Evening star., 1909-07-18
A Student of Sociology
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his companion "And you won't lose anything
by coming here. So just keep your-er-your
coat on!
"Oh, I've got a shirt" said Bradley dryly.
THEY had now arrived at the top floor of the
building, the floor on which the editorial
rooms were located and Bradey's progress
was a roval one direct from the corridors into
that nolv of hoeS, the sanctum of the manag
ing editor himself.
Here he is Mr. MacDowell." said Bradley's
escort as they entered, addressing the occupant
of the editorial chair. He on hand just
as he said he would be, and he had the cash
ready for delivery.
The man addressed, no less parsonage than
the managing editor himself, whirled around
in his swivel chair. and it took only half a
glance at him to tell Bradley that his model
hobo Jim Cooper, whose praises he had in
tended shortly to sing IN the columns of " The
Gazette, =" was none other than that all powerful
autocrat of newspaperdom Horace Mac
Dowell. Here indeed was pretty kettle of fish
out of the sociological pondi Bradley with
sinking heart saw his sensational series fading
away like the mists of the sea before the fierce
ravS of a summers sun.
so" said MacDowell, smiling pleasantly at
Bradley, as he took him by the hand you
really meant it, did you, old chap"
There the fourteen plunks," said Bradley.
pulling the greasy packet of greenbacks from
his pocket again; but | guess you won't need
EN- now sir. l thought you the real
thino
Well by ginger!" calculated Mcdowell
fervidlv. Il wish | was half good fellow
as the real thing! 1t was fine of YOU to offer all
YOU had to help another fellow out"
"Oh, don't know" said Bradley modestly.
:" thought you was-well anxious to go home,
and if could help We get there, why shouldn't
|? 'Tan't often we get chance to do anythin'
really worth doin' for other people, and |
thought you givin' me mine"
"Well, YOU can bet I'm going to give you your
chance right nowl" said MacDowell THAT
fourteen dollars of yours will turn out to be the
best investment anybody ever made, my man;
It's going to set you up in business. all right"
But | don't understand" said Bradley.
looking around the Office in pretended bewil-
derment. Whats it all abouts"
Il owe you an explanation" said Mac
Dowell land YOU shall have it; but first |
want your photograph taken for our Sunday
issue. I'm going to make feature of you, the
tramp who willing to give up all he had to
save another tramp from a life of misery. That
kind of fellow is worth while these days, and if
he turns up Just in time to knock the pins out
from under those fellows in The Gazette
office with their studies of conditions in the
shadows, so much the better. We can knock
'em out with the real goods. You may not
know it. but YOU are the biggest beat we We had
Park Row this year.
THANK YOU" said Bradley significantly. 81
was never called one to my face before
MacDowelfs face flushed. ooh. | don't
mean that kind. he fastened to explain. =
mean the live kind. Those chaps over in The
Gazette office have been drooling for two
weeks now their series of lower world
sketches. and. by ginger put on an old Christ
mas masquerade dress of mine and go out IN
Madison Square and find you in ten minutes, !,
You're a find that's what you are. and what
You'll &c. out of i: is ten times your fourteen
dollars steady job in our shipping depart
ment II .ar.l 1t cr, if you don't, railway
ticket to any part the civilized world you
want to GO
A ND so Bradley had to have his photograph
taken for THE Sunday Palladium" to
embellish an article designed primarily to take
the cream off his projected series; to sit and
hear the general arrangements of the story that
should ruin his own plans discussed: and to
have his advice asked as to whether he should
not be made to say of the philosophical
things that Jim Cooper had said the day before;
and finally to sign an affidavit that the inter
view had actually taken place.
by Jingo!" he muttered. a am peachl
Taken into camp by the enemy at the end of
the first skirmishl'
For an instant he felt strongly inclined to
blurt out the real truth and to confess that he
too a student of sociology. like MacDowell,
and no less a person than the author of the
proposed rival series; but second thoughts con-
WINGED him that the situation was sufficiently
serious to warrant putting it up to his chief.
"T'11 have To LET Wilbur SETTLE this - he said