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Title: Outing
Year: 1885 (1880s)
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Subjects: Leisure Sports Travel
Publisher: (New York : Outing Pub. Co.)
Contributing Library: Tisch Library
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Tubbs, sitting up. There isnt any fire, said Mrs. Tubbs. I just wanted to ask you if you felt goodand comfortable. If it had not been quite so dark the lookon Tubbs face would have made a paintersfortune. Did I say anything in my sleep about not being comfortable? inquired Tubbs,earnestly. There, there, Washington! Dont getexcited. Folks with your diseases mustkeep calm. Excitement is bad for em.Im so glad you are resting easy. Tubbs said something, but it could netbe gathered. He threw himself backwardwith a resigned air and struck the bedwith a thump. The planks quivered —squeaked — a nail loosened, and thenTubbs felt his aerial perch slowly tiltdownward. Maria, grab me! he yelled, as heclutched wildly at the vanishingwindow sill.But too late! The bed tilteddownward remorselessly, and inanother instant the patient slideasily off in a cloud of drapery.Mrs. Tubbs reached thewindow in time to wit-ness her husband ric-ochet from thepantry roof to thecoal shed below,from which point
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For a time, Tubbs merely studied the route. Who by Searching 673 he hurdled the woodpile neatly and brought Strangely enough, it was invitingly open, up in the middle of the rear yard. Tubbs entered and slammed it behind him She waited in breathless anxiety nearly with all the vim at his disposal. Then he a minute before the tangled heap of bed- went upstairs. clothes evinced any sign of life. Then the His wife was asleep—soundly. He gavebald spot on her liege lords pate appeared her one piercing look and smiled sardoni-and scintillated in the moonlight. For a cally. Then Washington Tubbs crepttime Tubbs merely studied the route he stealthily in at the far side of the bedhad just executed—apparently lost in ad- and drew a shuddery sigh of relief. Inmiration and wonder. Then he laboriously a moment more he had fallen in peace-gathered his remains together and limped ful slumber—lame, and bruised but—toward the kitchen door. cured! WHO BY SEARCHING BY ELLEN BURNS SHERMAN For aye

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