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    You Can Search Me
    You Can Search Me
    You Can Search Me
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    You Can Search Me

    By George V. (George Vere) Hobart

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    Release dateNov 26, 2013
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      You Can Search Me - George V. (George Vere) Hobart

      The Project Gutenberg eBook, You Can Search Me, by Hugh McHugh

      This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.net

      Title: You Can Search Me

      Author: Hugh McHugh

      Release Date: June 13, 2004 [eBook #12607]

      Language: English

      ***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK YOU CAN SEARCH ME***

      E-text prepared by Al Haines

      YOU CAN SEARCH ME

      BY HUGH McHUGH

      AUTHOR OF

      JOHN HENRY, DOWN THE LINE WITH JOHN HENRY, IT'S UP TO YOU, BACK TO THE WOODS, OUT FOR THE COIN, I NEED THE MONEY, I'M FROM MISSOURI, ETC.

      ILLUSTRATIONS BY GORDON H. GRANT

      1905

      CONTENTS

      JOHN HENRY GETS A PARTNER

      JOHN HENRY GETS A SUFFICIENCY

      JOHN HENRY GETS BUSY

      JOHN HENRY GETS A SHOCK

      JOHN HENRY GETS EXCITED

      JOHN HENRY GETS A SETBACK

      JOHN HENRY GETS A SURPRISE

      ILLUSTRATIONS

      BRING US A PLAIN OMELETTE AND ONE DISH OF PRUNES.

      TWO AND A HALF POUNDS OF IRON LANDED ON MY INSTEP

      YOU BETCHER SWEET

      THE ANSWER WAS A CREAM-COLORED HORSE WHICH LOOKED AT ME SADLY

      A PRETTY HOT LINE OF GOODS, EH?

      I WAS SO SURPRISED I DROPPED THE EGG

      CHAPTER I.

      JOHN HENRY GETS A PARTNER.

      "Seven weeks and then the wedding bells will get busy for you, eh,

      Bunch?" I chuckled.

      Surest thing you know, my old pal Jefferson replied, somewhat dolefully.

      I must dig up a few old shoes and have a plate of cold rice pudding on the doorstep, I went on. It's going to afford me a bunch of keen delight to soak you in the midriff with a rusty patent leather and then push a few rice fritters in under your coat collar, believe me!

      Bunch tried to pull a smile, but his face didn't feel like working, and the finish was a mournful sigh.

      John, he said, after the waiter had crowded the sizz-water into the wood alcohol, I'm a plain case of shrimp!

      Oh, sush! I said; you'll get over that, Bunch. Isn't it a hit how we young fellows begin to warm wise to ourselves the moment we get a flash of the orange blossoms. We think of the beautiful little lady we are leading to the altar and then we think of the many beautiful souses we have led by the hand, and we begin to ask ourselves if we are worthy. Before we can get the right answer the preacher has dropped the flag, the ceremonies are over, and after that the struggle to supply three squares a day puts the boots to every other worry; am I right, Gonsalvo?

      I s'pose so, John, Bunch replied, but it isn't a case of rattles with me. I'm shy with the mazume, and it looks now as if that little trip to the minister's will have to be postponed indefinitely.

      Skidoo, skidoo, and quit me, Mr. Josheimer! I suggested.

      I mean it, John, Bunch came back. I can't lead a girl like Alice Grey into the roped arena of matrimony when I haven't the price of an omelette for the wedding breakfast, now can I?

      Great Scott, Bunch, have you been Chadwicked for your roll ? I asked. Are you the man from Ohio that was so polite he gave his bank to the lady? If you are, it serves you right.

      No, John, Bunch answered mournfully, "but I had to go to

      Washington on a business trip, and while there——"

      Wait, Bunch, I chipped in; I've got you sized. While in Washington you met a couple of wise voices who talked nothing but sure-things, so you for the Bennings race track to spill your coin, eh, Beau?

      Well, John, I'll tell you how it was, Bunch tried to square himself. My roll was just five thousand strong, and I began to wish for about two thousand more, so that I could take the little wife over the wild waves and point out Paris and the Riviera to her. In Washington I met a quick talker named Ike Gibson and he played me for a good, steady listener. Ike showered me with cinches and in short order I was down with Bennings fever. And then——

      I know the answer, Bunch, I sighed, You followed Ike's clues and finished fainting. I'm wise. But, say! Bunch, didn't you pipe me with the neck bruises often enough in the old days to profit by my experience? Didn't I go up against that horse game so hard that I shook the whole community, and aren't you on to the fact that the only sure thing about a race track is a seat on a trolley car going in the opposite direction?

      I know, John, Bunch replied, but this looked awfully good to me, and I went after it.

      Did they sting you for the whole bundle? I asked.

      Not quite, Bunch answered sadly; but they certainly put a crimp in my wallet. I'm only $1,500 strong now, and that's not enough to tip the porter on the honeymoon journey. You know, John, I'm only drawing $100 a week from the brokerage business, and I'll get nervous if I can't make up a purse quicker than that. I'll simply have to go to Alice and Uncle William Grey and get a set-back, and—say, John! I'm a polish, for fair! Alice is making all her preparations, and has her mind fastened to the date, and all that sort of thing, and like a chump I go up against that——

      Oh, get back from the funeral, get back, Bunch! I advised.

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