Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-03-16

| consider. | suppose | might get you into
broker Office, if you'd had any experience.
No. And I'm afraid you re not equipped to
| take situation as private secretary, are youo'
whats the matter with starting him out
in the real estate business puts in Pinck-
ney, giving him charge of some of your
downtown property
Say, them two developed some weird
ideas durin' the next few minutes. About
all they omitted mentonin' was piotin
aeroplanes and passin' the plate in church.
But somehow they couldn't hit on anything
that seemed to fit Mr. Kreger's peculiar
talents. They worked hard over it too.
Chandler shucks his fur coat and PAGES up
and down, conSumn cigarette to every
| ten laps. Pinckney wrinkles his noble brow
and rubs his chin with the silver crook of his
| walkin' stick.
Meanwhile Mr.. Kreiger is gettin' more or
less uneasy. | catches him gain longin' at
the door, and of course puts it down to the
fact that he's afraid he's troublin' someone
| At last, though, they both gives it up, and
| Chandler announces that perhaps the best
thing, after all, would be to wait few days
| for something to turn up.
"And until it does, says he, I'll look out
| for YOU"
"Eh?' says Oscar, starin' at him.
"At home, SAYS Chandler perhaps YOU
wouldn't mind helping my man little3'
| @Say," says l, @you amt thinkin of takin'
a-well, him into your house, are you?7
Chandler laughs easy. "You don't I'M
derstand, McCabe,' says he. Il look upon
| Oscar here as a brother in distress. He's
been unfortunate. He has lacked opportu-
mites. 1t may be that he has lived unwisely
For that reason he needs my help all the
more. He trusts me: why shouldn't trust
him2"
"By Jove, thought exclaims Pinckney
"Ripping!'
1t was as good as stage picture too,-
Chandler standin there, big and classy, with
one arm laid churnmy across the Weasel's
sagged shoulders, and his chin up defiant
And then beside him this shrimp, his head
down, glancin' sleuthy at me to see how I'm
goin' to take it.
"Far be it from me, says |. "You ought
to know what you're DOM
"I'm only trying to do something worth
while for once in my life, says he. Il was
looking for Just such an opportunity So he
| is to go home with me. Oscar, may | ask
! to give me Z, hand with this overcoato"
IpSCAR does it neat and prompt. He's a
- slick performer when it comes to hand
| lin things He has Chandler into the coat
in jiffy, smooths down the fur collar, and
tucks him in as dexterous as clerk in a
clothin' store. Why, them long, slim fingers
| of his simply flashes here and there, and the
next thing | know Oscar is standin' one side
with both sets of lunch hooks showed care
less into his side pockets. That amt all |
| spotted, either. It's only a glimpse; but
it's enough.
"Just minute" says I. @Swifty Joe
seems more or less posted on Mr.. Kreiger;
but you amt called on him for suggestions.
He might dig up something practical. Who
knowso What do you say?'
None of EN- seemed greatly stuck on my
brilliant idea; but | pushes it SO hard they
don't have a chance to object.
all bring him in, anyway" says l. at
won't do any harm. Hey, Swiftly
He's bit grouchy over bein' barred OUT
but proceeds to josh him along.
"We've been tryin' to find some sort of a
job to fit Mr.. Kreiger," says |, "and we can't
seem to strike it right. Now you've known
him sometime; eh, Swiftly"
ever since he done his first turn in FL
mira" says Swiftly.
"Ah, yes, says l. "NIere detail. Some
mistake about that, expect"
"They caught him friskin' a souse one
New Years Eve says Swiftly. Hardly
sixteen he was then too. He's been put
away twice since.
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