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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, September 01, 1916, LAST EDITION, Image 18

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THE RHYME WORD
By George Elmer Cobb
(Copyright, 1916, W. G. Chapman.)
"That's luck!" uttered Mr. Lionel
Wray, as, his daughter at the wheel,
their auto crept into the public ga
rage and stopped dead short
"Yes, I'm thankful to get this far,"
echoed Lillian Wray, with a sigh of
vast relief. "I was afraid we would
have to be towed into town."
, The machine had refused to take a
hill on the country road two miles
back. However, by using second
speed and halting frequently until
the carburetor had a normal supply
of gas from the choked-up feed pipe,
they just managed to gain the ga
rage at a snail's pace.
It was a drowsy mid-afternoon
lour and there was only one person
in the garage. He might be the pro
prietor or a customer, judging from
.his clothes, and Mr. Wray accosted
him with some hesitation and timid
ity as he made his wants known. Lil
lian reflected that this stranger, at
once interested in their troubles, had
a fine intellectual face and she
looked gratified when he announced
that, although the garage owner and
his helper were both away on a job,
he felt an ability to help them out.
The young man took off his coat
and the sudden transition into a
jumper caused Lillian to smile. He
spread a tarpaulin under the ma
chine and was soon at work with a
pump and tools.
"Have to take off the sediment
trap cover," finally announced the
impromptu mechanic. "It's easy to
pump the pipe clear, but it will fill
right up again, so we might as well
make a thorough job of it while we
are at it She's stuck hard, but I
fancy I can budge her," and the ac
commodating young man once more
crept out of sight, a formidable
wrench in his hand.
It was fully half an hour before he
emerged bearing evidences of ex
haustive labor and grime, but smil
ing courageously. '
"I got it!" he announced with a
palpable spice of triumph in his tone,
and went over to a sink to wash his
hands. Lillian edged up to her fa
ther. '
"Eapa, dear," she said, "you will
have to let me have some money. I
presume this will be quite a bill
"I Cot It," He Announced
that young man had to work dread
fully hard."
'Certainly, how much, daughter?
The mischief!"
Going in turn through his pock
ets, Mr. Wray finding nothing, looked
perturbed and dismayed.
"What is it, papa?" questioned Lil
lian anxiously.
"Bless me! If I haven't left mone'
and check book in my other clothes.'
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