Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1914-09-08

HHc irif =1o tia~fttt tii.tf ie forgot |" whisper "l don't re.lsnn there's an, hodt in town better posted than me"
 "Reng ail 0ttir:l snspcctor. sns pected as ninch" returned Rlackie EeenIv interested "Thprr is q man in this town wlo goes away every littlr while. and no one knows where he goes or why"
 Henry Closbv." afirnrd the driver with | pronplness that shocked HInrl; ie. for he had only talked nt whimsical random, forgetting that in every town there is at least one man whose mex plained goingS and comingS are an ag gravntion and an insult
 'Describe that man," demanded Rackic
 We'll" oheyed the driver carefully and accurately. Henry C1oShy is n bachelor. about five foot nine fair tn middin. heavy set. dresses like dude. has q pink face. wears fancy eyeglasses. with q little dinguS like 2 spring tapemehSure to wind up thr string; has hne eyes and shiny black hair and beard and mnStnche He keeps the general store
 Not the party" declared Blackie dpiectedly and with an honest impulse to clear the unknown Closhy from III, just suspicion Then his whimsical nature came upprrmost again, and in spite of himself lie added, Unless he Gis"iiscS
 'I:v inks. never thought of that! exclaimed the driver, struck hy the startling snppoSiti"n. ''Whiskers iS the easiest disguise there is. I reckon
 Tt isn't the man.. hastily insisted Rlacllie. angry with himself for hay ing persisted in harnlirg ;l total Sttan ger. 'Is it. .Jm?'
 No" snapped WalIngford strug gling between amusement and annoy ance. "l'he man we're after is small and skinny" l
 The driver was silently thoughtful for three full blocks. Well. Henry Closby might be padded up," he sagelA concluded.
 Opposite the hotel stood the court. house. Greek temple with ex-sanded wooden columns. Down the steps and back into the portico had been slopcd warped and rickety wooden grand stand. Along the two sides of the square, stretching in front of the hit and miss board sidewalks, from the hotel to the courthouse stood perma nent booths. which were now providing indigestion and amusement to the visi itors from the resorts in the surround ing hills.
 Come on. Jim: let's join the festivi ties urged Blackie.
 Let's finish our dinner" implored Walingford. who was heavy after meals.
 "I've got little information fos you" Wallingford turned and found stopping to sit beside him. a fat faced thin old man with big silk bow at his collar. He put his hairy forefinger or Wallingfold's knee for impressiveness Henry Ciosby goes to Chicago, but ht gets his letters from New York. reckon that's queer"
 II don't know Mir. Closby," returned Walin.ford uncomfortablv anG with 2 ViclbtiS SEiIlCe HL fpllGkle. "Certainly not" agreed the native with sly smile and q tap of his finger Wallin.ford moved his knee. but tht finger followed "That's the trouble
 with Henry Closby. Nobody know! him Now. I'm the postmaster and q member of the city council, and reckon 1 know more about folks thai
 any man in this town.' Wnl!n"ford suddenly gripped the postmaster by the hand, and his bi:
 pink face radiated with pleasure.
 "'rhe very man l wished to meet" h'
 heartily asserted. Wont you have {
 cigar with me:'
 Much obliged" accepted the post
 master. putting the cigar in his pocket ''l don't smoke. but my brother EnOcl 6oes He's member of the city coun ciI. too. and runs the livery. feed anC
 sale stable and undertaking establish ment."
 Present my compliments to yonl
 brother EnOch." offered Wallingford
 "Does your son or your son-in-laW
 smoke. Mr.-Mr."-
 "Royler-Postmaster William Boy fer" admitted that gentleman. accept ing another cigar quite promptly "]
 handle all the mail. and l can get fact thn; nobody else can. If there's any
 reward''-
 "VouIl get yours" interrupted Wal iin.ford Just now don't think il would be wise for us to be seen talk fnu toUet bar too much Wallingford found Blackie in earnes converse with a lean and salloW gen tleman. who cracked the joints of hi! knlckles cease.essly when he talked. 'l.isten!" said Rlnckie to Walling ford in n hoarse whisper and. clutch ing him by the arm, drew both mel into the darkest corner of the porch "rhis is Mir Walter Kerr. a membe of the city council and proprietor O the drug store, and he probably know more about folks than any man in thi town" -~ Mr. Wallingford shook hands witt the gentleman whose elbow creaket and listened
 "Now. see what you make Of this,