The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1907-06-26
RaSCalS' AriStOCraCy.
Got any terbacker?" asked the man.

Got any terbacker?" asked the man.
Jimmy eagerly gave him his whole
plug in exchange for friendly word.
I've been watching you for q cou-
pie O days." his friend said; your
name is Picklock, amt it?'
Yes, SIR"
Il used to know Picklock In So
nora, in sixty-eight. Him and me wus
askin' stage drivers the time O. day all
that winter. Any relation O. his'n?"
Il don't know. My father was q
street contractor in San Francisco."
Same man. Got to be supervisor,
didnt he? Yes? Well, I'm glad to
see yer, my boy, glad to see yer. Hows
, the old MANI"
Hes dead"
"No! Ye don't mean It! Never
seen a man I'd ruther work with
Daisy, the old man was. What he
didn't know about a mailbag and ex-
press box want wuth KNOWN"
Jimmy felt sense of pride In his
father that was new to him. He in
herited reputation, at all events. He
determined to appeal to his friends.
Whats the matter with all these
fellers?" he asked.
"How2"
They won't have nothin' to do with
me-"
Guess yer been putin on airs.
Small canaries is little too proud
O. their cage sometimes"
mo, haven't. l gave 'em straight
business every time"
Wat kind of an accident got yer
here? Wat did the guilty party as
throw'd the blame on you get hold
off"
AN overcoat."
"Off'n q hatrack~
"Yes."
"Daytimer
YES"
The old man looked disappointed.
you've made bad mistake, sonny.
The best you kin is to mind yer
eye, and do wot you can to krect It.
Watts a great, big, smart boy like you
a-doin' sneakthievin'? Amt yer got
no ambition?"
Jimmy understood 1t all now. His
crime filled him with bitter regret. If
only-if only he had thought and done
burglary!
"Ye see, my boy" his mentor went
on, kindly, "ther's suthin expected O.
sech as you. A man grown amt got
no right to fool away his time on baby
play, If he ever expects to accomplish
anythin'. Theirs Frisco boys no older
ncc you as is known, an well known,
in Chicago an New York. Sneak
thievin' is mean. It's low down. Any
body kin sneak, an no self-respecetin'
gentleman would think of it. The
sneaks here is mostly Cinnamon, and
I'm glad to see the boys has drawed
the line"
Jack Dolan amt done much bet
ter" ventured Jimmy.
Amt he, now? There Is boy for
yer" said the old man, admiringly.
Didn't ye read the pretty burglary he
come over on? Didn't ye read it? AS
fine piece of work at his age as ever
anybody heerd on. And three more
before it-every one g. credit to him.
Jack got 'em in the papers soon's he
was sentenced, and it gave him stand
in the minute he got here. He wasn't
goin' to let no other feller git credit
for his work. Why, Jimmy Hope, the
great New York bank burglar, the day
Jack got here, Jimmy Hope, he says,
in this very yard, an dozen stand
ers around to hear It:
MIR. Dolan,' says he, I'm glad to
meet yer. You has future before yer.
me boy, or I'm a chump.'"
Jimmy turned green with envy. He,
too, had looked forward to meeting
Jimmy Hope; had thought over the
speech he would make to that quiet,
modest, eminent man. Alas! all had
turned out so differently, and he had
only himself to blame.
"Then there amt no show at all, is
there?"
mot much. / won't disappoint yer.
But I've got some influence myself"
he added, complacently, "an' l will do
what can for the sake O yer dad. Its
this way, an here's yer only chance.
There's hot fight on the Independent
Order O. Knights O. the Dark the bur-
glars 'sociation. Jimmy Hopes been
president two terms, an some O the
boys swears they won't have no
third-term Caesarism in theirs. The
election comes off next Wensdy, an
Jimmy's only got sixty-seven votes.
He wants eighty-two to be 'lected.
Ten-Pin Bill has fifty-fve, and they're
huntin for more. might,
closed his eyes reflectively-"I might