The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1910-06-25

He reached for the office telephone
and called the night city editor. THE
Patriot has got the town skinned on
shipping" he said. DO you know
who's doing it for them? Well, think
you'd better hire him."
Joe Dillon wandered in.
Good evening. MIR. Brand" he said
weakly. Durkin, who had summoned
him. followed him in.
"Well. Joe. what is it?"
"Wa;t a minute. Durkin. Got
story for us. Joe?" queried Brand SYM
pathetically.
Dillon staggered forward.
Better sit down." cautioned Brand.
Same old story. eh?"
mo. I'm hungry"
"Durkin. go get one hot roast beef
sandwich and big pot Of black cof-
fee and see that he gets them"
Eyes, SIR" The lad sped away after
dexterousy catching quarter which
Brand tossed him.
II wish was going in there to work
with the boys instead Of eating char
fly grub" began Dillon plaintively. Il
know you mean all right, Mr.. Brand.
I've tried and tried again to fight it
Off. but it's useless. can't. It's too
late. I'm dead one. The hard stuff.
the five cent whisky, has got me. You
never heard how this thing started.
did you. Mr. Brand? If 1t hadn't
been for my Wife
"Oh, cut it OUT" cried Brand. and
Dillon shambled out of the room.
Downs hurried in. He had become
night editor when the shakeup oc-
Cured ut the time Of Brands promo
ton.
Young Bobbie Doolittle pinched
again for speeding" he ratified of.
"Thrce show girls in the auto. All of
'em lit UP. Bobbie weeping because
the girls had to miss the theater, and
his mothers at me all evening to
keep it out. What'll l do"
Brand leaned back and smiled.
"Well, it was on her account we kept
out his partial elopement with her
French maid and the time he kissed
the head waiter at the st. Honore hotel
in lieu Of tip, and l guess-well. print
this one. 1t may help brace him up"
"Oh, and that disappearance case"
reminded Downs. The girls come
back--old gag, visiting her friends in
Jersey. but she's been off OIL the suit
case circuit all right"
"Home now?" jerlsed the managing
editor
yep"
"Think she'll stay therc?"
"She might"
"Well, she can't If we print this. so
let's forget It,"
But we've had man on it two
days." persisted Downs. Were the
only paper that's got it."
"Well, we won't be the one to kick
her down." pronounced Brand, turning
his head away to end the conversation.
"All right. just as you say"
The telephone bell rang. Brand tool
off the receiver
"HclIo. Tell Mr.. Dupuy I'm busy"
he cried after taking the message
what? Send him in. That's all
Downs. See that they take care OF
Dillon, will you?'
The night editor nodded in the af-
firmative and gazed rather curiously
at Brand as he went out.
Dupuv came into Brands office with
q most circumspect and deferentlnl air
Dressed in evening clothes. carrying
his silk hat III his hand and with n
boutonnic;e Of dollhouse violets in his
lapel. he gave every indication Of be
ing the society figure that his name
and wealth had made possible for him
The lawyer lobbyist walked directly
to the desk ut which Brand was seat
ed. In reply to the managing editors
salutation he bowed stifIly and leaned
forward over the desk.
Several moments elapsed before Du'
puy spoke. He was trying to put his
opening words in the most judicious
language, and well he might hesitate
when one considers the nature of his
evil errand.
1.-THE gentleman who was coming tc
see you tonight" at last lie said care
fully. has had to 60 to the opera will
his daughter. He has asked me tc
come in his stead"
An expression Of complete bcwilder
mcnt spread over the others face.
"a gentleman? What gentleman
he intcrrrogatcd.
Dupuy was momentarily nonplused.
"Why. the gentleman whO-ah. will
whom You made an appointment for !
o'clock this evening-here-at your Of
fee"
Brand still refused to show his hand
II should be very glad to hear wha
you have to say, Mr.. Dupuy. but
frankly. don't know what you arc
driving at"
The visitor was annoyed. He was
positive that Bartclmy would not SEND
him on a wild goose errand. Surely
the judge and Brand had come t.
terms regarding the silence of the AID
vance as to the Lansing Iron case de
cision. The editor was playing will
him now, he knew-dansling him on a
verbal hook to tantaliZe him.
"Oh. come. you know who mean
Bartelmyw! snapped the Judges despi