The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1891-10-10

there you'll see some boys Say-if they
ask you who you are-that Tom Gerald
sent you. That's ALL They know me
most of 'em. You can pump EN- then
and may be they will know something.
There's a second hand store there-old
Isaac's-you'll see somebody in that block
you are hunting"
"I'm obliged to You," said Dick.
you're entirely welcome-whats the
servants name?"
Joe"
".Just Joe?"
Il don't know her other name"
well, go round there-you'll find
some of the rascalS-they eyre always
around, trying to see what they can
steal"
Dick thanked him and hurried away.
The boy looked after him, saying to him
self: There's a fellow that will fool
whoever takes him for u greeny, and he
has kind of a fresh look, too"
Dick resolved plan as he left the boy.
The mention of the secondhand cloth
ing store gave him the germ of an idea,
which he was working out. BY the time
he reached Of! Isaac's, he had remarked
two things. One was the suddenness
with which he left elegant buildings at
his back, and the rapidity with which
evidence of a different life accumulated
as he noted the dingy buildings Scarce
ly a hundred yards interyened-and
here was wealth and elegance on one
side and Squalor, or at least poverty, on
the other Far away off to the left
he observed an alley, and even the main
thoroughfare was contracted; the
houses, too, had a cramped appearance.
He observed the second hand store
near at hand There was a name
the lettering was very dingy-the store
dingter. He could not see through the
windows. they were SO dirty.
Dick entered boldly, The proprietor
looked at him sharply.
Il want to look at some old clothes
about my size"
"Ah-you want old clCthes-I have no
old clothes"
"Weil-some clothes that arc not as
bright as these "
"Oh-h. Yes-low in color. Why
didn't YOU say so. Step this way"
Dick followed him to little back room
where Isaa had hanging up, lying on
boxes, and tossed everywhere in confu-
sion, all sizes and styles of old clothes.
They were low enough in color, as Dick
laughingly said to himself There We're
pantaloons he would scarcely pick off
the strcet-GUeer dented hats, caps, over
coats-a little Of everything.
Il needn't waste time looking over
these"
"No waste of time-no trouble to show
goods"
"See here, sir I want the worst Old
clothes you We got, sir, The worst boy
my size can wear. I'll pay you for the
loan of them-if you'll let me put them
on here-and come back and change for
my own again.
"All right-juSt you rummage around
back of them boxes. I'm pretty sure |
put some boys clothes back there week
ago-he was an Irish boy. I'll charge
you dollar for them for-how long do
You want them?"
Until you close up tonight"
THAT is two hours-you can rap on
the door, never go to bed till two.
Well-you pay me now"
"Won it d. when | come back? I'm
leaving these good clothes until come
back, amt To-
The proprietor elevated his hands.
"How c, uld do business that way? |
would 90 to the poor hou e. sure"
"Well. i give Yea half Il dollar now,
and. YES. a dollar when come back. if
y0ull promise no. to mention my coming
here"
Me? me mention it. la, ha, my boz.
you Mt know old Isaa": YOU don't know
NE. See here. my boy, I'm poor man,
a very poor man: but III give you a hun
d. cd dollars, cash money. if you can find
one person N New York who viii say
Isaac ever mentions his customers"
Dick handed him a half dollar and
speedily found dirty pair of torn pant
and jacket with fraycd elbows ami
wrists. An cd plush cap that almost
fell over his ears was his next find. Then
he was ready for the transformation he
sp e lily effected.
As he emerged from the back room the
proprietor started. my, | would not
know YOU. You will deceive your own
father"
Dick smiled and hast out and soon
found the boys he hal be n tod he would
see Iounging in the neighbOrhood. Al
though he had never heard of the m TIL
OILS pursued by detcctves-had no knowl-
edge of their artS-he was in fair way
t. accomplish as fine piece of otetectivn
work as could be conceived
Ac,csting a rolgh-lGoking 10y. larger
than himself, he in uired if he wanted
10 ~mahc littIc money"
"kh! What We gwen mo-"
q mean Just what / say. / think
can ma Il trihc for both OF us. ="
Look hcra, Pete" said the boy adj
dressed, haiiing an associate near him.
Listen to the gulf
"Nhat is it?'
This here buffers a rolIin' in wealth,
he is. Wants to divvy."
Al mean it," said Dick.
"What dye mean?" demanded Peter
surlfly.
We'll, I can't take You into my conf
dence unless you both promise to lleopi it
to yourselves"
%, that's all right We amt goin
round BLOWN like brass bands: are we
Tom?"
You bcto
well, it's Just this. want to find
where Dufaur'S girl Is.
"Dufaur's girI?" Tom looked al Pete
and winked, and Pete stuck his tongue
in his cheek as he winked at Tom
"AX US something easy. Maybe she's
sleeping in her little bed Or maybe shes
Sittin up with her Teller or maybe she's
at the thcayter. or hasn't come home
from the circus. There's plenty of room
for Imagination before you're lust
precious sure where any girl is, and as
for Dufaur grief [ wanted to know
precious lad, do Won know Young Teller.
what Ia do. I'd go round and ring the
he'll and AK at home
Il see you don't understand me-" said
Dick.
NO, we are very slow of comprehen-
sion-me and Pete, here. "
Maybe that will help you"
Dick quietly handed each dollar
note The change that came over the
faces Of the two worthless was rare to
see. Their eyes snapped as they looked
at the money and crammed the notes in
their pockets.
"He means biz" said Tom
Il believe yer" said Pete "Now,
young Teller, fire away. l like your be-
ginning first rate
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