The Caucasian. (Shreveport, La.) 1900-192?, 1910-12-18

Nopalioi EHey paused. A little lower
down on the opposite side of the
street shone the modest Illuminated
sign OF 81 Refugio Mr.. Kelley, to
whom few streets were unfamiliar,
knew the place exteriorly as "dago
JOINT. All foreigners Mr.. Kelley
fclassed under the two heads of "da-
goes and Frenchmen. He proposed
TO the general that they repair thither
and substantiate their acquaintance
| with liquid foundation.
An hour later found General Falcon
and Mr.. Kelley seated at table in
the conspirators' corner of Ell Refugio.
bottles and glasses were between them.
For the tenth time the general confid-
ed the secret of his mission to the
Estados Unidos. He was here, he de-
clared, to purchase arms-2,OOO stands
OF Winchester rifes-for the Colombian
reVolutionists. He had drafts in his
| pocket drawn by the Cartagena bank
On its New York correspondent for
$4,000. At other tables other revolu-
tlonists were shouting their political
secrets to their fellow plotters, but
none was as loud as the general. He
pounded the table, he hallooed for
some wine, he roared to his friend
that his errand was a secret one and
not to be limited at to a living soul
Mr.. Kelley himself was stirred to SYM
pathetic enthusiasm. He grasped the
generals hand across the table.
'Monseer," he said earnestly, II don't
know where this country of yours is,
but Pm for it, It's lucky thing for
you that you butted into me tonight
I'm the only man in New York that
can get this gun deal through for you
The secretary of war of the United
States is me best friend. He's in the
city now, and I'll see him for you to-
morrow. In the meantime. monseer,
you keep them drafts tight in your in
side pocket. I'll call for yen t0mor-
row and take you to see him. Say.
that amt the District Of Columbia
you're talking about, is it, concluded
Mr., Kelley, with n sudden qualm.
mo, no. nor exclaimed the general.
1T is the republic of Colombia: it is
"a g-r-reat- republic on the top side of
America of the south-yes, yes"
"All right" said Mr.. Kelley. reas-
sured "Now, suppose we trek along
home and go by-by. I'll write to the
secretary tonight and make a date
with him.
They parted at the door of the Ho-
tel Espanol.
Kelley went to the nearest telephone
booth and called up McCrary's cafe.
far up on Broadway. He asked for
Jimmy Dunn.
rs that Jimmy DUNN asked KEEL
ley.
eyes" came the answer
you're a liar" sang back Kelley
ioyfully. You're the secretary of
war Wait there till I come up. I've
got the finest thing down here in the
way of fish you ever baited for It's
a Colorado maduro, with gold band
around it and free coupons enough to
buy red hall lamp and statuette
of Psyche rubbering in the brook
I'll be up on the next car
Jimmy Dunn was an A. NJ. of crook
dom. He was an artist in the conf
dence line He never saw bludgeon
in his life, and he scorned knockout
drops
These two gentlemen held confer
ence that night at McCrary's. Kelley
explained.
Hes as easy as gum shoe. He's
from the island of Colombia, where
there's strike or feud or some
thing going on, and they've sent him
up here to buy 1000 Winchesters to
arbitrate the thing with. He showed
me two drafts for $4,000 each and
one for 5000 on bank here. s
truth, Jimmy. felt real mad with him
because he didn't have it in $1,000
bills and hand it to me on silver
waiter Now, we've got to wait till he
goes to the bank and gets the money
for u.s.
They talked it over for two hours,
and then Dunn said, Bring him to
= Broadway at o'clock tomorrow
afternoon"
In due time Kelley called at the
Hotel Espanol for the general He
found that willy warrior engaged in
a delectable conversation with Mrs
O'Brien.
1.-THE secretary of war is waiting for
us" said Kelley.
The general tore himself away with
an effort
AYE, senor," he said. with a sigh,
duty makes a call But, senior, the
senoras of your Estados Unidos-how
beautiesi Fer exemplification, take
you la Madame O'Brien-que magnifi- |
cal She is one goddess one Juno
what you call one OK eyed Juno"
Now, Mr. Kelley was a wit, and bet |
ter men have been shriveled by the
fire of their own imagination.
''Sure," he said, with a grin, "but |
you mean a peroxide Juno. don't you?"
Mrs O'Brien heard and lifted an au-
riferous head. Her businesslike eye
rested for an instant upon the disap- I
Dearing form of Mr.. Kelley. Except |
ia street cars one should never be I'M
,eoocca Y.ilxy x.t1f5a IN n lady