“She sure has,” agrees Telescope. “That pe-rade was a humdinger.”
I sets up in bed and looks ’em over.
“Pe-rade?” I asks. “Did they have a pe-rade?”
“Yes, little one,” replied Muley. “We had a pe-rade that we’ll date time from. We had eight Miss Columbuses and——”
“Who—who led it?” I asks.
“You did, you danged fool!” whooped Telescope.
THE END
Transcriber’s Note: This story appeared in the July 18, 1918 issue of Adventure magazine.