Peace--at any price . The Wrist Watch doesntmiss him by a thirty-second of aninch. The ruffian! says the CelebratedSteel Magnate to the Well-knownCarpet Manufacturer. This willnever do. Come! We will aid him. Side by side, they advance. Butnot far. The Lad with the WristWatch places the palms of his handsagainst their fat and bewhiskeredfaces, and gives a good, hard push. [49] Peace—at Any Price Whereat the Celebrated Steel Mag-nate and the Well-known CarpetManufacturer sit down on the floor. Such is their momentum, however,that they not only sit down; they gofurther, and perform two of thenea
Peace--at any price . The Wrist Watch doesntmiss him by a thirty-second of aninch. The ruffian! says the CelebratedSteel Magnate to the Well-knownCarpet Manufacturer. This willnever do. Come! We will aid him. Side by side, they advance. Butnot far. The Lad with the WristWatch places the palms of his handsagainst their fat and bewhiskeredfaces, and gives a good, hard push. [49] Peace—at Any Price Whereat the Celebrated Steel Mag-nate and the Well-known CarpetManufacturer sit down on the floor. Such is their momentum, however,that they not only sit down; they gofurther, and perform two of theneatest back somersaults I ever sawdone by amateurs. Then they rollover on their right sides and, stick-ing out a pair of legs that wouldhave done credit to a grand piano,they rise to their feet. Its all in uni-son, and one of the prettiest thingsI ever saw. If they had only had anorchestra to play the Turn, ti-ti-tum-tum, um, tum-tum that goes with it,you couldnt have told them from a couple of acrobatic dancers. [50]. The pitcher . . hit the celebrated Steel Magnate in theplace where he kept his indigestion. [See page S5.] Peace—at Any Price In the meanwhile, the Lad withthe Wrist Watch, regarding suchfeats as mere routine, has gone backto pulling the nose of the GreatPacifist. Now there isnt a man in the world,no matter if he loves peace to thepoint of amorousness, thats going tobe converted into a facsimile of aSouth American anteater without aprotest. Muttering something thatdoesnt sound as though it came fromthe Bible, the Great Pacifist aims awallop at the Lads chin. The Ladducks. The G. P., with a great wrench, regains possession of his nasal organ, and now, thoroughly imbued with the [51] Peace—at Any Price spirit of the occasion, swings with allhis strength at the Lads jaw. But just when, according to allthe rules of peace, the G. fistshould have connected with the Ladslower maxillary, the Lad stoops. Somuch verve has the G. P, investedin his endeavor, that the
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