The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1908-07-23

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"Sonebodafs goina to mind about the
prison before this bill for some
matters ended" reason tina
won't bear the light. And warn you
to go carefully. Somebody's going to
prison before this matters ended
I'm not answerable to any one but
my constituents" said Roberts. with a
pitiful attempt at cold dignity. land
they
And they shall demand an answer
to it that they do Now. you can so If
you want to- turning his back Oh the
confused Roberts, who eagerly took the
opportunity to escape.
I'm afraid friend. Roberts amt
havin' the happiest time Of his life to-
night" remarked Phelan, going to the
doorway and looking after the depart
ing alderman. There's not much. Of
what the poet geezer calls 'whoop up
the dance. fer joy be unrefined' about
him. Poor fool! He never was cut
out to be crook. He makes punk
job of 1t In spite Of the trilnmin's Hor-
rigan's decorated him with. II hadn't
the sense to be crooked without maxim
a monkey Of myself. I'm blest If l
don't believe I'd turn honest Hey!
Here's a couple Of folks, though, that's
gettin' more fun out of the ball than
ever had at dog fight!'
AS he spoke Perry Wainwright pilot
ed Cynthia in from the conservatory
at top speed, his jolly young face a!ight
with joy that reflected itself in Miss
Garrison's own very flushed counte-
nance.
"Alwyn." shouted young Wainwright,
not seeing Phelan in his excitement,
guess what's happened! I'll give you
three guesses and
And l can't possibly guess if you
nett. with vast gravity. $50 ! won't
try. I'll just congratulate you with all
my heart, old chap. and wish Miss Gar
rison every happiness that
Gee! How'd you know? We haven't
told SOUL 1t only happened about
!
thia what daisy little girl she was.
and she said she thought was pretty
nice, too, and SO got brave and said
Then why don't you'"-
Perry" reproved Cynthia sternly.
jerking his arm to show that Phean as
we'll as Alwyn was recipient of the
highly intimate tidings.
''Oh, don't mind me. childrenv put
in Phelan. I'm used to 1t. was
young myself once. so I've been told.
though don't clearly remember it N.Y.
self. Can butt In with a line of con.
gratulations?'
He extended his big hand with an
honest cordially that quite won Gym
thia.
Thanks, alderman" grinned Perry
effusively. Nov, Alwyn. we've got to
go and break it to your mother If we
can find her. Come along and back us
up"
Dragging Bennett between them, the
two youngsters started off on their
quest. Phelan was about to return to
his beloved bar when he was checked
by seeing in the opposite doorway a
man who stood as though petrified
watching Cynthia Garrison's departing
form. The intruder was about to with
draw when Phelan hailed him.
Good evening" called the Alderman.
Good evening. SIR" said the new
conner respectfully, pausing ON the point
OF leaving the foyer
"I've met you before. l think" went
on Phelan.
Some days ago in the mayors Of
f1ee." assented the other 81 am Thomp-
son. Mr.. Wainwright's private secre-
tary."
I'm Alderman Phelan of the Eighth,
Ind I've seen you before we met at his
honor's"
so you said then, sir But you were
mistaken. Good evening"
He turned again toward the door
but Phelan resumed, without seeking
to stop him:
"A mistake, was it? I'm not a man
who makes many mistakes, Mr.. Gar.
rison''
The retreating secretary halted as
though struck.
THAT is another mistake, SIR" be
said in a muffied voice. My name is
. Thompson"
us it, thought inquired Phelan in.
/ nocently. Its queer how could gel
mixed up SO. When was chief of po.
; lice there was bank president named
| Garrison who shot himself after bein
swind9ed an whipsawed by financiei
who was his dearest friend He left q
little daughter. Miss Cynthia, who you
was lookin' at SO keen just now. an q
son, who disappeared. That was nine
years ago, an only saw the boy once
SO maybe I've oyerplayed my hand