"'What's wrong with 'em?' says Mrs. Boone, 'n' pokes her head in the door. 'Land a Liberty!' she says. 'I shall certainly write to the _Banner_ about this! I call it disgraceful!' Then she sets down on the trunk. "I'm standin' up, but Peewee's still on it. She covers the whole trunk, but a little corner, 'n' Peewee tries to set on that. "'Why don't you give the lady some room?' I says to Peewee, 'n' he gets up 'n' leaves her have the trunk. "'You're a real polite young man,' says Mrs. Boone to me. "We ain't more'n got started when the dame lets out a holler. "'Orphy!' she yells, 'Stop! Wait a minute! Whoa!' Orphy comes 'n' yanks off the trolley. "'I declare to goodness!' says Mrs. Boone. 'I've furgot my rubbers. Run up and get them for me, Orphy--they're behind the door in the front hall.' "'I'd like to oblige you real well, Mrs. Boone,' says Orphy, 'but the company don't allow me to leave the car when I'm on duty--' "'Well, I call lookin' after your customers bein' on duty,' says Mrs. Boone. 'Now, you skip an' get my rubbers, Orphy Shanner!' "Orphy beats it fur the rubbers. "While he's gone Mrs. Boone goes 'n' drops a nickel down the chute, but she don't put it in the right side 'n' it trickles down into the box. When Orphy gets the car started after he's back, he turns 'round 'n' gives a sad look at the nickel in the box. "'Stung!' says Peewee, 'n' I think he's goin' to fall off the car. "'What ails that young man?' says Mrs. Boone to me. 'He seems to be havin' a spell.' "'It ain't nothin',' I says. 'He'll be all right in a minute.' "We lets Mrs. Boone off after while 'n' keeps on goin' fur a mile or so till we come to some gates. In gold letters over the gates is 'Ohio's Beauty Spot,' 'n' below that in bigger letters yet is 'Lake Minnehaha Park.' We goes through these gates 'n' there's the track. More'n half the center-field is took up by a baseball diamond. In the other half is a pond with a shoot-the-chutes runnin' down into it. "'Where's the lake?' Peewee says to Orphy. "'Right in front of your nose,' says Orphy, pointin' at the pond. "'She's some body of water,' says Peewee. 'If you ain't careful a big rough guy'll come along here with a tin cup some dark night 'n' go south with her.' "'I guess not,' says Orphy. 'She's four feet deep--in spots.' "When we come in sight of the stalls, there's Butsy standin' in the rain with the hosses. A big bunch of Jaspers is holdin' a meetin' out in front of a row of bran'-new stalls that's just been put up. There's a hot argument goin' on 'n' they don't pay no attention to the rain. "'You gone dippy?' I says to Butsy. 'What are you standin' out in the rain with the dogs fur? Why don't you put 'em up?' "'No chance,' says Butsy. 'All the stalls is took except these new ones, 'n' the guy who furnished the lumber fur 'em won't unlock 'em till he's paid.' "I looks at the stalls--there's a great big padlock on each door.