Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-04-19
Drawings by F. Vaux Wilson

of the late Lorlng Rankin, president OF
the Consolidated"
catch onto the Brut, Ell? You would if
you read the champagne labels. Friend
of yours, is he!"
But right there the Rev Mr.. Hooker
turns balky. He hints that his business
with Bobby is private and personal.
third party. He'd told em the same at
the desk, when some one from Boobies
rooms had phoned for details about the
card. and then he'd got the turn down.
But he wa MT the kind that stayed down.
He's goin' to see Mr. Rankin or bu ST.
Not wantin to ask for the elevator, he
blazes ahead up the stairs; and Danny,
it seems, hadn't got on his track until
he was well started.
All ask" SAYS he, lis five minutes
of Mr.. Rankn's time. That is not an
unreasonable request, hope:
missin the point by a mile. 1t amt
how long you want to stay, but what
you're here for You got to remember
that things is different on Fifth-ave.
from what they are on Penrose-st,
agent, or a bomb thrower, for all the
folks at the desk know. So the only
way to get next to anyone here is. to
show Your hand and take the decision.
Now if you want to try runnin' the
outside guard again, I'll call Danny back.
But you'll make a mess of 1t.
He thinks that over for a minute,
lookin' me square in the eye all the time,
and all of sudden he puts out his hand.
You're right" says he. Il was hot
headed, and let my zeal get the better
of my commonsense. Thank you. Mr..
McCabe."
That's all right" says l. You go
down to the office and put your case
straight
o." says he. shruggin' his shoulders, that
mt do at all. / suppose I've come on a fools
l. Kronacher; we'll 60 back"
hats too bad" says !, If you had business
Bobby that was on the level
nee you've been so kind" says he, perhaps
'ould give me your opinion-if am not de-
g your
'iel away!" says 1. III own up you've got
me interested"
ILL., say, when he'd described his visit as a
dippy excursion he want far off Seems that
ev. Sam Hooker amt reg lar preacher, with
med glass window church, steam heated
mage, and settled job. He's sort of Gospel
here,-home missionary, he calls it, though l
s thought a home missionary was one that
ome from China on a half-pay visit.
My he says he drifts around through the coke
and glass works district, where all the Polackers
ther dagoes work. He don't let it go with
shacks, seem how they live, sendin' doctors
TX babies, givin' the women folks hints on the
fresh air and hard soap, an advisin 'em to
their kids in school. He's one of them strenu-
haps, too, that believes in stirrin' up fuss
ever he runs across anything he thinks is
:. One of the fights he's been making is some
about the boys in the glass works
erhaps you have heard of our efforts to have
d labor bill passed in our State?" says he.
o." says l; but I'm against it. There's
h kids has to answer the mill whistle, without
! laws to make EN-"
n he explains how the bill is to keep 'em from
at it too young. or worSin' too many hours on
tch. Course I'm with him on that, and says SO.
HI" says he. Then you may be interested
IN that young Mr.. Rankin is the most extern
mployer of child labor in our State. That is
/ want to talk to him about"
yer see Bobby?" says l.
says he hasn't
now anything of his habits, and so on!" asks.
OF thing" says the Rev. Sam.
hen YOU take it from me-" saws l. that YOU