ “That’s all right, my boy. I'll have it
understood that no man is going to call
me a thief.”
\ Bones wrung his hands for several sec-
cnds, apparently trying to control his
nervous agitation.
af
duty to chastise © that foul-mouthed
_ scoundre
1 always try to do my duty,”
“Just hoist, me up
“Well,
said Bilyuns, grimly,
again,
“What! are you going up on the dumb
—on the hand elevator again?
*That’s. what: I'm going to do!” replied
the millionaire, climbing into the dumb-
waiter.
“But would it not be better——”
“You leave it to me,” grunted Bilyuns.
“You just hoist me up there and hold
me there till I tell-you to let me down.
I'll do the rest.
“Ah,” said our hero, admiringly, “you
are always so decided Jn whatever you
do, dear Mr. Bilyuns!”
Then he and his pard took a good grip
on, the rope. £
Ah, here is Gumbo,” murmured Bones.:
“Just take hold here, Gumbo.” .
“Lawd! Whar de big mua Bon now??
quavered the darky. -
“Just up to the next floor, to thrash ‘tho
tenant,” smiled
“Law ave massy. on dat poor tenant,”
. breathed Gumbo, taking hold of the rope...
seen 4 dumbw: alter -”
Yoared th the million- .
- Quic!
Needless to remark, it was with keen
pleasure that Bones and his pard hoisted -
Mr. ilyuns once more to the door of the ‘
iat a -
a be had arrived opposite the door, -
the tilt ae once more took up the
tattoo with his fists.
“What!” cried: the tenant, yanking the :
door open again. “Are you here again?”
u bet. I am!” roared Bilyuns, pre-
parise for slaughter.
“Here, Bridget!” cried the tenant. “Go
into ihe bedroom and get my revolver!
Ger your what?” sneered Bilyuns. ~
: “See here, I want to know what the dick- ~
him into his clutches.
ens you meant’ “by calling me a-sneak- °
* thief! :
“Tn show you what I meant!” said the
tenant; nervously. “Hurry up with that
gun, Bridge
th Saye are ‘you going to apologize for ©
“Tahf? replied the man upstairs.
“What!” replied the millionaire, sud-
denly.reaching out for him and gathering
“He Lemme go!” howled the gen-
vee Hurry. up, Bridget!”
“Tl ye go!” thundered Bilyuns,
- reaching ou of the dumbwaiter and
/ shaking the unhappy man until his teeth .!
TO
rattled. “You apologize! .
‘ wae! Help!” screamed” the unfortu-_ ”
nate. ¢
“Apologize!” repeated the millionaire.
I won’t do it!” gurgled the man, who
seemed resolved to die game, “I’ll.p
you behind the bars, you great,~ natal
er!
t was a very ‘foolish remark for him
‘to make, for it excited Bilyui
ou dare call me more names!”
shouted the millionaire, dragging the °
. Tash man toward the dumbwaiter, “Why,
Then he seemed to regain commana of.
ms veel.
r. Bilyuns,”
you ihe right.
he said, “I believe that
Such an ‘Insult should be
engel
you bet it Should! And it's going to
Ties and his pard paved on the Tope,
and the
ascended the shaft,
Needless to say, the next door above
was not the exit to the roof. It was
he millionaire, removing
- hie coat and ¢' tfts,
“Much as q disapprove of fighting,
continued Bones, “I feel that it is your
T'll break every bone in your body!”
Dat man must be one o° dein
murderomaniacs I read about!” muttered
Gumbo, “Jest seem laik he want to kill
everybody!
“Ah! He has dragged the’ gentleman
into the dumbwaiter!”
squinting wp the shaft.
g0 the ro;
“Don't!” * asped his pard,
Up above there were sounds of “heavy
bows, | as. Bilyuns mauled the poor gen-
remarked Bones,
“Suppose we let
opel I teach, you!” cried the millionaire. .
Bones I hat suddenly released the rope,
and as suddenly shoved his _Pard- and
Gumbo to one aa
Consequently, the heavily-loaded dumb-
Tebiaine dropped like a streak of greased
Down Past the floor of their flat it shot,
re Bilyuns gasping for breath and
Ing on to fbe man u t
down, down, until—ba licens
“Great Cxsar’s ghost”
from the cellar,
“Oh, I’m dead!
tenant,
yelled Bilyuns,
I'm dead!” wailed the
his is what comes of thi
paselgnt for fighting sighe at bestia
virtuously, gazing ‘down the shaft at the °
heads of the various occupants, who were
prubbering” wildly to learn the cause of
the crash,
Welt, to make a long story sh
or’ -
yuns came panting up the sta! te ive
manures mas and the janitor brought
at was le:
the ota t of the other ‘tenant, in
“Well, I done him up good,” ri
the millionaire, opening Ais tha to and
a new suit of clothes. “But, by Gee! ©
won’t trust that hand elevator aeaiat”
(To ba continvgD IN oun NEXT.]
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