The evening world., 1911-06-13
BET HIS WHISPERS,
LOST EN-, SCARED
HIS WAKING WIFE
Thus Started Flight of Two
Night-C Clad Sprinters in
Bronx Streets.
LYNCHERS TOOK BEARD.
E. Manfred's English Sporting
Blood Led to FruitleSs At
tempt to "Welsh."
LYNCHERS TOOK BEARD.

IeIIlpt 10 WcISil.
Nfe for r. Manfred Bennett. since the
American team beat the British at polo.
has been just one hard knock after an
other. In the FIRST place. the mere Tact
that there was such a contest gave
his cronies in Meyers Bronx cafe fresh
Inspiration for the exercise OF their wit
at his expense and. 10 cap 81 all. II has
led 20 a facial Acknowledgement at a
time when every Englishman who can
raise a beard is the envled OF his fei-
lows because of the fashin set by His
HE Mejesty King George V.
For, be II known in tho beginning, II.
Manfred Bennett IL English-just ms
English as a man can be who was born
In L~ondon-has spent n good part OF his
life In the service in India IND has
lived only a few months In the Bronx.
1t sticks out all over him. AZ his friend
Thomas Reardon. would say. and he Is
proud OF It. Also he IL proud OF his SOL
disrly carriage. his personal a%cqualnt-
snos with 'Bobs Bahadur." under whom
he served. and extremely proud OF the
russst Van Dyke that covered the lower
side section of his face.
WOULDN'T BET MONEY, BUT
sTAkED TREASURED WHISPERS.
Hut these very qualities In t.. Man
free have. curiously enough to him.
been the excuse for all sorts OF FUN In
Meyers cafe, which Is near his apart
mont No. SO Paramount place. and the
more ho has argued for the glory
honor a England the more nave the
,estive Reardon and his friends 'kidded'
his whiskers. But Il. Manfred has been
through many a hard campaign. and
when the British polo team came over
he stood up for them for all he was
worth, and the arguments over long
drives and interference n the other
details OF the sport were such az had
never been heard in the Bronx before.
Finally an appeal was mads TO Mr.. Ben
nett's sporting blood several days before
the deciding match last Friday.
I'll bet you So We lick you." said
Thomas Reardon. and Il. Manfred an
0Wtre1 DOne.
Then he reflected . moment and .
large idea hit him.
Il say" no said, why bet money?
Ten you what III do. You chaps have
been chatting me a lot about my beard.
I admit l value II hlghly-not n one OF
you could raise n like it-and /
wouldn't part with II for a jolly sight
o than five pounds. But TO show
You my confidence in the English team.
III engase TO shave It on II we're beat
On, and In return you shall shave OF
your mustache II he Americans are
beaten"
Such a prospect was worth considera-
bly more than 81 to Mr.. Reardon AMI
tse wager was closed eagerly.
Then came the defeat OF the British
at Meadow Brook last Friday and the
jSkers waited impatiently at Meyers
cafe for L. Manfred, and thought up al
che funny things they would say TO hin
vhsn he appeared whiskeriess. But HI
cone not. and as the days passed hi
scarcity increased. 80 to speak.
Mr.. Reardon and his friends had abou'
conetuo,1 that chagrin and broken prid,
had ~ Il. Manfred back to EnglanC
anA were iamenting his departure whcr
he suddenly appeared. but bearded a.
always. and with o determined light II
his eye.
DEMANDED THEIR "PoUNp" OF
BEARD AND TOOK IT FoRciBLY
Il say. you chaps ne said when tn
yeil that greeted his appearance ha'
suhstded, II simply can't shave "
thte beard. i know ! made the wage
and all that sort OF thing. but ! sim
ply can't. y'know. Now. I'll tell 20
what I'll do. I'll pay you the f5."
Not on you life!'' cried Thoma
Reardon. I'VE want our pound c
learh."
I'm make 1t f~lO-sSo." aid e. Mar
fred.
Not a chance-get the shearsl
shouted his tormentors.
Ono hundred dollars" he pleaded.
agony.
Not for a t~housand-ott with thu
fringe"
Then Il. Manfred folded his arms an
assume a defiant figure.
a simply won't-so there" he said.
With a yell Mr.. Reardon and n
friends rushed upon him, bore him q
to- tho corner barber and held nj
down while the operation was pc
formed. Then they took him back
Meyers and spent several hours eel
brating their victory.
II was close TO dawn when y. Ma
fred crept into bis fiat. HIS wife Is
soind sleeper. and he crept into b
wttfont awakening her. He. too, n
Just about closed his eyes when I
house was aroused by q yell. A CO
gray ray had walled Mrs. Bennett a
exposed the unfamiliar shay
face beside her. She didn't stop to
veSusats. but shrieked and fled 70 ,
street. T.. Manfred folio wed. shout
explanations. but she pa used not, a
crying that thieves and mur5erers ",
after her, ran madly along Cent
B0uleyard.
In this wise they covered seve
blocks n not until they Reached O
Hundre and Sixty-fourth street ,
Mrs. Bennett spy a rescuer Bicycle
hceman Moore, who was astonished
receive a couple OF night-clsd figures
his arms almost at once.
Then there were explanations q
Mrs. Benefits hysteria subsidized. j
her r~eproaches didn't, and u she e,
meets Mr.. Thomas Reardon M any
his friends. there Is certain 10 be q 81
Coo rift In the Anglo-American cate