I could again feel the inclination to argue surging up in me, but I
remembered my dignity and desisted.
"I wish you would tell me about this other 'pioneer' stunt of yours," I
said, as we emerged into the sunlit courtyard.
"In the fulness of time."
"I'm terribly curious."
"You won't be able to contain yourself when you do know. It's been one
of your dreams--and mine. Well! You look like having your chance at
last, George. If only the new glands work," he added, in parenthesis.
There was a possibility, of course, that this other secret and alluring
project of Gran'pa's was merely a bait to keep my enthusiasm alive. I
suggested this to him, in the hope that he would relent and satisfy my
curiosity.
"No, George! You must be patient. If you'd lived as long as I have
you'd learn to take things in logical order. First the glands,
then--the glory!"
We had now reached the busy street again--a new world after the
peaceful vicinity of those old offices--and Gran'pa bought an evening
paper. He was always buying papers now!
Glancing hurriedly through the headings, he gave vent to a sudden
exclamation.
"Ah!"
"What is it?" I asked, looking over his shoulder.
He retreated into a doorway, sheltered from the stream of hurrying
pedestrians and there pointed to a heading:--
TEST CASE.
And underneath:--
EXPERIMENT ON AN AGED CONVICT.
I read the following details:--
"A _Herald_ dispatch from San Francisco states that after a convict
was hanged at San Quentin Penitentiary, yesterday, for the murder
of his mother-in-law, the murderer's interstitial glands were cut
out and transplanted in a sixty-year-old convict as an experiment
for the purpose of verifying the recent theory of rejuvenation
by this process. The doctors expect that new physical and mental
strength will be thereby given to the aged convict."
"There you are!" cried Gran'pa. "That's the Americans all over. They've
begun already." He looked at me wistfully. "I did hope that I might
have had the honor of being the first."
"You'll be a good second, anyhow," I said encouragingly. "Cheer up!"
He was about to fold the paper and put it into his pocket, when we
caught sight of the following:--
BOLT FROM THE BLUE.
"Considerable excitement was caused in Upper Richmond Road,
Richmond, this morning by a monkey suddenly dropping from the
overhanging branch of a tree into the lap of a lady seated on the
top of a passing 'bus.
"Pursued by the other passengers, it scrambled down the rail at
the rear and rushed across the street, where it tried to scale a
garden wall. After a few minutes exciting chase, it was eventually
captured by a constable, who, much to the amusement of the crowd,
took it to the police station.
"Questioned by our correspondent, the authorities stated that,
although no charge had been preferred against the animal for
causing an obstruction, it had been placed temporarily under lock
and key, and is now awaiting its owner."
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