The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1910-07-30
CHAPTER VII.
A TALK WITH MIR. wADDY.

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gulf dunes, complete the flying
machine and bring it to the
notice of the world In spite of the en-
nifty Of Mr.. Shayne. upon which he
now confidently counted. He must
II know" broke in Mr. Craighcad,
gazing at the ceiling through wreaths
of smoke, 1.-THE warnings Of your sub
tropical Albanian system. But be
!; practical. You come to this emporium,
of which, alas, neither of lis Is fated
i to be an alumnus. and you find me in
fine fettle save that am unrelated to
the world. / am an Antaeus, with no
immediate prospects OF getting my
tootsies to mother earth: storage bat
terry as big as Pixies peak. but insu-
lated from the mass Of demagnetized
humanity: a great force for a number
of things. with no way of proving it.
What do you do? You make a profess
sion for me. l was naught not to men,
ton naughty. What am l now? A
!, great personal injury lawyer, devel-
opins into prosperous ambulance
chaser. ] was out Of touch with the
world OF finance. have now laid the
foundation for the organization of the
great Carson-C raighead Aeronef cor
; poratiOn!"
what do you meany' CALCULATED
Carson.
"What say! What say! Through
long. colonnndcd. peristyled vista Of
marble and onyx can see nailed to
tho back fence the hide Of Mr. Finley
Shaync.
But have no clothes" Carson
urged.
CLOTHES" sc ornfully repeated Craig
head. What are they? Merely woven
fabrics TO iii bags to secure credit
! withnl Mt hotels. And you need no
; credit. for this room is mine for the
whole term of the Treatments paid for
by some one into whose company
dropped or rose during my last shore
leave from the good ship Lithia. but
by whom have no idea. Clothes. in
| deed! Scat"
But It's cold here" persisted Car
son. feeling helpless in the tolls Of this
scrpentine logic. I'm not prepared for
this climate"
Look abroadw commanded Craig
head. with a gesture toward the win
dow. The sun beats down upon the
last remnants Of the snow. and the lit
river and send down the silky billet
doux Of the catlsin to remind him that
they've busted loose and are hurling
themselves into his arms. Why, darn
you. IT'S spring! And you can stay
right here-steam heat, BATH hot and
cold water. padded cell in connection
OH fair youth. ! love thee! Let me
finish bunkoins Mr.. O'Grady and start
the Acronef company. Don't be
clam"
You know how l feel about those
| damages. but If could get the capital
| for the aeronef"-
why. you don't doubt my practical
genius. do YOU" queried Craighead In
astonishment-"in other peoples af
fairs. mean. Of course? Why. sir. II
IN view Of my failure with my own I
can't handle other peoples business
then what becomes Of my ability? I
tell you. naughty southron. I'm good
for something! have found billion
a:"o. and you shall meet him."
Ali that day Carson watched Craig
head. From trunk covered with the
labels Of foreign travel Craighead took
| a sheet Of cardboard and painted upon
1t an elaborate sign which bore the
legend. "Craighead. Attorney and Coun.
selor at Law" This he fastened out
side the door. chucklins from time to
time as the passersby paused as If to
read it. After awhile he added to It.
personal Injury Cases Specially"
Craighead went out late and brought
back several legal looking books, which
he ranged upon the dresser In dusty
formidability-an old set Of Illinois
statutes and tattered Broom's lie.
gal Maxims." from which he read
unctuously such Latin aphorisms as
"De minimis non curat lex" "Falsus
IN uno. falsus in omnibus" and the like.
! and lectured upca them very informa-