tree, when an extra nip on his knee cut him short. " h, my, I shall die!" he moaned—"I know I shall die!"
By this time the proprietor of the hotel had freed himself from the crab that had nipped him on the nose. "You won't die, but you'll get out of this hotel," he snarled. "Throw the crabs out of the window," he continued to his employees, and after a good deal of trouble one crab after another was hurled forth, the window being kept open in the meantime and the icy draught causing Crabtree to shiver as with the ague. As there seemed no help for it the ex-teacher began to dress again with all possible speed.
"If I find out who did this I'll—I'll kill him," moaned Josiah Crabtree. "I've been nipped in a hundred places!"
"You'll leave this hotel!" growled the proprietor. "I've had enough of you. First the room didn't suit, then the price was too high, and at dinner and supper you found all manner of fault with the menu. You'll go, and the quicker the better."
"But look here" began Crabtree.
"I won't argue with you. Either get out, or I'll have you arrested as a disorderly character."
"Yes, but"
