Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1910-08-25

I called his attention to the writing
and implored him to save the bill II
be could until I returned. and II not,
to be sure to remember tho person he
gave It to-
Orme laughed.
1T does seem funny" said Senior
Poritoi, rolling another cigarette, but
you cannot imagine my most frantic
desperation. I returned to Chicago and
transacted my business. Then
nastened back to the Wisconsin city.
Woe Is me! The ticket agent had paid
the bill to q Chicago citizen. Sc
cured the name of this man and finally
found him at his Office on La Sale
street. Alas! he, too. had spent the
bill, but tracked 1t from person to
person, until now, my dear sir. have
found III So" he paused and looked
eloquently at Orme.
DO you know q man named
Evans7" Orme asked.
Senior Poritol looked at him in be.
wilderment
-. r. Evans" insisted Orme.
why. no. dear sir-I think not
But what has that to do"
Orme pushed . sheet Of paper across
the table. "Oblige me. Senior Poritol
the table. "Oblige me, Senior Poritol.
r. Evans"
Senior Poritol was apparently re-
luctant. However, under the compul-
sion Of Ormes eye, he finally took out
his fountain pen and wrote the name
in flowing script. He then pushed the
| paper back toward Orme, with an in
curing look.
mo, that isn't what l mean," ex-
claimed Orme. Print it. Print it in
capital letters"
Senior Poritol slowly printed out
the name.
Orme took the paper, laying it be-
fore him. He then produced the
coveted bill from his pocketbook
Senior Poritol uttered little cry Of
| delight and stretched forth an eager
hand, but Orme, who was busily COM
pairing the letters on the paper with
| the letters on the bill, waved him
back.
After few moments Orme looked
up. "Senor Poritol," he said, "why
didn't you write the secret on time
table. or on your ticket. before you
gave the bill to the agent?'
Senior Poritol was fustered. Why"
he said uncertainty, II did not think
of that. How can we explain the mis-
takes we make in moments of great
nervousness"
True" said Orme. But one more
point. You did not yourself write
your friends secret on the bill. The
letters which you have Just printed
are differently made"
Senior Poritol said nothing. He
| was breathing hard.
ION the other hand" continued
Orme, turning the bill over and cycling
the Inscription on its face, your mis-
take in first writing the name instead
of printing 1t shows me that you did
write the words on the face Of the
bill" He returned the bill to his
pocketbook. II can't give you the
BILL" he said your story doesn't
hold together"
|. With a queer little scream the
South American bounded from his
chair and flung himself at Orme. He
struck no blow, but clawed desperate.
ly at Orme's pocket. The struggle
lasted only for moment. Orme.
Selling the little man by the collar.
dragged him, wriggling. to the door.
'Now get out" said Orme. III
find you hanging around I'll have you
locked up"
Senior Poritol whispered: "It is my
secret. Why should tell you the
truth about 1t? You have no right to
know"
Orme retained his hold. II don't
like your looks, my friend" he said.
There may have been reason why
you should lie to me. but you will
have to make things clear" He con.
sidered. After all. he must make al.
lowanoe; SO he said: Come back to.
morrow with evidence that you are
entitled to the bill. and you shall have
it," He released Senior Poritol.
The little man had recovered his
composure. He went back to the Ia
bic and took up his hat and cane. re.
folding the handkerchief and slipping
1t into his pocket. Once more he was
the Latin fop. He approached Orme.
and his manner was deprecatory.
My most AFFECT apologies for at
lacking you. sir. was beside myself.
But If you will only permit me will
bring up my friend, who is waiting
below. He will, as you say, vouch for
me-"
who Is her"
"a very. very distinguished man."
Orme pondered. The adventure was
opening up, and he felt inclined to see
it through. Bring him." he said
shortly.
When Senior Poritol had disap.
peared Orme telephoned to the clerk.
"Send me up porter" he ordered.
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