Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1905-12-09
CHAPTER xIII.-(oOntinued.)

In the sunht street beyond the arch
stood the policeman. The visitor grinned
spain. an unamiable and sulky grin, and
vanished.
The policeman crossed over.
what is that chap after ?" he inquired.
Nothing special" was the answer.
East time he was here the place was
news, he said"
Unless / am greatly mistaken, he has
8 ticket in his pocket"
you don't say! Do you know him 2"
NO. I'll look him up in the album in
the station when go off duty"
Well, he can't do any harm here.
0Brien takes visitors over a regular
rmInd. and, in any case, the man seemed
10 be honest enough in his curiosity"
You never can tell. They're up to all
sorts of lodges"
Thanks very much. I'll ring for
GBrien's relief and tell him to keep an
eve on them, as the old man is blind as
bat"
Meanwhile the stranger was being con-
Quoted up wide staircase by a some
what tottering guide, who wore on the
breast of his uniform the Crimean and
Indian Mutiny medals.
AS he hobbled in front, he told, with
strong, Irish brogue, the familiar story
of the Mary Arson home-how it fed,
lodged and clothed 600 boys of British
parentage born in the Whitechapel dis
trict; how it taught them trades and
followed their careers with fostering
care: how it never refused meal or a
warm sleeping place to any boy, no mat
Ter where he came from or what his ma
tionalty, provided he satisfied the SUI
perintendent that he was really destitute
or needed his small capital for trading
purposes next day
The great central hall where the GOO
regular inmates ate their meals, the dor
mitories, the Fairgrounds, the drill shed
and gymnasium the workshops, the
library, the theater, were all pointed out,
but the big man with the staring eyes
was not interested one jot in any of these
things.
who was Mary Anson?" he asked,
when the well-worn tale was ended "and
how did she come to build such a fine
place here?"
All, We may well ak that" said old
0Brien. "Sure, she didn't build it at all
at ALL She was a poor wildly livin'
L
row. She was born lady, but she KEN
down in the worruld and died forlorn
an forgotten, in little shanty in john
sons News, as it was called in those
days"
Il remember it we'll"
"Ye do, Ell? Mebbe We know my ould
shop, the marine store near the entrance
to the court 20
YES"
"Arrah, We don't tell me so. Me eyes
are gettin' wake, an / can't make out
Yer face. What's yer name?''
"0h, I'm afraid we didn't know one
another. | can't recall your name, though
| recollect the shop well enough. But,
if Mrs. Arson died so poor, how was her
son able to set this great house on its
legs? 1t must have cost mint of
money"
Fax, ye're right. Quarter of mil
lion wint afore there was a boy under it's
roof. And they say it costs 100000 a
year to keep it goin' But Mr.. Philip
would find that and more to delight the
sowl of the mother that's dead Sure
it's aisy for him, in a way. Isn't he the
Diamond King!"
The Diamond King! Why is he called
thatY'
Dye name to say you nivver--
Man alive, what part of creation did We
live in that We didn't hear tell of Mr..
Philip Arson, the boy who discovered an
extra spishul diamond mine of his own,
10 one knows where. Sure, now, what's
wrong wild ye?"
For the visitor was softly using words
which to 0Brien's dull ears sounded very
like q string of curses.
I'm sorry" growled the other, with an
effort. Eve been to Africa, an | get such
spasm now an then in my liver that l
can hardly stand"
That's no way to cure yourself-pro-
fanin the name of tn Almighty" cried
QBrien
No. I'm sorry, tell you But about
this boy"
There's no more to see now, if we
plaze. That's the way out"
GBrien was deeply offended by the
language used beneath a roof hallowed
by the name of Mary Arson The sight
seer had to 60, and quickly. Another
commlssionalre, who was observing them
from distance, came up and asked
OBrien what the stranger was talking
about.
nlvyer heard SIGH blaggard,' said
the old man., Indignantly. Il was in the
middle of tellin' him about Mr.. Philip,
when he began to curse like Ould Nick
himself"
In the Mile End road the rawboned
person who betrayed such excitement
found the policeman awaiting him. He
sprang onto bus, and purposeiy giared
at the officer in manner TO attract his
attention. When at a safe distance he
put his fingers to his nose The con-
stable smiled
knew | was right" he said Il
don't need to look twice at that sort of
customer"
And he entered the Mary Arson home
again to ask the porter what had taken
place
1t was an easy matter for Jocky Ma
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