The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1910-10-04

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you success at your graft. whatever
II is. Come and have drink. any
how
Il wouldn't mind havin a glass of
lager beer" acknowledged the other.
/ They went to cafe frequented by
hen with smooth faces and shifty eyes
and sat at their drinks.
I'm glad | come across you. mis-
ter" said Haylocks. How'd you like
to play game or two of seven up?
I've got the keerds."
He fshed them out of Noah's valise
"a rare. inimitable deck. greasy with
bacon suppers and grimy with the soil
of cornfields.
"Bunko Harry" laughed loud and
briefly.
Not for me. sport" he said firmly.
L don't go against that makeup of
yours for cent. But still say you've
overdone it. The Rubes haven't dress
ed like that since 70. | doubt if you
could work Brooklyn for a key wind
ing watch with that layout"
A' yOd uCGuu luluk dIUsC got
the money" boasted Haylocks. He
drew forth tightly rolled mass of
bills as large as teacup and laid it on
| the table
Got that for my share of grandmoth-
er's farm" he announced There's
$3.50 in that roll. Thought I'd come to
the city and look around for a likely
business to go into"
"Bunko Harry took up the roll of
money and looked at it with almost re
spect in his smiling eyes.
I've seen worse" he said critically.
but you'll never do it in them clothes.
You want to get light tan shoes and d
black suit and a straw hat with col
ored band and talk good deal about
Pittsburg and freight differentials and
drink sherry for breakfast in order
to work off phony stuff like that
What's his liner asked two or
three shifty eyed men of "Bunko
Harry after Haylocks had gathered
up his impugned money and departed.
1.-THE queer guess" said Harry, "or
some guy with new graft He's too
much hayseed. Maybe that his-I won
der now-oh. no. it couldn't have been
real money"
Haylocks wandered on Thirst prob
ably assailed him again, for he dived
into dark groggery on a side street
and bought beer Several sinister fell
lows hung upon one end of the bar.
AT first sight of him their eyes bright
ened. but when his insistent and ex-
aggerated rusticity became apparent
their expressions changed to wary sus-
picion.
Haylocks swung his valise across the
bar
keep that awhile for me. mister
he said. chewing at the end of yir-
ulent claybank cigar Ill be back
after | knock around a SPELL And (
keep your eye on it. for there's $3.50 !
inside of it. though maybe you
think so to look at me-
Somewhere outside photograph
struck up band piece, and Haylocks
was off for it. his coattail buttons
doping i'll the middle of his back.
"Divvy,s Mike" said the men hang
ng upon the bar, winking openly at
me another
Honest, now" said the bartender.
1icking the valise TO one side. You
ion't think I'd fall to that. do YOU:
Anybody can see he amt no iay-one
4 McAdoo'S come-on squad. | guess
les a shine if he made himself up
there amt no parts of the country
oW where they dress like that
When Haylocks had exhausted the
esources of Mr. Edison to amuse he
eturned for his valise. And then
own Broadway he gallivanted. Gull
1g the sights with his eager blue eyes
tut still and evermore Broadway re-
acted him with curt glances and sar-
onlc smiles. He was the oldest of the
gags" that the city must endure. He
as SO aagrantly impossible, so ultra
1stic. so exaggerated beyond the most
products of the barnyard. the
ayfeld and the vaudeville stage that
e excited only WEAKNESS and sus-
Icion. And the wisp of hay in his
air was so genuine. so fresh and
9dolent of the meadows. so clamor-
lsly rural that even shell game man
ould have put up his peas and fold
his table at the sight of it.
Haylocks seated himself upon fight
stone steps and once more exhumed
s roll of yellow backs from the va
'e. The outer one. a twenty. he :.
tucked off and beckoned to a news
".
Son. said he. run somewhere and 8
t this changed for me- I'm mighty :,
gh out of chicken feed. guess you'll
t nickel If you'll hurry up" -
A hurt look appeared through the .,
TT on the newsy's face.
'Aw, watchert'ink. G'wan and get n
r funny bill changed yerself. Dey q
Mt no farm clothes yer got on. "
wan wit yer stage money"
On q corner Iounged boon arad