The Washington times., 1911-01-21

, his face took on its stern look. so
you're that man. he said slowly. Il
remember about it. The mission ain't
far from here. Well. friend. one OF
my waiters'd fire me out of here fol
disorderly conduct If told you in plain
English what l think Of that trick.
But 1t was dirty low-down piece OF
business, and you deserve a lot more
than came to you"
David rose. very white. 1t was as he
had eXpected-another refusal. "Frona
what you say. then. 1 judge you care
to do nothing for me. Good morning"
Did I say SO? Set down. You're
talkin' the truth-that's somethin'. At
least, it don't sound much like one of
them pleasant little lies fellow makes
up to make a good impression. Well,
what dye want from me?"
David sat down. He spoke quickly,
desperately. his white face held tensely
upon the MAYORS. i came back from
ben trying for four months to get
work. No one will have me- I won't
tell you what I've ben through. must
have work II I'm to live at all. I've
come to you because | thought you
might help me get work-any kind Of
work"
For a minute or more the mayor 81
lently studied David's thin features.
Then he said abruptly:
Excuse me for leaving your trou-
I'm as empty as hat. I've got to have
a bite to eat, and you'n have some with
me. l don't like to eat alone. Oh!
John"' the deep voice roared out Say,
have your eggs? Scrambled? Scrambled
eggs, John, bacon. rolls, and coffee for
two.
Now. back to your troubles. friend. i"
He shook his head slowly. You're up
against a stiff proposition. There amt
ro,,cb oP n demand for ey-crooEo rIobt
now"
He once more began to scrutinize
David's face. Don't let this bother
you. friend; I'm just seein' what's in
side 70 you,'' he said, and continued
his stare.
One minute passed. two minutes. and
that fixed gaze did not move. David
grew weak with suspense; he knew the
was on trial, and that the next second
would bear his sentence. Suddenly the
table and grasped Davids. "It amt the
icy mitt for you; it's the warm hand.
Jobs are scarce, but let's see what I
can do for you. What kind Of work
have you done? I remember readin'
about you; wasn't you a professor, or
somethin' in that line of business?"
David swan in a vertigo Of vast re-
lief: his hand instinctively clutched the
edge of the table; the Mayors face
looked blurred, far away. Il was
WI1IeT-IOT magazines.
my pull wouldn't help you much in
that line" The Mayors eyes again be-
came keen. And I suppose you want
somethin' of the same sort-somethtn'
fancy?"
The dizziness was subsiding. ANY
thing-so it's work."
The Mayor meditated a moment.
"Weil. only know of one job just now.
and you wouldn't have it,
what is it," demanded David
tensely.
fThe agent Of the house where I live
told me a couple of days ago he wanted
a new janitor."
Observation-Disclosures rubbish
everybody swearin' at you-twelve dol
lars a month";
The wages made David hesitate. He
calculated. II" take tiff the agent
will have me-"
Hell have you Rogers takes a spe-
cial interest in men that're maxim the
fight you're maxim"
David half rose. Hadn't I better see
him at once?" he asked anxiously. The
job NAV be taken any minute"
Set down, young man. That Job ain't
goin' to run away. Here comes break
fast. Gee. I could eat house"
David made no boasts. but when he
rose from his first meal since the mid
night supper with Kate Morgan, thirty
three hours before, he had effaced his
share of the breakfast. He noted that
the mayors share had hardly been
touched, and the mayor saw he OBJ
served this. ct had a sudden turn Of
the stomach" the mayor explained. 'I
never know when it's going to say
there's nothin' doin'."
(The Continuation of This Story VIII
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