Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-04-21

good l want to step IN CoiemahS SHOES
Tommy finished the remark In a way
that brought smothered protest from
Elaine.
I'm sore on this routine grind. anyway"
said he on leaving, and l mean to be the
Registers next city editor and develop into
a human being. See if 1 don't"
But, despite his confident assertions, Tom
my had grave doubts as to his being able
to obtain the place. He capable of
holding 1t, he knew. But he would have
to do something distinctly unusual to sue
coed Coleman.
One evening, just after nightfall. the
devil stopped Walker at the foot of the
stairway. Every lurid hair on Micky' s
head bristled with Importance.
Say, Mister Tommy" he began, "can yer
keep a secret?'
Can IT, laughed Walker Just try me-
Is 1t IMPORTANT
Important? Fletcher sweet life it's i'm
portant. Clnch yer teeth tight to keep yer
heart from jumpin' out yer throat when
tell yer. Reckon anybody's listenin'? p
Tommy made a hasty survey of surround
ings.
Not soul. Fire away
The devil came close and dropped his
voice to whisper
We'll. then" he announced, impressiveiy.
lat 2 o'clock in the morn,n couple OF
burglars are goin' to rob the Citizens
Bank"
"oh. rotr' Walker broke away. half an
griy. cigarettes and wild west stories
have gone to your head"
Hold on. Mister Tommy protested
Micky. I'm not kiddin yer. Swear l amt.
l know the whole plot. Heard it all from
begnnin' TO end"
Walker woke up.
When? Where?' he questioned
Bout an hour fore day this mornin'. l
had to help with the mailin galleys till
late, yer know. and made for home by
short cut that led through a alley back o.
toa( lny.l- 0rf1o
sort O. spot back o. the buidin', an it's shut
off from the alley by a high wall. Well
twas black as Ink In the alley, and l had
to slip along sort o slow an easy. When
l got to the wall l come blame near swal-
lern my gizzard, for I could hear talkin'
on the other side. l stuck my ear to a
crack. Two fellers WIZ plottln', an heard
every word they said.
It's dead easy, one of the guys wuz
sayin'. Wen drop a long rope from the
skylight, an the poce'I swear yer came
down that way. This'll turn suspicion away
from me. But then they'd never think of
suspicionin' Honest John, anyway. He's
been faithful servant of the concern too
long
An he laughed like he'd said something
funny"
The watchman," suggested Tommy
Must a been. Well, he went on with his
scheme. After fixin' the rope he said, The
rest'n be like eatin pie with a spoon. Jest
tap on the back door three times an I'll let
yer IN Then yer can do yer work quick.
After gittin yer fuse ready. tie me tghter'n
Texas steer, an drag me where they'll
find me in the mornin' bound and gagged.
I'll put up a story that'n satisfy EN- all
right. Touch off yer fuse, an light out the
back way with the swag. Better lie low fer
a month or so. I'll find some sort o. excuse
to quit work by that time an Join yer.
The old villain!" commented Tommy.
Fits him all right enough agreed
Micky. Then the other feller-he had
voice like a bass fddle-spOke up. 'When'u
l knock on the door?' he asked. Not be-
fore o'clock in the mornin',' answered the
other guy. The cops'll be sleepy by that
time Look for me-. said the big-voiced
duck. An then they made noise like they
meant to break away-an' l scooted fer
home"
Tommys reportorial instinct had risen to
white heat.