The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-07-26
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"Sure thing" says I. It's a beaut.
too Can't a Teller own glass eye
without wearin' it?''
But where is it?" says Pinckney.
It's with Snick Buffers" says I.
He's usin il, / expect. Fact is, II was
built for Snick. but l hold gilt edged
first mortgage, and all l need TO do 10
foreciose is to saw the word Come on.
Just as soon as we find Snick you can
run back and fix no Sir Hunter as
good as new
do you think we can find him?" says
| Pinckney
We've got to find him." says I. I'm,
gettin' interested in this game"
Snick was holdin' down a chair in
the smokin' room at the Gilsey. He
grins when he sees me. but when puts
| 1t up TO him about calm in the loose
lens for over night his jaw drops.
Just my luck" says he. Here I've
got bill board seats for the Casino and
was goin' to take the girl to the show
as soon as she can get off,
Sorry, Snick." says l. but this is
desperate case. Won't she stand for
| the green curtain?"
"S-s-sht" says he. "She don't know
thing about that. I'll have to call It
off Give me two minutes. will your"
That was Snick. all over-losin' out
| just as easy as some folks wins. When
he, comes back, though, and l tell him
what's doin'. he says he'd like TO know
just where the lamp was goin'. so he
could be around after II in the mornin'.
Sure" says l. Bring it along up
with you, then there won't be any
| chance of our losin' it."
So all three of us goes back to the
hotel. Pinckney want sayin' a word.
actin like he was kind of dazed, but
watchin Snick all the time. AS he gets
into the elevator. he pulls me by the
sleeve and whispers:
81 say, Shorty, which one Is IT,
THE south one" says /.
1t wasn't until we got clear into Sir
Hunters reception room, under the
light, that Pinckney heaves up some
thing else.
oh, sayi" says he. starin' at Snick.
Beg pardon for mentioning II. but
yours. is a-er-you have blue eyes.
haven't you, Mr.. Butters?"
That's right" says Snick.
And Sir Hunters are brown. 1t will
never do says he.
"Ah. what's the odds at night?" says
way" " ~
NO" says Pinckney. Sir Hunter
would never do il. Now, if you only
knew of some one with a"
Il don't" says i. 'Snick's the only
grass tS tu lIltIlu SOl Ol MY roper
tOire. It's either his or none. You send
Rinkey in to ask Twiggle if a blue one
won't do in a pinch"
Mr.. Rinkey didn't like the sound of
that program a bit. and he goes TO
claWin' around my knees, beggin' me
not to send him in to the lord sahib.
"G'wanw says 1, pushin' him off.
You make me feel as if I was bein'
measured for a pair of leggins.
Skiddor
AS l gives him a shove my finger
catches in the white stuff he has around
his head. and it begins to unwind. I'd
peeled off about a yard, when out rolls
somethin' shiny that Snick spots and
makes a grab for.
"Hellor' says he Whats this?'
1t was the stray brown. all right.
That Kipling negro has had IL slowed
away all the time. Well say, there was
lively doin's in that room for the next
few minutes; me tryin' to get a strange
hold on Rinkey. and him doin' his best
10 jump through window. chairs bein'
knocked over, Snick hoppin' around,
tryin' TO help. and Pinckney explainin'
to Sir Hunter through the keyhole what
il was all about
| When il was through We held court
Of inquiry And what do you guess?
That smoked Chinaman had swiped IL
on purpose. thinkin' If he wore it on
the back of his head he could see be-
hind him. Wouldn't that grind you?
But il all comes out happy. Sir Hun
: ter was little late for dinner. but he
shows up two eyed before the girl,
makes hit with her folks. and has en-
gagged Snick to give him private lessons
on how to make a fake optic behave
like the real goods.