Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1907-04-14

to get to hopping again that raced out Of
the dump like a gay, glad hoyden on roller
skates and then on up the street like
keokuk hanky pank chasing to the op'rey
house FIRE. l felt like running about six
hundred and two miles to get hunk for that
clamp-up thing, but they wouldn't let me.
Some skinny standing in a doorway let
out the Stop theft holler. and then all
hands took after me. l numbered down
Pennsylvania avenue like Tom sharkey
doing sprint around Central park 70 At
himself TO rsssle with some soft mark Of
a pedler, but there was a lot Of EN- in the
crowd chasing me that had it on me when
It came to the scoot gag.
About nine dozen OF them grabbed me
all at once, and then bull drilled up and
asked me what for and where did 1 make
the swipe. 1 was still doing the polonaise
stun while he was asking me those things,
and he saw the shape Of the gag
what you want said the cop, Is about
two quarts Of that slow dope that they use
out at the track on the not meant ones.
Gwan, now, and see If you can't make 1t
a single foot movement This heavy Looping
will get you pinched inside Of twenty min
utes in this mans town II you keep 1t up.
We're the slow pokes down here You
ought to he hep to that by this time.
Blow now, youse.
so 1 ambled off, not doing much better
than the mile in O:45. SO that l could take
kind OF a grip on myself l lodged into
hat store. / needed new lid, anyhow, and
l thought l might as well grab it out then
as not.
There were lot Of tired looking clerks
leaning around on piled up hat boxes, and
when they saw me rumble in that way,
like as If 1 was running after one of those
Bronx cars that never stop for anybody,
even the superintendent of the road, why,
they slipped each other the glance and
began to look real cagey about me.
Derby and quick, l told EN-, pacing
around a heap Of boxes. Size seven and
get 1t out on the canter for I'm a Stag
train on a down grade today, with all
brakes and bets on Gimme a derby
while l kept right on cantering around
like a BOBBY hatch bug that thinks he's a
torpedo boat, one of the clerks grabbed
out No. 7 lid and handed it to me- and
got peek at how It looked on my top as
chased past a mirror.
This one'll do, l said and then a
funny gag came off. One of the clerks
scrambled to the front door of the plant
and locked it.
Hey, what's the replyY I asked him
when 1 saw him do that. You're going to
let me glide out of here when l dig up for
this bonnet, amt your
when you settle for It, said he, with
a whole lot of the hard pedal stun on the
when
"'But you can slip me the why, can't
your / asked him. I could use that an
swer in a new sketch I'm fixing up
"'well,' said the clerk at that we've
turned the key in the door for a reason
that seems pretty good to u.s. It's this;
There was one of you running folks in here
yesterday forenoon. He got hat on the
run, just like you've got yours, and then
he slanted out of the door on the double
and did the daylight ghost thing down the
street, and we haven't seen the color Of
his coin for the hat yet. That's the reply
That made the door locking gag look
reasonable enough and so l dug for the
bonnet and they pulled the chain down
and let me out, me still clipping along like
Mister Newlywed tanning for the collie
doctor in the middle of the night.
II pulled up, still sidewheellng like a
bird dog in a souse mill, and there, for
once they knew what allied me-that I
knew. for the head barkeep beckoned to
me as soon as plowed into the dump.
leone hither Birdie and name it,
said he. We've got the harness here for
all of these new runners, and we can and
will pickle you stiff inside of eight minutes
If you're there with the pay-off junk. Give
it a name, them
"'Oh, hooter of the red kind tossed
ha N hin, then diva 81
came ONT
Il weaved over to where he was stand
ing behind the bar, and what does he do
but lift up a bottle Of the old stuff with a
tube and a nipple at the end of the tube,
just like the kind of gear you see in baby
carriages in the parks Y see, he knew
that us Bennings trotters went too fast to
pour out a glass and pick 1t up and toss
1t in without splitting it all over our shirt
fronts and so they had the apparatus all
framed
81 grabbed the bottle with the tube and
nipple as / Skinned by the head barkeeps
stand inhaled about four fingers as
scampered around the dump, replaced the
bottle on the bar, made another turn
around while dug up the price. tossed 1t
on the bar on my run out, and there l was,
all fixed up with a gulp, and not a little
bit of trouble in grabbing It out. 'spose
that wasn't gin house that knew how to
cater to all kinds?
Then l hoped car to go to the house
of a Washington live one that 1 dug up to
tell him the names of everything that was
going to win on the card. 1t was an open
car, but getting on a car didn't flag me
from that run stun. l vamped up and
down the running board like a king ape
looking for some way to get out OF its
cage, until the conductor edged along, took
my nickel as I flashed by him and then
began to look me over right critically.
Some new game, pail? he asked me.
Nope, l told him. I'm Just exercis-
ing
Must be doing 1t on bet, hey2' said he.