Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1910-11-11
what are you going to do in Chi

What are you going to do in Chi
cago?"
"Oh, l amt fully decided yet but
might do a little promoting. Seattle is
too full of Alaskan snares."
Emerson reflected for a moment be-
! fore remarking: 81 dare say you will
tangle me up in some new enterprise
that will land us both in jail, so, for my
own protection, I'll tell you what I'll do
/ have noticed that you are a good
salesman, and If you will take up some
thing legitimate"
"Legitimatei'' Fraser interrupted,
with indignation. why all my
schemes are legitimate. Anybody can
examine them. If he don't like them he
needn't go in. If he weakens on one
proposition, I'll get something that suits
him better. You've got me wrong"
IF you want to handle something
honest, I'll let you place some of this
cannery stock on a commission"
81 don't see nothing attractive in that
when | can sell stock of my own and
ize a cannery company of my W in
Chicago
IF you do" Boyd exploded.
VERY Welt Don't get sore. l only
just suggested the possibility. If that
is your graft, I'll think up something
better
The younger man shook his head.
you are impossible" said he, land yet
1 can't help liking you"
Late into the night they talked, En-
erson os~cillating between extreme volu-
bility and deep abstraction. At one mo-
ment he was as gay as a prospective
bridegroom, at the next he was more
detected than a nan under sentence
And instead of growing calmer his
spirits became more and more variable
with the near approach of h jour
ney's md
In Chicago, as in Seattle. Fraser ac-
companied his fellow-trayelers to their
hotel, and would have registered him
self under some high-sounding alias ex-
cept for a whispered threat from Boyd
That young gentleman, after seeing his
companions comfortably ~ensconced, left
them TO their own devices while he
drove to the tailor to whom he had
t~elegraphed, returning in a short time
CARRIED in new clothes. He found Fra
ser slipping a solitary cocktail n Wis
iting with the bartender on the closest
terms of intimacy.
GEORGE said that one, in answer to
his inquiry. "Oh, George has gone on a
still hunt for a manicure parlor. Amt
that a rave? He's gone finger-mad.
He'd ought to have them front feet
shod. He don't need a ~manicurist;
what he wants is a blacksmith"
He is rather out of his latitude, SC
l wish you would keep an eye on him, -
Boyd said.
sAll right I'll take him out in the
park on a leash, but If he tries to bite
anybody IN have to muzzle him. He
amt safe in the heart of a great city
he's a menace to the life anl limb OF
every manicure woman who crosses his
path. You gave him an awful push OF
the downward path when you laid him
against this finger stuff"
Promptly at 4 o'clock Emerson called
a cab and was driven toward the North
Side. As the vehicle rolled up Lake
Shore drive the excitement under which
he had beer laboring for days increased
until he tapped his feet n~ervously
clenched his gloved fingers, n patted
the cushions as if to accelerate the
horses footballs. Would he never ar
rivel The animal appeared to crawl
more slowly every moment, the rubber
trimmed wheels to turn more sluggishly
with each revolution. He called to the
driver to hurry, then found himself o;
a sudden gripped by an overpowerine
hesitation, and grew frightened at his
own haste. The close atmosphere OF
the cab seemed to stifle him; he jerked
the window open, flung back the lapels
of his great coat, and inhaled the SHARP
lake air in deep breaths. Why did
that driver lash a willing steed? They
were nearly there. n he was moi
ready yet. He leaned out to check their
speed, then closed his lips and settled
back in the seat. staring at the houses
slipping past. How well he remem-
bered every one of them1