Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-02-20

al ABOUT the room
30 TINS is The Refuge" he remarked.
Looks Ike the Eden NIusee.-AIy name
IS howell, he went on quickly as he
saw the quick look of offense in the young
Womans eyes, and he laid Il card before
rer on the desk. John Howell of The
evening JouTnal-commonly known as
NoseF Jack The Old Man sent me down
| mere to get w.ite-up Tor the Sunday
| paper, I've been getting all the soft ones
iately- he grinned cheerfully Last
week did a 'Alothers Rest at the beach
/ ana spent half day checking babies.
Miss Tonnes disapproval was now I'M
| fnlstaSabe Reporters and social workers.
are seldom kindred spirits because the
former fan to enthuse over the attempted
| cure OF cancers with court plaster Miss
| loNne, however, recognized the value of
puphcltY IN relief work and immediately
put handful OF pam phlets before him.
Here are all the pamphlets covering
our work, she said COLBY Mr. Howell
glanced at them out of politencss but
did not even pick them up.
| "Oh, | don't want that kind of done"
he said. Il want to get a flash al the
human side of it. It's the heart stuff thai
| gets them"
Taking the Rest Cure.
MISS EoWne smiled in unwilling sym
pathy with his fresh, good tured frank
| ness.
There's plenty of that here" she said,
soberly III
I'D like to nose around here for a
| while, as il We're taking the Refuge
cure suggested Howell III they get
me as reporter they won't talk I'll
pretend I'm down and out"
| ppm n frajd .Vo,, VIC c+r,,oIx - L.1 ,,;.,,. .,
Miss Towne told him. IAN our rsgulars
have gone to the Travel lecture al the
Peoples institute"
"Ah. just my luck" murnlured the re-
porter with the air of ore to whom dis
appointments were daily occurrence.
! But won't they come in afterwarG?"
oh. yes, some OF them will They
have no other place to go"
Then I'll stick around and enjoy the
scenery" he decided. He moved about
the room, taking in every detail with an
experienced eye
! We'll he said at last. I'D rather live
here than in one of those demi- fats"
| "Sh-sh"' Kissed the professor.
An right-all right" Howell apollo
gized, hastily. I'm sorry l didn't bring
my gum shoes. | suppose" he drew up
a chair and sat beside Miss Towne. II
! suppose everybody who comes in here to
| this Down-a and Out club has a hard lucl;
story, en-" rt
/ Yes, nodded Miss Towne She point
ed carefully to the professor and lowered
her voice. THAT man reading there was
professor in one of our leading univer-
stiles until drink got the best of him.
| He'll sit there and read until the lights
go out.
Howell surveyed him critically. and his
glance rested on the professors vermil-
lion nose.
He could go ON after tnat, ne sug-
gested. He carries his own iliumina-
| ton
| Miss Towne did not smile "IIo makes
! a little money now ana then by transla-
tons. Several authors employ him. You
know the king-I1dward Glance. Winthrop
| Clavering. Theodore Holder"
"Clavering"" repeated Howell.
| Yes"
''What-LittIe Nemoc"
Il don't know" said Miss Towne
| doubtfully. He writes crime stories"
Known as Little Memo"
| Yes, | know. my paper uses his stuff
| We call him Little Memo" lie shook
his head and gazed at kaufman "rhink
|
four-husher like Clavering! But | take
my hat off to him." he added swiftly
| He gets away with it
i've been told this Mr. Clavering has
run down hundreds of criminals in New
York remarked Miss Towne. timidly
| Howell chuckled silently Il wouldn't
go so far as to say that. He's full of
theories on the subject, but somehow or
! ia IN In
did succeed in catching a murderer once
and ever since he's been bug on the
subject. | think he'd give his right arm
| 20 catch another. Spends half his time
al police headquarters telling the po-
lice their business. He's a marvel! 10
YOU suppose" he inquired. dismissiug the
subject. some interesting subjects arc
likely to blow in here tonight"
oh. yes. You know this is a harbor
for disappointed hopes, the last port for
derelicts'
That's good" nodded Howell, approx
ingiy fishing for q pencil I'll use
that"
WHAT" asked Miss Towne, wonder
ingly.
THAT thing YOU just pulled about dere-
/ licts. Good for a leader for my dope,
Cruising Among the Derelicts.
| In the eagerneSS of his search TOR a
pencil-a reporter seldom has one-he
thrust his right hand into a pocket and
WINGED with pain as ne slowly withdrew
it, Miss Towne looked at him with some
concern and saw that the hand was badly
swollen and bruised. That's going to he
lime" he muttered. You want a job as
amanuensis?"
What an awful looking hand! she eX
claimed. How did YOU do that
ooh. beauty in distress explained
! Howell. with an airy wave OF the injured
member "No. the White Hope to the
rescue. ! was just coming out Of the
Cafe Rossemano about two hours ago
! when | bumped smash onto miN-up be
tween three wops and q young girl. 1t
seemed To be anybody's party, I've
grnncd. so | butted in 10 help the girl
| had Just come across with one good
wallop when some one clipped me one
behind the ear. Oh-oh, Good night.
he exclaimed. with feeling. II thought
MY whole family was killed. When /
came to the girl had disappeared. SAY.
he went on with real enthusiasm she