Montour American. (Danville, Pa.) 1866-1920, 1910-04-28

room at the top OF the fourth flight q
man In suit Of brown duck was busy
among packing cases. account book in
hand. He was big and brawny, with u
neck like bull and an iron gray head
set square on a pair of fighting shoul
ders. At Greyson's 3 step he shot a side
wise glance at him and deliberately
continued his marking. Not word
was said until Greyson stood at his
side, packing case between them.
"Mr. Stephens?" he asked cheerily.
That's my name"
81 represent the Forbes company
Stephens Strengthened and pointed
There's the stairs, young man. They
lead down to the street, and your time
Is too valuable to be wasted here I'll
pay that bill when get ready" r-.
Greyson Indicated conspicuous sign
hanging on the front wall. There
some pretty good advice right there,
Mr.. Stephens" he remarked pleasantly
Suppose you follow it-'Do 1t Now "
Stephens heavy eyebrows drew TO-
gether at the bridge of his big nose
Il told you to get out!" he roared
"There's the elevator. Try that If
you're tired climbing the stairs. Get
OUT"
Perfectly willing to, Mr.. Stephens
In fact, I'm in something of hurry.
Got several other bills to collect this
morning and can't waste time on any
one of them. Just follow that bit OF
advice and settle now"
The great fist came down with u
whack on the top OF the packing case
You insolent little whippersnapper"-
his voice sounded like the roll OF a
trombone-"I'm busy! Get out of this
or I'll put you out!'
Just waiting for my check" Grey
son acqulesced imperturbably, "and I'll
be happy TO oblige you. Come on and
DO 1t Now"
Stephens came on. His 23O pounds
of bone and muscle backed up by his
six feet three of height, bore down on
Greyson like freight engine on a
handcar. But before he reached him,
with fists doubled up like pair of
battering rams, Greyson sprang MIN
bly, upon the case. Another leap land.
ed him square ON the shoulders of Ste
phens. legs hugging the sides, his
hands clasping the wrists of his ad-
versary and holding them fast. Ste
phens jumped, kicked, jerked. doubled
and tossed, but Greyson sat as secure
on his perch as a cat on the back of II
dog.
After struggle that landed them on
the floor and bumped Stephens nose
till 1t bled Greyson rose, held out a
handkerchief toward stephens and
said: please tell me where to find
the faucet. and III get the water ready
for you to wash up. You cant write
checks with those hands. and my time
is limited
Cant, hcy?" retorted stephens, fish
ing In his pockets. Then while one
hand held his nose he produced check
book and Pen from somewhere beneath
the duck jacket. In a moment he tore
the slip free and passed it to Greyson.
Take that and clear out" he order
Su' Iell yUuT HTIn TO uupllC0te the
last order and hurry It up"
Greyson glanced at the check before
folding it. 1t was double the amount
Of the bill. So Stephens had taken to
paying cash for his orders. He
chuckled. so
"We'il have the goods over tomor-
row." he said Many thanks for your
Kindness Mr.. Stephens. and good
morning"
On the stairs he took or hts coat
and shook it; then he tried to mold his
derby into something resembling hat.
The Junior partner looked up in sur.
prise as a scratched, dirty hand held
dirty check before him.
What in thunder you been doing?"
be exclaimed. Where you been?"
Collecting" returned Greyson
There's Stephens check He wants
the last order duplicated. Where's
Jim? want him to brush me-"
"You need It all right" grinned the
other. what happened? Get pitched
down the elevator shaftY