Arizona republican. [volume] (Phoenix, Ariz.) 1890-1930, 1911-03-30
THE M|SSPELLED WORD
BY Robert Carlton Brown
Copyright, 1909, by the Pearson Pub
fishing Company.
BY Robert Carlton Brown
Copyright. 1909, by the Pearson Pub.
CONTINUED From Yesterday

you stay here; il I'm not back IN
one hour get the Police Captain to give
you eight officers and come at once to
! these two addresses. It's evident the
bad money is emanating from these
East Indians. l want to talk It over
alone with their managers. Send four
Of the policemen to this first address
on Surf Avenue and you come along
TO the Coney Island Bowery yourself
with the other four. II you're denied
entrance at either address, force your
way in.s
Without a word Christopher Poe
darted out Of the building and threw
himself into the tangle Of merry-ma-
kers In the street. 1t was a gay night
at Coney and with difficulty Poe made
speed to the address on Surf Avenue.
There he found roomy lodging
above a moving picture show and
asked for the proprietor, one OF the
two managers of East Indian shows he
had picked out to call upon.
He received information that the
man was not in and wouldn't be until
the next day. Somewhat disappointed,
Poe walked slowly down the steps and
stood for a moment on the curb.
Then he glanced at the card. The
other name and address was:
EDGEwoRTH HORTON,
rs Bowery.
Deep, cynical wrinkles between
nose and mouth formed unconsciously.
he drew his broad-brimmed straw hat
close over his eyes and turned quickly
into the Bowery.
AT number rs Christopher Poe found
4 big gay music-hall, with the stereo-
typed dancing and singing girls. On
the lurid bill in front was a huge ad-
vertisement:
EAST INDIAN TROUPE OF 10 PER-
FORMERS
IA. SNAUTCH DANCERS
JUGGIERs
SNAKE-CHARMERs
AS he came to Snake-charmers on
the list the banker-detective's eyebrows
shot up in sudden interest: then he
walked into the cafe and seated him
self at a table. II was a large sub
stantial place, doing a tremendous
business. and Poe took in all the de-
tails carefully, noting the height OF the
ceiling and the two passages upstairs,
one on either side.
Having taken a sip of the tasteless
beer placed before him, Poe slipped |
from his chair and walked through one J
of the side doors, ascending a narrow
pair of stairs.
At the top was a big door, closed. |
Poe stepped up and knocked on it. A |
full minute he waited. vaguely con-
scious Of the fact that unseen eyes
were peering at him from somewhere
nearby.
Suddenly the door swung open noise
lessly and an East Indian servant.
dressed severely in black silk, bowed
10 him with funeral grin.
81 should like to see Mr.. Horton"
said Poe in a hurried. business-like
tone. I'm from Atlantic City, you
know. Tell him Mr.. Hardy I've got
two new places over there and I'd like
10 get hold Of a good troupe OF East
Indians"
The servant bowed, took the prof
Tered card, bowed again and abruptly
slammed the door in Poe's face.
Cool one, . exclaimed the banker
Wonder where he was watching me
rom before he opened the door He
,ertainly's got some lookout hole.
Didn't look at me curiously, must have
)een watching me-"
Two minutes elapsed: then the door
lid open and the East Indian bowed
lin to enter.
1t was a strangely cool and restful
apartment, seemingly far removed
rom screening, sweating Coney,
hough below was a riotous music hall
md there was a breakneck toboggan
Nth shrieking joy-riders just across
he street
Poe noted with interest the thick
less of that front door. 1t was at
east eight inches, doubtless to make
sound-proof.
Having been guided through a pleas :
Mt little reception room with several i,
eavy chairs and a deep-napped carpet,
,0e wae yeharad into Ioroa couoro "