The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1909-12-12

the door. bill, tell Charlie and Jim
10 come here"
Two plain clothes men. came out.
You two go with this young man.
He'll tell you what for as you GO" the
captain bade them. I'VE may get some
thing bigger than these lOony anarchists
on this explosion yet
Briefly Jarvis explained to them how
he had come by the telegrOm and why
he thought II related 20 the crimes.
Their enthusiasm arose to high pitch
Immediately.
BY Harry. I reckon as how Wen Just
about get the real man this time one
of them exclaimed.
NO" Jarvis said. I'VE won't get him.
He's in Washington. Philadelphia, or.
possibly, Boston by now. But we'H be
able to get a description Of him that
ought to help the police OF one of those
towns 10 get him.
Number 67sS is well out Midland ave
nue. INTO the sort Of suburbs that are
built by SQuatterS. They took a car
to get to it, Then they found some
trouble in deciding which Of five houses
il might be.
For the I'VE houses We're without num-
hers, and scattered over vacant lots.
And they passed a. '6746," with the num-
Der chalked on the doorpOst. before
reaching the first of the five houses,
while the slightly more decent house be-
yOnd them was labeled $3.50 i'm red paint.
They decided to try the middle one.
In response to their KNOCK an old coll
ored woman came and peered cautiously
through the missing Siat In the blind
on her one front window. She seemed
somewhat treasured by their apDea' b.
ance- Tor she came and opened the door
rs this No. 6l9S," one of the office rs
asked.
Deed. now All dom quite know about
dat But YOU all kin Jess look TO-
70 sells. u numbah am painted right
dean under die window"
They looked under the window So
did the old cOlOred lady.
.Lawd -mussy, she giggled, "ef
dat pesklhed vine amt done growed
right ovah NAH numbsa."
She came out and thrust the top OF
tan weed aside. Sure enough, Il was
Does Mr. Hoffman live here2' they
IAN dars To- why you done wanta
know about the numbah" she grinned.
'ShO. now, / cd told you-aH DAT in
a minnit Suttlnly Mr.. Hoffman lib
heah. He's ma boa dab"
He's not In, is her?" Jarvis ventured
90 ask.
"Co'se he's in-but All don dare cali
i'm less It's important business. Moth
/ I'M shit Of telegraph Dats what he
done said. Dey Wuz Biographical
boy heah yeste' day 10 see I'm. You
amt got no telegraph. have you2"
But the officers had no time TO waste
IN listening 20 her talk.
Wen just go right 20 his room.
one of them spoke eagerly, drawing
back his coat to show the silver badge
( beneath And don't waste no time
about shown US the way"
His tone Of authority must have inn
/ pressed the old lady more than HIS
words. The grin died out OF her face.
/ In place of IL there came that peculiar
deadening OF the color which means
fright IN a negro.
She hObbled into the house and left
/ the door for them 20 enter 10 was a
one-story AFFAIR, with two front rooms.
AT the side door she stopped and
knocked.
They thrust her aside and entered.
| The room was in surprising contrast 20
the one through which they had passed
/ TO reach t. It was not only clean and
neat but it seemed 10 betoBen some
degree Of comfort.
OF course, Il was quite empty so far
as any human being was concerned
The white coverlet on the bed had not
been turned.
'Lawd- -mussy, the old negress
cried over the shoulders OF the hind
most plainclOthes man. 'Ef amt
de fO'gitful ole niggah. Sho'. he done
tole me las night afOah he went 10