The San Francisco call., 1910-11-27
THE BOBBS= MERRILL COMPANY.


mostly of riotous soldiers gone broke
and hailing him os blood brother
'sM'son- of gun" murmured yell
low striped corporal. "Ol Sec CaValry
swat he is Sure! Santa Isabel
Pillar del -Rosario-whole bunch or
fights SIZE was in
"Ev' hear of Inky Idgetts?" broke IN
another. Troop suide-hefve fine
bucky - Idgetts - Third squadron. Me
an him"
Against his crowning confreres Ar
mold waved the pup: ~Sure-sure OF
Sec Cavalry-sure."
This yere Idgetts-''
81 bane know him"
huge and hairy sailor pushed into
the martial group. His blue eyes and
pink face turned from one to another's
in great good nature.
'Idgetts-me an him"
Il bane know him, too
20, Scandinavia, forget it" nur
INJURED the corporal. softly. BLOW
A yellow haired girl clung to the
sailors arm. 20. come, you Babe:
don mixi" she pleaded. and tried to
draw him from them.
This yere Idgetts-they lin-cheed
him"
by valdez I COON"
The narrator OF Idgetts' exploits
turned on the Swede. Now bit the
They sliced i'm"
But the Viking thrust beaming among
them: Il COON by VALDEZ
And then, as the blonde girl clung
to his huge arm wailing: "Aw, don
start nothin'! Aw. come. you honey"
fist shot over her shoulder at the sea
mans ear. He fell back. looking with
amazed infantile injury about him. and
then, propelled by some human cata-
pult behind, for what reason and by
whom will never be known the cele-
brant of the Idgetts epic was suddenly
doubled up and into the Northman's
stomach And at once the place was
whirling fight. Into it plunged a trio
of bouncers and floor managers The
proprietor himself, former light
weight pugilist. now barrel fat. bobbed
about. painting In the press. a cork on
troubled waters. The swaying battle
1ammed the door. the white windows
fell with a snarl of breaking glass and
the combatants went to the street. with
the police leaping con the fianks like
ready dogs
Arnold was in the thick. lodging.
laughing; he saw an oficer's club
raised above the girl. who still clung
screaming to the seaman's sleeve.
Barrett. cut that His hand went
about the policeman's wrist The other
jerked free and whirled his lighter
oAitd against the DGOken door.
~ on will, will your he roared. "Le'
go that clubp'
20, quit" murmured Mr.. Arnold
Don't be foolish-you know me"
mo. DON'T Don't gil me any lip"
J The officer forced him through the
thickenfng crowd The fight had stop
ped with surprising suddenness. About
the prisoners seized at random the po-
lice listened dryly to the gable. wip-
ing their perspiring heads. The
Wheezing proprietor. so short of sta
ture that nothing but his round post
of head was seen. cursed the soldiers
and oRlookers, who jeered him and the
dancehan women in the wrecked front
of The Welcome. And, towering above
all the great Swede looked with round
faced, babyish perplexity at them and
the patrol wagon racing under the
white arcs a block away. The girl
saw the oncoming wagon.
Ga sake she walled. "if I get
pinched! Q, If get pinched! George
she appealed to the proprietor-"teu
'em I wasn't doin' nothin'r'
L don't want youse in my place at
all If you amt a lady. I won't stand
for you IL youse amt a perfect lady"
'Cut out the bull" murmured po-
liceman wearily. They'll all GO
Arnold turned to him "See here, you
can't ride mep'
Dry upr the officer retorted- Here.
climb in the wagon
The prisoners eye was on the patrol
van backing to the curb. He turned
with menace on the officer Say,
sport, I'm Jack Arnold. You ride me
and I'll break yos. Just ask Harry
Stillman or the chief about me"
Tumble in replied the patrolman;
Sing it to the brides"
And, staring at the wagon, with a
sudden laugh, Arnold got. in.
The plunging van with the Swede,
the dance girl and the querulous his
torian of Trooper Idgetts. whirled
through the glare of Pacific street to
the hall Of justice. leaving at The
Welcome, on the bar. surrounded by
pools of beer that stuck to its feet in
unpleasing Fuckers, wearing dismally
frayed chrysanthemum in its rag
rope collar, the lavender pup from the
country up in back.
The dance hall girl walled in the
jogging van: '-Aw, Jo'n kill mel
never been pinehed-Joll kill met
Arnold came 10 her, a hand on her
arm. Now, don't go on so, sister TIL
see you through this"
She turned savagely on him. "Aw
you en- talk! You come down the
street in yer good clothes and money
and tomorrow it's all right. But what
chances a girl got? Just tell me what's
right about it?'
The young man sat back in the shad-
ows of the van.s He watched her, and
then, when they descended. he said
quietly: kid. I'm sorry. I'll see you
through 1T all"
But she snarled at him. though be-
fore the desk sergeant in the basement
Office he watched her Unmoved, in a
sort Of dream.
The idling officers gave them a
casual inspection. Beyond, a tall
woman was identifying some stolen
trinkets at a desk, and the book SER
geant did not look up for a moment.
'.Shinanigan at Georges. laconically
began the complaining officer. Girl
and this Swede jumped a soldier who
wouldn't stand percentage, and Crosby
tried to put 'em out. And this fellow
indicating Arnold. tried to swing on
me-"
The heavy jowled sergeant grunted
and turned to the arrest book
''Name?"
'T COON by Valdez said the sailor
man. Captain Nelson. he tole me-
'Name." roared the sergeant. and the
arresting officer said: "OIe Oleson-
that.ll do for him."
The desk man scratched Stolidly;
then turned to the soldier. Manner"