Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-09-10


natural enemies hurried down the dark stairway where
Hubert and his friends slowly winding their way
toward the street. He had joyful anticipatons of
fight outside
As he stepped into the street he that the visitors
had apparently euded the majority of their per-
secutors. The women hurryng into their pro-
tective linousines, which snorting at the side
entrance Flosam and Jetsam stood idly by while the
mission superintendent uttered sad apologies he
shook hands with Mr. Hudson Mortmont Hubert. Sud
denly the latter turned and faced Careless Riley.
"Ah you the-er-nobe fellow who acted so-er
handsomely in the hall should like to do something
to encourage heroism in your walk of le-would you
mind?'
The swell forced hundred-doar bill into the hand
of the crook.
Back to the Rite Carleton SPORT" said Riley good
naturally. Easy money amt what I'm lookin for
tonight; besides heard yer lecture, and I'm wise that
Charity breeds dleness in the Lower Classes What dye
know about that?H said Careless Riley, dropping the
hundred-dolar bill back into the white gloved hand.
But, my good man. said the patron of the poor,
you've done valuable service to me.
eyes know said Riley. dts right and proper in
your pay cash for services rendered Why don't
you offer somethin' need, Boss What | wants
company good company: Would you mind steppn'
to Carlos joint and havin bite to eat-on me!
The millionaire hesitated, obviously attered by this
condescension the part of inferior All. here
chance to in intimate contact with that fascl
mating Outer Race, the Lower Classes What though
the lordly pauper chose stand treat?
Mrs. Bentram-Gay leaned sulkiy among her furs
Hubert had come in her
interpreting the delay "Everyt things on me--won't
cost you bean. I'll blow you to hack ride there
and back"
Hubert leaned into the door of the limousine and ad-
dressed the Riley could hear the lecturer say
something about proving my principles, while Mrs
Bentram-Gay's soprano tones responded, Horrd peo-
ple-lngratude-ne agaln-come to luncheon, and
the limousine snorted scornuy away leaving the burg
lar and the millionaire to hail limpng hack and fare
away to Carlos Oyster House, the pride of Thrdave
IF is fitting that brass plate should be revereny
in the wall at the sign of the Cheshire Cheese in
London behind the bench where DR.. Samuel Johnson
wont to curl his thoughtful legs why is it not
equally proper that brazen tablet should be greaved
and craven little back at Carlos to celebrate
the fact that in that very chair at that very table, Tim
Sullivan the Greater sat for fortyflve magnificent
minutes and declared that Carlo could cook onion
better than Delmonico? There is no answer to this
question except to say that Justice has gone mad among
the gods
At Carlos historic but unableted table the Hubert
of glorious sat and faced the Riley of glorious
aliases. Beside each stood beaker of topaz brown;
between them reposed double porerhouse mercifuly
smohere in the vegetable that made Bermuda famous
for something besides lilies.
Eat hearty, Duke the burglar was saying. Let
give you little slash off the oyster with of
these German violets on the edge
"How do you argue, Mr. began the rich man. pass
ing his plate.
kirkpatrick, supplied Riley lightly.
"How do you argue, Mr. Fitzpatrick that Poverty
is not the ideal state of Happiness was about to
prove when my lecture was-interrupted?'
"Your Blessed Panhandle stuff is all the Mattea
wan, said Riley, simply as he knew how. "You
pull that line O. talk Chuck Connors, and he'll listen
long as you buy the drinks. That's his business
But you can't put it with I've took my meals
Hard Luck Alley for long time. Boss, and I've
watched EN- booze and fight and grow crooked Happi-
ness? Gee!"
But Abraham Lincoln began poor boy .sug
gested Hubert.
"Cut out the Abe Lincoln DOPE said Riley. "Abe
wasn't a poor boy-not in our sense He had all out
DOORS woods and trees and Bible trainin' to start
with-he rich But look at the guys down here
born with nohn but thirst and spendin their lives
improvin on their Entertained Say what's the use of
your BLOWN in all diked out in John Drews. and passn