Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1909-09-01

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won't do no harm for yeh 10 eeHHset
with this" And no turned back his
coat uncovering the Official Shield Of
the detective bureau.
All" commented Maitland, petite
ly. "A detective? How Interestingly"
"Fire-eseape winder's broke, all
right" This was the policeman. re-
turned. "And some ones lot down the
bottom length of ladder. but there aia't
nobody In sight"
NO." interjected Hickey. Ind there
wouldn We been II you'd been waitin'
in the hack yard all night"
Certainly not" Maitland agreed.
blandly; respectfully II my burglar had
known it. In which case fancy he
would have chosen another route-by
the roof. possibly"
"Yeh know somethin' about roofs
yehself, donchuh?" suggested Hickey
We'll, guess yehll have time to write
a book about it while yeh-"
He stepped Unexpectedly to Matt
lands side and bent forward. Some
thing cold and hard closed with a.
snap around each Of the young mans
wrists. He started up, face afiame
with indignation, forgetful of the girl
hidden in the alcove.
What the DEVIL" he cried, holly.
| jingling the handouts
"Ah, come Off" Hickey advised him.
''Yeh can't bluff it forever, you know.
Come along and tell the sarge all
about it, Daniel Maitland, Esquire,
| alias Handsome Dan Anisty, gentle
mar burglar. All, cut that out, young
fellow; yeh're foxy, all right, but
yeh've pushed yer run of luck too
| hard"
Hickey paused. perplexed, finding NO
| words wherewith adequately to voice
the disgust aroused in him by his pris.
oner's demeanor, something far from
sseRly, to his mind.
The humor of the situation had lust
dawned upon Maitland, and the young
man was crimson with appreciation.
go on, go on" he begged, feebly.
Don't let me stop you, Hickey. Don't,
please, let me spoil it ALL Your Sher-
lock Holmes, Hickey, is one of the
| finest characteriZations l have ever
witnessed. 1t is privilege not to be
underestimate to be permitted to play
Raf1es to you. But seriously, my dear
sleuth!" with an unhappy attempt to
wipe his eyes with hampered fists,
don't you think you're wasting your
| talents?'
By this time even the policeman
seemed doubtful. He glanced askance
| q he ~,
AS for the cabby, who had clustered
in at first with intent to demand his
due In no uncertain terms, apparently
Maitland's bearing, coupled with the
Inherent contempt and hatred Of the
nighthawk tribe for the minions of the
law, had won his sympathies complete
ly. Longing against door-jamb
quite at home, he genially pulled an
unspeakable cigarette and nodded ap
probation of Maitland's every Other
word.
But Hickey-Hickey bristled bellig
erently
Fine" he declared, acidly; "fine
and dandy. Ttake off my hat to yeh
Dan Anisty. I may be bad actor, all
right: but yeh got me beat at the
! post"
Then turning to the policeman: "l
got him right. Look herei" Drawing
a folded newspaper from his pocket
he spread it open for the officers in
spection. ''Yeh see them pictures
Now, on the level, is it natural?"
The patrolman frowned doubtfully
glazing from the paper to Maitland
The cabby stretched a curious neck
Maitland groaned inwardly; he ha6
seen that Infamous sheet
Now listen" the detective ex
pounded with gusto. "Twict to-day this
here Maitland, or Anisty, meets me
Once on the stoop here, nd he's Matt
land md takes me to luuch-see? Next
time it's in Harlem, where I've been
sent with a hot tip from the c'mmis
| s'ner's Office to find Anisty, nd he's
still Maitland md surprised to see me
amt sure then, but I'm dom some
heavy thinkin', all right. I lets him
go and shadows him. After a while
he gives me the slip nd chases down
here, waitin' for him to turn up. Com.
ing down on the car buys this paper
md sees the pictures, and then I'm
on. See?"
'Uh-huh." grunted the patrolman
scowling at Maitland. The cabby
caressed hfs nose with a soiled fore
finger ref1ectively, plainly a. bit pre-
JUDGED byNHickey's exposition.
"One minute" Maitland interjected
eyes twinRling and lips twitching
How long}ago was it that you began
to watch this house, sleuth?"
| Five minutes before yeh come,
responded Hickey, ignoring the insult
Now" {
! "Took you long time to figure this
out, didn't It? But go on, please"
| We'll, 1 picked the winner, all
right" flared the detective. Il guess
thatn be about all for yours
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The Business Of Farming.