The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1903-11-20

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changed. His jag fell from him even
as a mantle. lie rapidly entered all the
darkened rooms that were unlocked
and rapidly came out again. In short
time he reappeared at the street door
and resumed his correct imitation of a
man on a bat. He locked arms with
his watching companion on the steps
and, striking up the chaste measure
Of n merry roundelay, they continued
their winding way 10 Sixth avenue.
where they disappeared.
In the Gre3t Comedy of Life It is
the accepted fact that one man in his
time plays many parts, but it may
be remarked that things do not be-
come really interesting until some of
the players begin acting two different
parts at one and the same time.
When Billy Hartley returned to the
"Grupelli' that evening he found the
place ringing with violent and singing
acclamations. 1t seemed as if nearly
every room in the place had been
robbed. Orotund oaths pulsated in and
out like q passionate shuttle in some
highly speeded rhetorical LOOM Curl
GUS curses perforated the peaceful
night and died away in an awed and
shuddering stiffness.
Up and down the halls fitted the
burglared ones, comparing notes and
lamenting their losses in stentorian
accents. The human imagination is
never so healthy as during the discus
sion of a robbery. Missing neckties
became full dress suits with money in
the pockets, and pilfered scarfpins
were glorifed into solid gold repeaters
presented to their inconsolable owners
for saving human lives
Billy Hartley entered his room with
the tense feeling Of a gambler who
has staked everything on one card
He noted with hot glow of satisfac-
ton that the letter was missing from
his bureau. He called in his neighbors
and explained the case to them.
'The burglar will be there con
cluded Hartley Importantly. He'll be
there after that 500. And when he
sneezes wen nab him."
But how'll we prove it," asked G
doubling Thomas.
Hell have my letter with him. Of
course" replied Hartley. Il can swear
left it on my bureau"
The doubling Thomas shook Hartley
by the hand
Great head" he murmured admir-
ingly. Lucky thing that the burglar
happened to take your letter"
THAT was pure detective ability
responded Hartley Importantly. "No
such thing as luck in matters like
these"
Up above, Dame Fortune suddenly
cast a spiteful look at this cheeky
young man who was so early denying
the existence Of his benefactor.
no such thing as luck, eh?' she
muttered, pursuing up her lips. well
just see about that. Wen just see"
It may be stated at this point that
when Feminiuity purse up her lips
and says, "Well just see" it generally
means that some poor image of a mar
will soon be heavily leaning UP agains
bars manywhere and vainly attempting
TO drown his bitter sorrows in a tenn
pestuous sea Of beer.
And in the meantime where wer,
Jimmy Short and Gus Simmons? They
were sitting at little round table ant
looking earnestly at each other.
Isn't it easy?" inquired Jimmy.
ITS too easy" ruminated Gus
'Why is it that a cop never arrest
a drunk in a dress suit? And if L,
been caught in the Grupelli to-nigh
they'd have thought I was full and go
in the wrong room by mistake. It.
too easyP' he repeated solemnly. II
again looked earnestly at his compan
ion as he piled a miscellaneous assert
ment Of jewelry on the table. Thei
\ earnest looks simultaneously disaT
peared and they winked at each othe
with much humorous JUNCTION.
And here's a letter 1 picked up i
one Of the rooms" continued Gus. 1T
marked Valuable and hasn't bee
opened yet" he commented as be Pre-
eeeded e read the letter to his after
dive parfnor