Dewey County advocate. [volume] (Timber Lake, S.D.) 1910-1913, 1913-01-31
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bad though. But, as it is, CUES.
you're the one now who will have t,
set me right with these people. You'll
have to stand for me-"
jenkins looked alarmed. He ad
dressed the officers eagerly:
"S'help me-" he cried, his glance
impaling the prisoner with scorn, 81
never see this party before in the ter
years been in New York."
Call for the wagon, Tim," said
O'Keefe shortly. indicating the
phone. "The fools going to give
trouble. Kahoka Apartments, tell
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 a move on, Tim," he said pant
ipgly. Hes bigger, somehow, than
he looks. and awful heavy; it'll take
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-that's nat!
You may take me in hearse first.
Get cab or taxi If l have to 60
with you!"
Carney old sport. anyhow, by
Jove!" I thought with sudden admir-
alton. Couldn't help 1t, dash 1t!
Heart just went out to him. somehow.
l gently interposed as O'Keefe pre-
pared to lunge again.
III stand the cab for him, officer"
said with smile, If your rules,
don't you know, or whatever it Is,
will allow
l added in a lowered voice:
Makes 1t devilish easier for you,
don't you know, and avoids such . 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, "as 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 a
grain of decency left, by George. after
ALL"
Meantime. jenkins was answering
my inquiry.
Il don't believe. sir, you have a bit
Of cash In the house. You told me
80 when you were retiring"
BY Jove, remembered now! The
poker game in the evening!
was wondering whether they
could use a check, when l spied Bill
lngs' wallet on the table.
The very thing, by Jove!
Examination showed, first thing, a
wad of yellow-backs. fresh from the
bank. peeled of two and pushed
them into the officers hand.
This belongs to friend OF mine,"
| remarked; "but it's just the same as
my own, don't you know, and he won't
mind. Dash it, we're 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. land come
IN. 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
,lemented Tim, whose eye had noted
he passing of the yellow boys.
Kind" Knocked the old geezer,
his scattered teeth in hor-
'ible grin. why. he's lulu. a reg
liar Samaritan"
mo names!" warned O'Keefe,
slightly lifting his night stick. Come
IN to the street-you seem to forget
you're under arrest"
He added hastily:
And l ought to have warned you
hat anything you may say, Foxy"
"Oh, you go to-Brooklyn!" snarled
Foxy. For two pins I'd knock your
block off. you fat-headed Irish fool!
Think I'm going down to the side
walk without my clothes?"
Are your clothes somewhere in this
l asked with some sym.
,athy.
He whirled on me sneeringly and
eered like a jolly screech owl:
"Oh. no; not exactly in the build
on the fagpole on the
'oof, Of course! He-he-he! Bloody |
FOOD joke. isn't it,"
l sat on the edge OF the table wear
ly; and, catching the policeman's eye.
hrugged my shoulders significantly.
you're right. SIR" he said apologet-
cally. I'VE won't fool second long
,r. Here. you take that side. Tim. !
let's pull"
And they did pull. tut. by Jove.