The Mobridge news. [volume] (Mobridge, Walworth Co., S.D.) 190?-1917, 1913-05-09
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bad though But, as 1t is, guess
set me right with these people. You'll
have TO stand for me"
Jenkins looked alarmed. He ad
dressed the officers eagerly:
"Shelp me- he cried, his glance
tmpaling the prisoner with scorn, 81
never see this party before In the tel
years been In New York."
Call for the wagon. Tim" said
OKeefe shortly. indicating the
phone. The fools going to give
trouble. Kaboka Apartments, tel
them. Hurry; let's get him to the
street"
He made dive at the figure in the
chair and jerked him forward
But his grip seemed to slip and he
only moved his prisoner a few inches
He tried again with about the same
result
Get move on, Tim" be said pant
ingly He's bigger, somehow. than
he looks. and awful heavy; itll take
both of us. Get up. Braxton, unless
you want the club"
The man settled solidly IN the
depths Of the chair.
Club and be hanged" he replied
with snap OF his jaw. Il won't go In
any dirty police wagon-tAat's fat!
You may take me in a hearse first.
Get cab or a taxi. II have to go
with you"
"Gamey old sport, anyhow, by
Jove,' ! thought with sudden admir-
alton. Couldn't help 1t, dash It.!
Heart just went out to him. somehow.
| gently interposed as O'Keefe pre-
pared to lunge again.
III stand the cab for him. officer." a"
said with a smile, IF your rules,
don't you know, or whatever 1t is,
Will allow
| added In lowered voice:
Makes It devilish easier for you,
don't you know, and avoids such q jol-
ly row. And-er-I want to ask you
and your friend to accept from me a
little token OF my appreciation"
The policeman exchanged glance
with Tim and considered.
We'll, sir" he said, las to the cab,
OF course II you're a mind to want to
do that. it's your own affair"
He turned to his companion.
Just cancel that, Tim" he directed
Call four-wheeler"
Thank you, Lightnut," put in the
old man gratefully. You have got q
grain of decency left. by George. after
ALL"
Meantime, Jenkins was answering
my inquiry.
II don't believe, sir. you have a bit
OF cash in the house. You told me
80 when you were retiring"
BY Jove. remembered nowl Tho
poker game In the evening!
was wondering whether they
could use a check, when | spied Bill
ings wallet on the table
The very thing, by Jove!
Examination showed, first thing. a
wad of yellow-backs, fresh from the
bank. peeled off two and pushed
them into the officers hand.
This belongs to a friend OF mine"
! remarked; but it's Just the same as
my own, don't you know, and he won't
mind. Dash 1t. were Just like broth
ers."
A howl OF maniacal laughter from
the old fool In the chair startled US
both
Regular Damon and Pythias, damn
it," he gabbled, grinning with hideous
face contortions, "One for all, and
all for one! And just help yourself;
don't mind me. Why-hell."
O'Keefe prodded him sharply in the
shoulder with his night stick.
Stop your skylarking now, Foxy"
he admonished angrily, ''and come
on. Here the gentleman's gone and
put up his money for cab for you
and you ought to want to get out OF
his way SO he can rest"
Hes sure been kind to you," sup
plemented Tim. whose eye had noted
the passing OF the yellow boys.
Kind" mocked the old geezer,
showing his scattered teeth in a hor-
rible grin. Why. he's lulu. q reg
ular Samaritan"
mo names" warned OKeefe,
slightly lifting his night stick. Come
on to the street-you seem to forget
you're under arrest"
He added hastily:
And l ought to have warned you
that anything you may say. Foxy"
"Oh, you go to-Brooklyn!" snarled
Foxy. For two pins I'd knock your
block of. you fat-headed Irish fool!
Think I'm going down to the side
walk without my clothes?'
Are your clothes somewhere In this
building" | asked with some sym
pathy.
He whirled on mo sneeringly and
jeered like a jolly screech owl:
"Oh, no: not exactly In the build.
ing-they're on the fagpole on the
roof. OF course! He-he-hs! Bloody
good Joke, isn't it!'
sat on the edge Of the table wear
fly: and, catching the policeman's eye.
shrugged my shoulders significantly.
You're right. SIR" he said apologst-
ically. We won't fool a second Iong-