Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1910-01-28

"T'm hungry"
q beginner, some valuable pointers,
which the now managing editor had
never forgotten.
Tell him to come in," ordered Brand.
He reached for the Office telephone and
called the night city editor. "The Pa
triot has got the town skinned on ship
ping" he said. do you know who's
doing 1t for them? Well, 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 it?"
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, en?"
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"
"Yes, sir" The lad sped away after
dexteriously catching a quarter which
Brand tossed him.
"I wish was going in there to work
with the boys instead Of eating char
ity 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. I can't. It's too
late. I'm a dead one. The hard stun.
the five cent whisky, has got me. You
never heard how this thing started,
did you, Mr.. Brand? II 1t hadn't been
for my wife,
"Oh, cut 1t out!" cried Brand, and
Dillon shambled out of the room.
Downs hurried in. He had become
night editor when the shakeup oc-
Cured at the time Of Brands promo
ton.
Young Bobbie Doolittle pincned
again for speeding" he ratified OF.
siThree 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 I 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 no.
tel in lieu Of a tip, and 1 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 on the suit
case circuit all right"
Home now?" 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 mad a man on 1t 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
Of the receiver.
Hello! Tell Mr.. Dupuy I'm busy!'
he cried after taking the message.
"Waht? 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.
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
boutonniere of hothouse violets in his
lapel, he gave every indication OF be-
ing the society figure that his name
and wealth had made possible for MIN.
The lawyer lobbyist walked directly
to the desk at which Brand was seat
ed. In reply to the managing editors
salutation he bowed stiffly 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.
THE gentleman who was coming to
see you tonight" at last he said care
fully, has had to go to the opera with
his daughter. He has asked me TO
come in his stead
An expression Of complete bewilder-
ment spread over the others face.