Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-07-31

see anything very fasCinatin about him so
far. As a matter of fact, he want exactly
the kind I'd have picked out to get chummy
with. Some way or other, even when | was
dom my best to boost him along, he had
way of lookin' at me as if | was diff rent
from him. Maybe he didn't mean to let it
show through; but l could tell all the while
that he was thinkin', Huh! After ALL I'm
Bracebridge Hunter, Jr., ami"
I'd started in to see him through, though;
just as did Red McCarty when he struck
town from Fall River, and just as Spike
Tully once helped me; so | collects Brace
bridge early next mornin, steers him up
against a dime breakfast, tows him to
clean-and- press while-you-wait joint, and
does the valet act in gettin' him ready to
pass inspection. He's lot improved when
we get through; but at that you wouldn't
suspect, to look at him casual, that he was
anybody in partic lar.
"Gee!" says l. Its too bad you didn't
wear away some family heirloom, just to
show your class; but guess you'll do Now
it's us to cop out job
MO use monkeyin' with the help wanted
= columns for quick action, of course. The
thing to do was to strike place where Willie
or Henry was overstayin' his vacation and
him the sack Pumpn' elevator starters al
ways used to be my strong hold when | was
carryin the banner, and we was only tacklin
the third gray uniform when we struck a
trail.
There's subscription book concern on
the ninth that's short handed was the
cheerin' news; "but I've sent up one young
chap already. Don't know as they'd take
on another"
"They've got to-" says to Bracebridge,
as we goes up in the car. Anyway, if you
get a show, jump in and work the other mutt
out of breath"
1t didn't look like he was even going to
get chance; for the head packer starts to
shoe us out the minute we got inside the
door
TOO late!" says he. "Just hired bun
die wrapper Beat it"
Come on" says Bracebridge, beginnin'
to back out.
"Ah, give him the follow up whispers.
"You can crowd that thumb fingered like
off the map. Here, lemme talk to the man.
Say, boss" says l, speakin' up smooth,
don't throw the gate on sure winner with
out trial heat. My friend here can work
rings around Number One over there. How
about putin him at it and reservin' the
decision until quittin' time tonight"
"Oh, WE'LL says he "if he's as anxious
for work as all that, I'll try him out
eco to it, Brace | coaches in his ear.
"Shuck the coat. And see that you beat
him to it.
Say, l wish I could have watched the
game through; but | was due behind the
brass gate myself. From what l saw of the
start, though, judged it was a fair getaway;
for the Job was wrappin' bundles of books,
and they was both greenies at it. The other
entry was a pimple faced, chuckle headed
guy that looked like he hailed from 'Leventh
ave, and l figured on young Mr.. Hunter,
with his brains and blood, simply havin' a
walk away. Did he? Well, here's the report
| got when found him waitin' for me that
noon.
T COULDN'T remember how to tie the
knots" says he, and l got the wrappers
on wrong, and the string hurt my fingers. V
Anything else?" says |.
Il didn't like the way the head packer
ordered me around says he, "and l told
him So"
"Oh, you did, eh?" says l. II expect he
felt real cut up over that, didn't heo"
He grabbed me by the collar and threw
me out into the hall-the coward" says
Bracebridge, his pop eyes lightin' up and his
fingers twitchin'. Hes a mucker!'
"Meanin just WHAT" says I. "Never