New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1911-07-16

qucncc described what had taken place after having left
the restaurant The old man only laughed.
Fcn'on grew more vehement; but his tale was IN
credible The old man sat down on the floor with his
feet on the ladder, and roarcd till ne wcpt.
81 say" he shouted, 81 know where YOU belong, and
there YOU 90 too and that the Liars Club right away!
That story will get the prize tonight, all right. Robbed,
ch? Pockets full of diamonds and rublcS and truck!
Fine Saw bv the time we get down there YOU touch
that tale up bit and make it hum! Never drunk in
your life thea? Say, YOU certainly must have been up
against some merry Iags this evening! Well ! like
practical Joke as well anyone, provided II amt on
me. Come on down, and II nave you initiated rignt
away
But I've got to hurry up to ITarlcm!" Fcnton in
sisted. 81 must give notice right away that the Jewels
have been stolen.
"YOu re coming with me 10 the Liars Club first! the
old man repeated.
"What the deuce is that" Fenton wondered if he
had to do with crazy man.
ooh, lust a crowd Of good fellows that meet every
night to swap yarns, that's all We have to tell a tale
apiece; lies truth, il don't matter 50 long as the
story's good. Only, no one can peep about anything
aftcrward That's the only rule; that, and no news
paper men. Because why; Some OF stories come
pretty being the ruthnot like this fairy tale Of
yours, and he pobcd Fenton in the ribs.
well, have no time for ioOling around. don't care
how good time you have You've got to get me a hat
and pair Of trousers somewhere and let me gol'
"\ot bit OF n. Don't you think it, The old man
grew surly. you come with me. or YOU 90 out half
naked whichever suits YOU best. But if you're a good
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something to your legs And, saving he went
down the ladder.
Fcnon had desire to 80 abroad upon the street in
his present condition y combination of blood and
birds eggs had srcakcd his shns with scarlet and vel
low The filth the floor Of the grrc, had left his
Il sight for mrth. Moreover, he found he had no hat
and no money He picked his way down the ladder.
therefore in ubant frame Of mind, but determined
to make the best OF his situation. Perhaps Of the
members OF this extraordinary club would take his tale
seriously. But, willy nlIly there nothing to do but
follow his chucklng guide Peter Stow, the pigeon
iancicr led the way down flight OF stairs and through
door in the uckcty PARTITION abruptly into the next
stable loft.
A WlIOOP Of laughter greeted his entry. as Fcn,on
found himself IN large room filled with tobacco
smoke, roughly fitted up with straw chairs and a long
table. About key OF beer IN the group OF men
turned III amazcmcnt 10 his ridiculous figure and
came forward 10 make Il hilarious inspection OF him
The pigeon tancicr introduced him. Gents, here's
the przc live liar OF the evening captured after hard
struggle III my pigeon loft making omclcs and murder
ing my squads. say keep his story till the last: cause
why It's dead sure ior the przc' He turned 10 Fcnton
and exhibited him as # he were a curiosity.
"Gcntcncn I've been robbad' Fenton exclaimed
au,nK II appeal io YOU Ia give mo assistance"