Evening star., 1912-11-17

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him directly into Mr. Elns ofce-a large impressive
looking man, you know, with full round face and
wearing eyeglasses
DIDDIE forgets to mention the shiny frock coat and
the forty-four-nch waist line; but for all that |
spots him the minute he hits the brass gate, which he
does about ten minutes before closin' time.
DIR. Bingstetter?' says cautious.
Il am he, Is the answer.
"S-s-s-s-sh!" says |, putin foretinger to my lips
warnin
"s-s-s-s-sh.~ echoes the Doc tiptoein through the
Then up comes Piddie walkn his too, and the
three of does footpad sneak into Old Hckorys Of
fee. There wa mt any wild call for me to stay as |
knows Of but as long one threw me out thought
I'd stick around
must say too the Doc looked and acted the part.
First off he sits there bnkin wise behind his glasses,
and sign his big heavy face he listens to all
Pdtlie and Mr.. Ellins tell him about the
Also when he askn questions his own hook he
makes noise like mighty intellect changn gears.
"M-rn-n1-m says he, pursn' up his lips and studyn
the bouquet thoughtful six ox-eyed daisies, four
sprays of goldenrod and three marshmalow bloonS,-
thirteen in all And this is the fourth bunch: Now the
Others Mr. Elins they were not precisely like this one.
they?'
Blessed if know" saws Old Hickory "No, come
think of it, they all different"
"Ah, thought sol" says the Doc, sort of suckin in
his breath satisfied Now, just what flowers did the
first one contain, should like to know"
Why, hang it all, man, can't remember!s says Old
Hickory. Il threw the things into the waste basket.
Ah, that careless, very careless says the Doc.
1T would have helped. One ought to cultivate, Mr..
Ens the habit of accurately observing small details.
However, shall what be done with this. and
he Fuckers his lips burrows up his noble
brow and gazes steady floral exhibit No. 1, turnn it
round slow between his fat fingers and almost goin
trance over 1t.
Hadn't YOU better take look around the offices,
suggests Old Hickory, Examine the doors, and on2
BlnpStetter.
rupton NO bypaths The trained mind rejects every
thing contrbutory subordinate. 1t refuses to be led off
into of unsupported conjecture. 1t seeks only
the vital primogenitive fact, the hidden truth at the
heart of things. And that is all here-here!"
Pddie leans forward for another look at the flowers,
and wags his head solemn, edges around for closer
view myself, and Old Hickory sares puzzled.
you don't mean to say, says he "that just by gaz-
ing at few flowers YOU can"
"S-s-s-sh!7 breaks in the Doc, holdin up warnin
hand. at is coming. | am working outward from the
detintve proportions, assuming shape.
We'll what's the resuto' demands the boss, htchin
restless in his chair.
Patience, my dear Sir, patience, says the Doc
soothn. "The introdeductive method cannot be hur-
RED 1t is exact process, requiring utmost
traon, until in the fullness of the moment All, l
have it,"
"Eho7 says Old Hickory.
"One moment says the Doc. "A trifing detail is
still missng,-the day of the week. Today is Wednes-
day. is it noto Now, on what day of last week did YOU
receive a-er-simlar tokeno"
Old Hickory finally reckons up that it must have been
last Wednesday.
And the week before? goes on the Doc. "The bunch