The Washington times., 1912-09-27
THE TINES DAILY SERIAL STORY
AWHITE STREAK OF DISASTER
By EDGAR FRANKLIN
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EDGAR FRANKLIN
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sisted Grafton. 1T would never in this
more Importance to me than I can tell
you; Think again; ,pobbs-i'il raise 1t
Tho dickens with. THAR, he said
he wouldn't take 4. There amt any
use o. wasting money!
"Eh7 What do you mean?"
II mean that we don't need to spend
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him the show to make all he could
and he wouldn't look at II that way.
Now, son, you've. got to come along
and open that box!"
''rve-what?"
ter box in the Grafton building and
take out the letter that's there
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Sure enough-why? You wouldn't do
1t because it's so cussed Irregular, ain't
that ay..! ~"
And you never do no irregular things,
"I-no" Dobbs spoke rather breath
lessly.
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The postmaster staggered backward
and regarded Grafton with frightened
eyes; Brady he quite ignored; 80,
gal about IL" he stammered. 1t
why. II was just matter OF your pull
Sure, And a few more things. hey !
guess yes. How'd that sound II I
let out the whole businessT T.
''You--you wouldn't dare! For your
own sake. you wouldn't dare!'
Revelations upon governmental and
municipal affairs were coming In rather
astonishinsly, and Grafton sat aghast.
II wouldn't dare. wouldn't l? why
wouldn't dare give the story to Mr.:
Grafton here and let him publish it7
And there's more that you and me
know about. Joe"
.'You-you-"
'Oh, that little Carstairs business for
one thing. Or that matter OF the city
mail carts, for another How about
them. Joe? How'd they look In the
Kenyonviile Herald, hey7"
Dobbs dropped back into his chair,
white-lipped and scared.
"Jim-Bradyn he gasped.
The politician shifted his cigar to
the other side Of his mouth. His voice
became quite suave once more.
But OF course none O. them things
are ever coming OUT" he said, softly.
This is just a little talk among
You ain't got a great deai to fear from
me. Joe. and you know It. I'm willing
to give any man a square deal. and
was willing to see Grafton here pay
what he thought It was worth. but SO
longs you tried to do him dirty, Joe,
Us different? II I'm going to be the
boss o. this district" he announced
with a force that struck Grafton al
odd, I'm going to be the boss. and no,
the kind O. guy that any postmaster
saR take poa ptsy to "ssa Fet ready Jas aS% '0ns
Dobbs' face was drawn and white.
'Jim-i don't dare" he whispered.
"Well-he-" Brady scowled at him
angrily. Then his face cleared sudden
the letter-boxes In town, haven't your
| Yes"
Where is lt9"
AT the Office.
| You lie!" said Brady. calmly. Where
! upstairs" Dobbs bit his lips.
"'I;m "GG get lit"
You go get that keyw thunderet
Dobbs rose, stared and shufned out
| the politician shook his head ant
growled something under his breath.
| For many minutes they waited. Woul,
Dobbs comply or would he perhaps TAX
| another way out Of the house. Woult
| he
But the shuttle Of the bedroom slip
pers was heard again, and Dobbs ap
| peared upon the stairs. Silently, ne en-
tered the parlor and silently he held on
key to Brady. The politician regard
ed II for a minute and hurled It into tn
| corner.
! You blamed fool" he snaried
| whats got into you tonight? VIII
dye think you're dealing with-a Kid
The key that opens them boxes Is
fiuted key. not nat chunk of iron lik
that! Are you going to"
The postmaster's trembling hand wen
to the pocket OF his bath robe and cam
forth with another key. He held It ou
and Brady snatched It and grunted ap
provingly.
There it isr' groaned Dobbs. AN
God help mel - ,.-. ~. ....
Brady laughed easily.
| Continuation Of This Story VII
he Found In Tomorrow's
Issue Of The Times.