Dakota farmers' leader. (Canton, S.D.) 1890-19??, 1911-11-17


tenant" said Sands slowly. Now, you
see, / an not. My time is too valu-
able"
We'll, what are you going to DO
about these fellows?" asked Britz.
ooh, don't you bother about them
said Sands. Il guess l can take care
OF them"
81 guess you'll guess again." a
Britz, for if anybody Is going to take
care Of these gentlemen, behold In
me the only original little caretaker."
Britz turned to the Hindoos.
Now, then, you dusky beauties,
suppose o come along with me-
Going to carry them" asked Sands.
Britt blushed; yes, Britz fairly and
squarely blushed. In his momentary
evaporation at the m~illionaire's stub
bornness he had forgotten that not
only the hands, but also the feet Of
the Orientals were bound. However,
he was not to be disconnected, and 1t
was with sufficient readiness that he
replied:
You don't suppose I take my pris-
oners through the streets like q mem
Der of the Traffic Squad, do you?
Where's your telephone?"
Sands indicated the instrument and
Britz look it up and called for 300
Spring.
"Headquarters?" he asked owe the
wire. Eyes, this is Britt. Have a wagon
sent from thu West Thirtieth Street
Station to the st. Barnabas Apartment
house. No, don't send the reserves;
just sent a couple of men. Good-by."
AS he rang OF, he turned and faced
his host.
"Mr. Sands" said he, there are
one or two points about which would
like to talk to you this evening. l
came to you frankly and directly be-
cause I found one OF your cards In
the possession of a man who, while
mentally unbalanced, knows some
thing about the fake Maharanee d1a'
mond. After arriving here, 1 had the
opportunity to serve you in the way
Of protecting your property. n
wasted no time in meeting with you
You see fit to ignore my efforts In that
direction, although l may say that If II
had not been for me these second
story specialists would have been UP
or down the fire escape and many
blocks away long before you could
have caught them. l do not mind tell
ing you, Mr.. Sands, that even though
you we're center rush at Harvard, you
are not quick enough for Central Office
men. And now, when you find some
thing on one Of these men that may
- - - - ko~nct IN ~ In,
stead of letting me see it, or telling
me it's contents-rd take you word
for it-you stuff 1t into your pocket
and tell me to go to blazes. Moreover
when l ask you what disposition you
want made of these burglars, you al
j most tell me it's none OF my 3
ness"
Britt rocked on his heels and thrust
his hands into his pockets with force
that was eloquent Of his ~displeasure
to anybody who knew him well.
Nov, let me tell you. Mr.. Sands
he went on, shat 1t is my business
what becomes Of these prisoners
They are going to the Tenderloin Pc
lice Station, and a charge Of burglary
is going to be entered on the blotter
against them"
II am not going to prosecute them
said Sands.
"Oh, you're not, aren't you? Well
/ think you will" returned Britz. ANY
way, II you don't feel like prosecuting
them, I'll do it myself. This case Is
not in your hands now; 1t belongs to
the people of the State OF New York,
and II you don't choose to appear az
complainant. I'll call you as a witness
for the State. So, Mr.. Sands, II you
are not hopelessly addicted to cigars
or cigarettes to the exclusion of all
others forms of the weed, permit me
to suggest that when we have left
you alone, you retire to the remote
background of you apartment, put
that in your pipe and smoke it,"
Sands became genuinely angry. 1t
took a good deal to disturb his equa-