The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1912-05-10
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Jones carefully folded the paper
of ''Sgibberish" and tucked it away
IN his card case.
= Bailey has been carried away
Ny two people in a buggy. They
We're strangers to the town. He
was injured and unconscious.
They still have him. Incidentally,
he has seriously interfered with a
daring ad highly ingenious enter
prise. That is all l can tell you
at present."
The clergyman found his voice.
I'm the name of heaven, Mr..
Jones'" he cried, tell me who
and what these people are."
Il don't know who they are. l
do know what they are. But 1t
can do no good to tell you the
one until l can find out the other.
Be sure of one thing. Bailey is
in no further danger. You'll
hear from me as soon as l have
anything definite to report"
With that, the Reverend Mr..
Prentice had to be content; that
and a few days later, a sheet of
letter paper bearing the business
imprint Of the Advisor, and en-
closing this advertisement:
WANTED-S Ft. type for sensation
livery in two weeks. A. Jones, Ad-
Visor, Astor Court Temple, N. Y.
City.
Had the Reverend Mr.. Prentice
been a reader of journals devoted
to the art and practice of print
ing, he might have observed that
message widely scattered to the
trade. 1t was answered by a
number of printing shops. But,
as the answers came in to Aver
age Jones, he put them aside, be-
cause none of the seekers for bus
mess was able to "show samples. "
Finally there came a letter from
Hoke and Hollins of Rose Street.
They would like Mr.. Jones to call
and inspect some special type up
on which they were then at work
Mr.. Jones called. The junior
member received him.
quite providential, Mr.. Jones'
he said. Were turning out some
single-letter, handmade type of
just the size you want. Only part
of the alphabet, however, Isn't
that a fine piece of lettering?"
He held up an enormous M to
the admiration of his visitor.
Excellent" approved Average
Jones'. "I'd like to see other let
tiers; A, for example,"
MIR. Hollins produced a symmet-
rical A.
And now, an R, If you please;
and perhaps ""
Mr.. Hollins looked at his visit
or with suspicion. you appear
to be selecting the very letters
which 1 have" he remarked.
Those which = err - would
make up the -er-legend, Mar,
velous Man-Like Monster" drawl-
ed Average Jones.
Then you know the Farleys, y
said the print man.
THE Flying Farleys?" said
Average Jones. "They used to dc
oscensions with firework trim.
mings, didn't they? No; I dom
exactly know them. But I'd like
to-"
That's another matter" re
torted Mr.. Hollins. annoyed al
having betrayed himself. "This
type Is decidedly a private-even
secret-order. l had no right
to say anything about it or the
customer who ordered it,"
Still, you could see that let.
ter left here for them reached
them, l suppose"
After some hesitation, the 9TH
er agreed. Average Jones sal
down to the composition of an
epistle which should be sufficient.
ly imperative without being toe
alarming. Having completed this
delicate task to his satisfaction
he handed the result to Mr.. Hol-
Inns.
"If you haven't already struck
off a proof of that line, you NIGH
do So" he suggested. 1--WE asked
the Farleys for print Of it; and
l fancy they'll be sending fol
one."
Leaving the shop he went di.
rect to a telegraph office, whenc,
he despatched two messages Il
Harwick. One was to the Rever
end Peter Prentice. The other wa.
to the local chief of police.
Continued Tomorrow.