Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-09-14
DIPPING
THE DIPS
WITH
DICK DOBBS

w free-lance writing game in New York
City stumbled on line of work that
promised at least living. l began writing nickel
novels for boys. The series turned out dealt with
the doings of one Dick Dobbs, whose trusted assis-
tant another, Shadow Steve At the beginning
turned out one Shadow Steve novel week, for
fifty dollars week; later my price was raised to
eghty-five dollars for each story 1t hard work
to write thirty-two thousand hair-breadth words
week; but did it. usually leaving my story until
two days before it had to be printed, and then
sitting UP two nights in succession to finish time
On one occasion had only ten hours in which to
write the thrty-two thousand words. quickly
figured that stenographer could hardly do the job
in that time, and called up fellow writer telling
him if he would pick up his typewriter and walk to
my house I'd give him twenty-five dollars for
day S work. He agreed, possibly because he needed
the twenty-five, and l jumped to my machine
pounding out "Chap l." over the title, Shadow
Steve Hot Trail
Shadow Steve opened his eyes. Hot pains were
shooting up and down his arms as though livid fire
was running through them. He poweress to
The avenging demon of Electricity had clutched him
to her bosom, and he could not have removed his
hands from those cruel steel grips if his life had de-
pended on it.
He realized then that the steel handles which he
had held while sitting beside the stranger in the
automobile had been electrified, and that the driver
had thrown enough power into them to make Steve
partly insensible. The seat fitted out like
electric chair. and Shadow Steve trapped
Steve goes in this manner to the villain SPUR
rel Brady appropriately pictured with his
stub of a cigarette smoldering in his stubby
tache). Squirrel Brady throws him, manaced, int
dungeon, and explains through the keyhole:
Il call this my diminishing room. You see it is onl
six feet square As go out electricity will
turned this The four walls of STEEL soil
steel, the floor and the ceiling of wood. Every time
touch the wall you get shock Be careful about turnn
in your sleep. Shadow Steve. Ha-haaaa!' laughe
the villain Moreover the will keep getting smaller
The walls will draw together that in six hour
you will be corpse charred corpse dead doornai
burned ash by electricity, and my revenge shall
sweet and complete.
Steve did muscle he heard of the horrib
that stared him in the face If he had die he woul
die game. and vince before this fendish
rascals.
Turn the juice ordered Poker King Squirrel Brad
with demoniacal laugh which echoed through the boe
built in of the steel sides of the dungeon That
what'r croak him.!
With horrid whir of Dynamo sparks began y fror
all of the and Shadow Steve stood with
acled hands in the diminishing ROOM the heish of
modern torture chambers
Did Steve stay there six hours and let Poker Kin
Brady have the "sweet and complete revenge of senc
ing his ashes to Dick Dobbs, his detective frienc
through the nearest branch crematory? Not on YOU
life! Shadow Steve Chick Carter or Handsom
Harry deserted by Dick Dobbs or Nick Carter O
Diamond Dck2 Never Perish the thought-an