The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1911-02-09

"I wonder where the Jap will get
OFF," said Orme.
"Oh, he'll go right through to the
barns and take a Clark street car.
There's a lot of them Japs lives over
that way. He's one of 'em, I guess" !"
Unless he's somebody's cook or
valet"
Il don't believe he is. But, Of
course, you never know"
That's true" said Orme. "One
never knows"
AS the car plunged onward, Maku
suddenly put his hand in his pocket.
He drew it out empty. On his face
was an expression which may mean
surprise" among the Japanese. He
then fumbled in his other pockets, but
apparently he did not find what he
was looking for. Orme wondered
what it might be.
The search continued. A piece of
twine, a pocket knife, a handkerchief,
were produced in turn and inspected.
At last he brought out greenback,
glancing at it twice before returning
it to his pocket. Orme knew that it
must be the marked bill. But Maku
was looking for something else. His
cheek glistened with perspiration; ev-
identity he had lost something of
value. After a time, however, he
stopped hunting his pockets, and
seemed to resign himself to his loss
a fact from which Orme gathered that
the object of his search was nothing
so valuable that it could not be re-
placed.
When he had been quiet for time,
he again produced the greenback, and
examined it attentively. From the
way he held it, Orme judged that he
was looking at the well-Temembered
legend: Remember Person You Pay
This To-" Presently he turned it over
and held it closer to his eyes. He was,
of course, looking at the abbreviated
directions.
You'd think that Jap had never
seen money before" remarked the
conductor
Perhaps he hasn't-that kind" re-
piled Orme.
Maybe he guesses it's counter
felt"
Maybe"
Looks as though he was trying to
read the fine print on it"
Something you and never have
done, imagine" said Orme.
That's a fact" the conductor
chuckled. Il never noticed anything
about bill except the color of it and
the size of the figure"
(Which is quite enough for most
men,"
Sure! But l bet pass on a lot of
counterfeits without knowing it,"
Very likely. The Jap has evidently
finished his English lesson. See how
carefully he folds the htH before he
puts it away"
Were comin' to the barns" said
the conductor. Far as we CO."
As he spoke, the car slowed down
and stopped, and Maku arose from his
seat. Orme was at the top of the
steps, ready to swing quickly to the
ground, If Maku left the car by the
rear door. But the Japanese turne6
to the forward entrance. Orme waited
until Maku had got to the ground,
then he, too, descended.
Maku did not turn at once toward
the Clark street car that was waiting
to start downtown. He stood hesitant
in the street After a moment, his
attention seemed to be attracted by
the lights of an all-night restaurant,
not far away, and he crossed the
street and walked rapidly to the
cleaning sign.
Orme followed slowly, keeping on
the other side of the street. If Maku
was hungry, why, Maku would eat,
while he himself would wait outside
like starving child before a bakers
window. But Maku, it seemed, was
not hungry Through the window
Orme saw him walk to the cashiers
desk and apparently ask question
In ar swer, the woman behind the
desk jointed to a huge book which lay
on the counter near by. Orme recog.
niZCd it as the city directory.
For some time Maku studied the
pages. Then he seemed to appeal to
the cashier for help, for she pulled
the book to her, looked at him as
though she were asking a question
and then, rapidly running through the
laaves, placed her finger at certain
part of certain page and turned the
book around so that tha Jananese
could see. He nodded and, eitea bow
ing in curious fashion, came back tu
the street.
Orme bad. meantime. walked "a foE