The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-08-09

he says he'd be proud to have me do it
every day.
! If it hadn't been that I'd chucked the
| bluff myself. I'd scratched the Dawes
proposition. But l amt no hand to
welsh; so up | goes next afternoon.
with my gym suit in a bag, and gets
my first inside view of the Brasstonia
where the pluto hangs out. And say,
if you think these downtown twenty
hve-a-day joints is swell you ought to
be Struggled into one of these uptown
apartment hotels that's run exclusively
/ for trust presidents. Why, they don I
have any front doors at all. You're eX-
pected to come and go in your bubble,
but the rules lets you useN cab be-
| tween certain hours.
| | tries to walk in. and was held up
/ by a 300-pOund special cop in gray and
gold. and made to prove that l didn t
belong in the baggage elevator or the
ash hoist. Then I'm shown in over the
Turkish rugs TO a solid gold passenger
lift. set in a velvet arm chair, and shot
up to the umpteenth floor.
| / was looking to find MIR. Dawes To-
Gated in three or four rooms and bath.
but from what could judge of the size
of his ranch he must pay by acreage
instead of the square foot, for he has a
whole wing to himself. And as for
hired help. they was standin' around in
clusters. all got up in baby blue and
silver, with mugs as intelligent as so
many frozen Goldfish. Say, it would
give me chilblains on the soul to have
TO live with that gang lookin' on,
I'm shunted from one to the other.
until l gets TO Dawes, and he leads the
way into big room with rubber mats,
punchin' bags. and all THE fixins you
could think Of
viii this do?" says he.
It'll pass" says l. And if you'll
chase out that bunch of employment
bureau left-overs. we'll get down to
business"
But" says he, Il thought you might
need some of my men to"
II don'tI says l. land while you're
mixing it with me you won't either"
At that he Shoes 'em all out and shuts
the door l opens the window SOS TO
get in some air that amt been strained
and currycombed and scented with vio-
lets. and then we starts to throw the
shot bag around. ! find Fletcher is
short winded and soft. He's got a bad
liver and a worse heart. for five or six
years trainin' on wealthy water and
pate de fol gras hasn't done him any
good. Inside of ten minutes he knows
just how punky he is himself, and he's
ready TO follow any directions / lay
down
AS I'm leavin'. nice, sliek-haired
young Teller calls me over and hands
me an old rose-tinted check. 1t was for
five hundred and twenty.
"Fifty-two minutes, professor" says
he.
"Oh. let that pyramid" says l. tossin'
it back.
Honest. 7 never SHE'D so at money
before but somehow takin' that went
against the grain. Maybe it was the
way il was showed at me.
I'd kind of got interested in the job
of putin Dawes on his feet. though.
and Thursday / goes IN for another
session Just as / stems off the elevator
at his floor / hears a scuffle, and out
comes a couple of the baby blue bunch.
showing along an old party with her
bonnet tilted over on ear. i gets a
view of her face. though. and / sees
she's a nice. decent-lookin' old girl
that don't seem to be either tanked or
batty. but just kind of scared. A
Willie boy i'm a frock coat was followin
along behind. and as they gets to me
he steps up, grabs her by the arm, and
snaps out:
Now. you leave quietly, or I'll hand
you over to the police, Understand"
That scares her worse than ever, and
she rolls her eyes up TO me in that
pleadin' way dog has when he's been
hurt
Hear that?" says one of the baby
blues. shakin' her up.
My fingers went into punches as sud-