The National tribune. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1877-1917, 1897-07-01
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Nick Horgan was standing in front OF The
Crystal Palace" bar. with his fourth glass
three fingers every tiEie-of Old Crow in
his hairy hand. He was attaining the frame
OF mind when the City OF Chicago and all
the glOries thereof were his. He was con-
fiding to the bar-keeper some interesting
particulars tending TO show what n remark
able man he was, when he happened to look
at The big mirror In front of him, and saw
the reflection Of Wat and Con coming
through the green baize doors. He hastily
swallowed his liquor, and turned around to
face them. His first thought was that they
had wandered in there, not knowing OF his
presence, and he intended 10 jibe them
about his experience with them the day be-
fore. Bat there was something in their
appearance that did not seem 10 exactly fit
This aud he reached for the bottle to use as
weapon. The bar-keeper picked up the
bung-starter in u familiar way, and touched
The electric button which signa.e,l the
" bonncer :" of the saloon who was playing
seven-up at one Of the tables He laid down
his cards and sauntered forward.
Take dhrop on yersilves. all av yez,"
said Con, with stern dignity. "We're
officers av the laa." And he displayed his
badge. Mistur Horgan. y're wanted inn
majitiy at the office av the Superintindint
az Police. VII make no trouble, but come
along wild us, an widdout any ifs or ans"
See that, ye bloody dnffer," said Wat to
the bouncer," indicating his badge with
his club. That's the hauthority hof the
City hof Chicago. Go back hand pick hnp
yer cards. They're waiting for ye to play"
You on the police!o y said the asionshe ed
bruiser. /" Well, this town is going to the
a L.
force myself" He resumed his seat, and
the bar-keeper hid the bung-starter again
under the bar.
"OfII not shpake T. ye agin, Mr.. Horgan,"
said Con, impressively. Take yer hand
from that bottle, or by the piper that
played before Moses ON not lave a whole
bone IN yer body but yer tongue"
Naa, 'Organ-tbrow the bottle. Am
mer me hover the 'ead wi hit Come. sail
him" taunted Wat. "Ye war so bloody fast
yesterday. Him achin' for lkkin' to-day.
Jump me-"
Go along with EN- peaceably, Horgan, "
pleaded the barkeeper. They've got the
bulge on you tonight. Don't make fight,
and smash the furniture. Go along quietly
and Pll set 'em up all around. Get square
| with em some other time. Gentlemen
whatll you have? Name your drinks
| 1t was a new thing for Con and Wat to
decline such an invitation, but they were
equal TO the occasion.
: No, Brannigan," said Con, with official
firmness. softened by jintlemanly" cour-
tesy. We're on juty now, an cannot ac-
cept. Thank ye koindly for yer invite.
But this man we've come for, an this man
we're going to have, an that domned quick,
fur the Superintindint's in hurry"
Cons refusal impressed Horgan. It was
something 30 new that it looked serious
His hand relaxed from the bottle. He began
to parley:
Fwhat fur does the Superintindint want
me?n
The Superintindint wants ye. That.
Dough" said Con, with decision.
But fwhat does he want me fur 4" per
sisted H0rgan.
The Superintindint stint us here to brinf
ye. Mick Horgan; not to convarse wild We
An yell GO"