The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1910-03-24

never forgotten.
Tell him to come in" ordered Brand.
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, l think
you'd better hire him."
Joe Dillon wandered in.
"Good evening, Mr. Brand" he said
weakly. Durkin, who had summoned
him, followed him in.
"Well, Joe, what is itF"
wait a minute, Durkin. Got a
story for us. Joe?' queried Brand sym
pathetically.
Dillon staggered forward.
Better sit down." cautioned Brand.
Same old story, eh?"
NO I'm hungry"
"Durkin, go get one hot roast beef
sandwich and big pot of black cof-
fee and see that he gets them"
YES, sir The lad sped away after
dexterously catching a quarter which
Brand tossed him.
~ wish | was going in there to work
with the boys instead of eating char
ity grub began Dillon plaintively. II
know you mean all right, Mr.. Brand.
I'VE tried and tried again to fight 1t
off, but it's useless. l 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 it hadn't
been for my wife,
'Oh, cut it outr' cried Brand, and
Dillon shambled out of the room.
Downs hurried In. He had become
night editor when the shakeup &C.
Cured at the time Of Brands promo
ton.
Young Bobbie Doolittle pinched
again for speeding" he ratified off.
"Three 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. Whatll l do?'
Brand leaned back and smiled.
well, it was on her account we kept
out his partial elopement with her
the head waiter at the ST. Honore hotel
in lieu of tip, and guess-well, print
this one. 1t may help brace him up"
"Oh, and that disappearance case"
reminded Downs. 1.-The girls come
back-old gag, visiting her friends in
Jersey, but she's been off on the suit
case circuit all right"
Home nowP' jerked the managing
editor.
Yep"
think she'll stay there?"
"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 took
off the receiver
Hello! 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 your
The night editor nodded in the af
frmative and gazed rather curiously
at Brand as he went out.
Dupuy came into Brands Office with
a most circumspect and deferential air.
Dressed in evening clothes. carrying
his silk hat in his hand and with a
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 at which Brand was seat
ed. In reply to the managing editors
salutation be bowed stif1y 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 to |
see you tonight" at last he said care
fully, has had to go to the opera with
MS daughter. He has asked me. to
,ome in his stead"
An expression of complete bewilder-
nent spread over the others face.
"a gentleman? What gentleman"
he interrrogated.
Dupuy was momentarily nonplused.
"Why. the gentleman who-ah, with
whom you made an appointment for 8
o'clock this evening-here-a your Of
ice"
Brand still refused to show his hand.
81 should be very glad to hear what
7ou have TO say, Mr.. Dupuy, but,
rankly, / don't know what you are
irving at
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