Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-04-11
The Golden Horseshoe.

| pocketbook, from which he extracted
| newspaper clipping and handed the lat
| ter to O'Dare.
! Corbyn struck a match and lit luml
of candle. THE gas supply's cut off.
he explained-whereafter Dennis reat
aloud:
'Wanted-Twenty young men for ex
| tremely hazardous exploring expedition
must be acquainted with the use of fire
arms and be able to stand severe march
| ing: mounted: eX-SoldierS preferred
| Write full particulars to Barr, Amberle.
House. Mobile. Ala.
| He rose and. making joyful outcry
| pranced about the room.
| Now isn't that a lucky striker HI
| cried where did you-'
Il cut 1t out OF Sundays paper" Altar
dyce proceeded, while his friends lis
| tened with breathless interest, "ant
wrote the amiable Barr that afternoon.
Here's his reply"
He passed to ODare a telegram from
Mobile. which said:
Look out for Rose. Fifth Avenue Hotel
Manhattan. Saturday morning, ten"
And that was all. There was no sigma
ture.
"Anything else?" asked Corbyn, anl
Allardyce shook his head.
"Tomorrows Saturday, said O'Dare
and they all fell silent.
The candle stump burned out, and still
they sat there. smoking contemplatively
Outside, in ODD street. it was showing
The surface cars slipped past without
their customary whiZ and rattle. There
was no rumble of wheels on the asphalt
Only subdued murmur, very differen
from the ordinary staccato cutlery of the
traffic there, came >skyWardS as far a!
the studio.
IT'S very quiet here" Allardyce re
marked, inconSeQuently.
THE building Is empty after bushes:
hours except for this floor Corbyn an
swered. do you think there's anything
in that advertisement?
1T reads like revolution O'Dare sug
gested, and the indifferent Engfishmar
nodded entire agreement.
And what If 1t does?" the IrishmaI
added. doughtily, his mind made up.
"A revolution. in our circumstances, i,
what We want I'm with you, Altar
dyce.'
wait a minute begged Corbyn. ant
| left the room. He hurried downstairs t.
his letter box. 1t was still empty. anC
the last mail delivery for the day haC
been made. He retraced his steps witt
bent head. sudden. desperate resolution
taking concrete shape in his mind. The
reason therefor he expressed to himself
in words. but beneath his breath. as he
climbed the steep dark staircase.
Il wouldn't have believed 1t of her,
he whispered. grievously. Il was poor
enough before God knows. but I'm bank
rupt now, since she's deprived me of hope
and faith.
Count me in. too he told his friends
from the doorway. and was glad that the
gloom hid his face from them.
That's settled. them said O'Dare. il
great glee. And now put Oh your hats
brave hearts. I hear STILL small voice
that tells me it's long past dinner time
The banquet waits. Well HE us to &
restaurant and there celebrate this most
suspicious
You cut along amended Alardyce
"Corbyn and T. He choked as O'Dare
having laid hands on him after the man
ner of professional strong man. pro
PEELED him toward the door.
The dinners are on me. confound you"
cried that impetuous Thespian. and Cor
byn followed meekly.
We'll walk" explained the economical
capitalist. as they stepped out upon the
slippery pavement in the direction of 6tI
avenue. AS far as place | know where
they fill you with artificial grape juice
garlic and spaghetti for 40 cents The
money that we save in car fares well in
vest In cocktails lest we lose it, Come
right in here. He led the way into q
cafe before they could demur.