The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1902-06-27
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BY ]. w. CARY -.
Copyright, fS0- by j. w. CAM
BY J. w. CARY -.



a start as the swinging doors Of the
saloon were flung outward.
"Keb! Keb, sOrT And he seized the
dangling reins.
The man looked critically at the
shaky vehicle and the bony horse and
uttered an imprecatlon as he turned 10
the two other men issuing from the
saloon and supporting between them
a third and much younger man.
"Only thing In sight" he murmured
viciOusly. then turned TO O'Grady.
"Can that bag OF bones travel five
miles tonightT
"Yls, sor," exclaimed the nlghthawk,
sprngng down and throwing open the
rickety door Of the cab. Hes betther
thin he looks; there's a hape ay fOight
In him yit"
The cabman sized up the party. Big
DoltOn, the gambler, he knew. The two
men with the youth he recognized as
hangers on OF the gambling resorts, al
ways ready for any scheme. AS for the
boy, he was n handsome young fellow,
in spite OF flushed face and bloOdshot
eyes. and the cut OF his evening suit
aud fur lined coat showed plainly
enough that ne was n man OF wealth.
"a folne lookn' lad" soliloquizcd
O'Grady, "an' pritty penny it'll cost
him 10 see the town with Big DOltOn
as guide"
AS the boy was helped into the cab
he said thlckly: Where are we going?
| don't want 10 20 home yct-the
nights young. I'm not Kid, nor
drunk either"
"Of course you're not drunk" an.
swercd the gambler soothinEly. "and II
you don't want 10 20 home I'll take you
20 quiet little place where we can
have game Of draw; no percentage 10
the bank or loaded dice against you"
"All right" answered the boy eager
ly "Come on; the money b-burns i'm
my pocket"
Waiting until the three were safely
within the cab the gambler In a low
voice gave OGrady the directions.
After driving for nearly an hour the
address was reached. 1t was in thin
ly populated part OF the city, and
O'Grady turned into "A street but re-
Gently thrown open. Fumbling In his
pocket the gambler drew forth n roll
of bills, from which he extracted V,
rcmarking carclessly as he did so:
There's your fare. That's ALL"
"IIold on" said the boy impulsively
as he reached the sidewalk, and Pat
noticed that his voice was clearer and
Ian -
well wnded. Let me add this" And
he slipped another bill into Pats hand.
AS his fares disappeared Pat lit n
match and discovered that the young
mans tip had been ten dollar BILL
He jumped on TO the box and started
chccrily down the street; then, with
sudden impulse. he pulled Billy almost
TO his launches.
"Phwhat wull that black haired divll
he afthcr doin' 10 the ladY he muir
INJURED "IIe give me tin dollars, an
Orll not lave him there to be muir
thorcd most l0llicly."
Covering his patient horse, he stole
back TO the house, which he recognized
as the one roomcd shanty used by the
contractor for an Office when the street
was being graded. Lights burned with.
In, and Pat caught the murmur OF
voices, but something had been hung
over the windows, and twice he made
the circuit of the house before he de-
termincd on line of action.
'IIowly ST. Patrick, but phwat
shpot to bring young by. The sons
nv divils molght cut his throat, an
he'd not be found I'm the month.
Pat was studying the ridgepole. \
low shed, or lcan-to, reached from
point within few feet OF the ground
TO the caves of the shanty, and near
the ridgcpole was n square, dark spot.
with a prayer TO the Virgin and every
saint he could recall, Pat Grew himself
up to this dark square, window
frame guiltlcss Of glass. A minute
later he was crawling, snakelikc, over
the raftcrs o: the attic toward n CLEAN
Of light.
Reaching the light. he drew back
suddenly, FOR he found himself looking
squarely down on Big Dolton. IL took
but few seconds for the experienced
nlghthawk TO grasp the situation. The
room was newly furnished, even TO the
lamp brackets on the wall. Big Dolton
had spotted his victim and Jared him TO
this promising lair.
When Pat returned TO his post OF OBJ
scrvatlon. the boy was winning, and
his flushed face and quick breathing
showed how skillfully the sharks were
playing him. Gradually the stakes
were increased. and the lad began 10
lose, until all his money and n check
FOR large amount lay on the table.
Pat saw the gambler, as he dealt,
drop two cards from the pack into his
lap; then, as II feeling in his pocket
for match turn them over with his
sleeve. Next they were skillfully hand
cd TO the fellow on the right. but Mt
that point the carefully arranged plan
failed The gamblers tool fumblcd
the cards awkwardly. and one dropped
TO the floor. striking Van Elston's shoe.
The young fellow glanced down just In
time TO see the trickster pick IL up and
place it I'm his hand.
Trembling like leaf. he rose slowly
from his scat and laid his hand-four
klngs-face up upon the table.
"The pots miner he burst out In
voice choked with anger and excite
ment. THAT fellow Blowser is n
cheat He's got six cards. I saw him