Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-11-06
BY EARL DRRR BIGGRRs
Copyright by BObbs- Merrill Co.

tionable. For an open streetcar sug-
gests summer and. the ball park:
Baldpate Inn, as 1t shouidered darlSly
into Mr.. Magee's ken, suggested WIN
ter at it's most wintry
About the great black shape that
was the inn, like arms, stretched
broad verandas. Mr.. Magee remarked
upon them to his companion.
Those porches and balconies and
| things no said, twill come in handy
in. cooling the fevered brow OF
genius
There amt much fever in this 10
cality," the practical Quimby assured
him. especially not in winter"
Silenced. Mr.. Magee followed the
lantern of Quimby over the snow to
the broad steps, and up to the great
front door. There Magee produced
from beneath his coat an impressive
key. Mr.. Quimby made as though to
assist, but was waved aside.
This is q ceremony" Mr.. Magee
told him. Some day Sunday, news
paper stories will be written about It.
Baldpate Inn opening its doors to
I the great American novel;"
He placed the key in the lock,
turned It, and the door swung open.
4 +.
had even encountered swept out from
the dark interior. He ,shuddered. and
wrapped his coat closer. He seemed
| to see the white trail from Dawson
City, the sledge dogs Struggling on
with the dwindling provisions, the rat
Eskimo guide. begging for gum drops
by his side.
"Whew," he cried, we've discov-
4 cred another Polei''
It's stale air., remarked Quimby.
You mean the Polar atmosphere, y
replied Magee. Yes, it is pretty stale
Jack London and DR.. Cook have
worked 1t to death"
Il mean," said Quimby, "this air
mas been In here alone too long. It's
as stale as last weeks newspaper
We couldn't heat it with a million
fires. Wen have to let in some warm
air from outside first"
Warm air-humph," remarked Mr.
Magee. Dell, live and learn"
The two stod together In a great
pare room The rugs had been re-
moved. and such furniture as re-
manned had huddled together, as II
for warmth, in the centre of the floor
When they stepped forward the
sound of their shoes on the hard
wood seemed the boom that should
wake the dead.
This is the hotel office,' explained
Mr.. Quimby.
AT the left OF the door was the
clerks desk; behind It loonaed a great
| safe, and series of pigeon holes for
the mall of the guests. Opposite the
front door wide stairway led to 4
landing halfway up, where the stairs
were divorced and went to the right
and left In search OF the floor above
Mr.. Magee surveyed the stairway
critically.
"A great place." he remarked. ptc
show on the talents Of your dress
maker, Ell, Quimby? Can't Won isai
see the stunning gowns coming dowr
that stair in state, and the younR
men below here agitated In Their
/ bosoms?"
"No, l can't" said Mr. ouimb,
frankly.
81 can't either, to tell the truth
laughed Billy Magee. He turned III
| his collar. TITS like picturing a sum.
mer girl sitting on an iceberg ant
! swinging her open-worl1 hosiery owe,
the edge. i don't suppose it's neces
sary to register. I'll go right up anc
select my apartments
It was upon a suite of rooms that
bore the number seven on their dool
that Mr.. Magee's choice fell A larg,
parlor with a fireplace that a few
blazing logs would cheer, bedroom
whose bed was destitute of all saw,
mattress and springs, and a bath
room. comprised his kingdom. Here
too. all the furniture was piled In tn,
centre of the rooms. After Quimb,
had opened the windows he begar
STRENGTHENING the furniture about.
MIR. Magee inspected his apartment
The windows were all of the low
French variety, and opened out upor
a broad uncovered balcony which
was in reality the roof of the frs
floor veranda. On this balcony Mages
stood moment, watching the trees
on Baldpate wave their black arm,
lin the wind, and the lights of Upper
+ Asquewan Falls wink knowingly VI
lat him. Then he came inside, and hi
Investigations brought him present.,
TO the tub in the bathroom.
Fine" he cried. "a cold plunge ii