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

90 TINS Is The Refuge, he remarked.
LOOKS IKE the Eden Musee!-NIy name
IL HOWELL he went on quickly as he
saw the quick look of offense in the young
Womans eyes and he laid card before
ner on the desk. John Howell of The
Evening Journal-commonly known as
| Nosey Jack The Old Man sent me down
mere to get write-up for the Sunday
paper I've been getting all the soft ones
] lately he grinned cheerfullv. Last
| week did Mothers Rest at the beach
and spent half-a day checking babies.
| MISS ToWne's disapproval was now I'M
mlstagable. Reporters and social workers
| are seldom kindred spirits because the
| former IAN to enthuse over the attempted
cure OF cancers with court plaster Miss
| loWhe however, recognized the value of
| publicity IN relief work and Immediately
put handful of pamphlets before him.
Here are all the pamphlets covering
our work, she said coldly Mr.. Howell
glanced at them out of politeness but
did not even pick them up
On, | don't want that kind of done"
he said. Il want to get a flash at the
| human side of it. It's the heart stuff that
gets them"
Taking the Rest Cure
Miss Towne smiled in unwilling SYM
pathy with his fresh, good-natured frank
ness
There's plenty of that here" she said.
| soberly
'Td like to nose around here for a
while, as if | We're taking the Refuge
cure suggested Howell IF they get
me as a reporter they won't talk I'll
pretend I'm down and out"
IN afraid you've struck bad night
Miss Towne told him. "All our regulars
have gone to the Travel lecture at the
Peoples institute"
"Ah, just my luck" murmured the re-
porter with the air of one to whom dis
appointments were daily occurrence.
But won't they come in afterward?'
'Oh, yes, some of them will They
have no other place to 60"
Then I'll stick around and enjoy the
scenery" he decided. He moved about
the room, taking in every detail with an
experienced eye.
Well he said at last "I'd rather live
here than in one of those demi-hats"
'Sh-sh" Kissed the professor.
All right-all right" Howell apollo
gized, hastily. I'm sorry I didn't bring
my gum shoes. l suppose" he drew UP
a chair and sat beside Miss Towne 81
suppose everybody who comes in here to
this Down andOut club has hard luck
story, eh?"
Eyes" nodded Miss Towne She point
ed carefully to the professor and lowered
! her voice. THAT man reading there was
a 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 that" he sug-
gested. He carries his own ilumina-
/ ton"
J Miss Towne did not smile. "He makes
| a little money now and then by transla-
! tons Several authors employ him. You
know the king-Edward Glance Winthrop
| Clavering, Theodore Holder"
"Clavering?" repeated Howell
| Yes"
"What-Little Nemo?'
Il don't know" said Miss Towne,
doubtfuy. He writes crime stories"
Known as Little Memo"
Yes, know, my paper uses his stuff
We call him Little Memo" He shook
| his head and gazed at Kaufman. Think
! of an eX-college professor working for
four flusher like Clavering! But I 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, tmidly.
Howell chuckled silently 81 wouldn't
so so far as to say that He's full of
theories on the subject, but somehow or
other they fail to connect | believe. He
did succeed in catching a murderer once
and ever since he's been bug on the
subject l think he'd give his right arm
to catch another. Spends half his time
at police headquarters telling the po-
lice their business. He's marvel, Do
you suppose" he inquired dismissing the
subject some interesting subjects are
likely TO blow in here tonight?'
ooh, yes. You know this is a harbor
for disappointed hopes, the last port for
derelicts."
That's good" nodded Howell, approx
ingly, fishing for a pencil. "Tll use
that"
"What?" asked Miss Towne, wonder
ingly.
THAT thing you just pulled about dere-
lets Good for a leader for my dope,
Cruising Among the Dereicts. "
In the eagerness of his search for
pencil.-a reporter seldom has one--he
thrust his right hand into pocket and
WINGED with pain as he 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 be
fine" he muttered. You want a job as
amanuensis?"
what an awful looking hand" she ex-
claimed "How did YOU do that
"Oh, beauty in Distress explained
Howell with an airy wave of the injured
member mo, the White Hope 10 the
rescue l was just coming out of the
Cafe Rossemano about two hours ago
when / bumped smash onto mtX-up be-
tween three wops and a young girl. II
seemed to be anybody's party he
grinned. 80 ! butted in to help the girl,
had just come across with one good
WALTON when some one clipped me one
behind the ear Oh-oh! Good night!
he exclaimed, with feeling, 81 thought
my whole family was killed When /
came to the girl had disappeared. Say,
he went on with real enthusiasm, she
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