Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1914-03-06

face that the beard left exposed to the
world. What part had Thaddeus Boil
ton. holder of the Crandall chair ol
com parative literature, in this net
work Of odd alarms? Why was he a,
Baldpate, and why was he so little
moved by the rapid changes in the
makeup of the inn colony, changes
that left Mr.. Magee gasping? He
took them as calmly as he would
take his grapefruit at the breakfast
table. Only that morning Mr.. Magee
by way of experiment, had fastened
upon him the suspicion Of murder
and the old man had not f1ickered an
eyelash.
Mr.. Max inserted loud yawn into
the professors discourse.
"Once 1 played chess with a Ger
man." he said, "and another time
went to a lecture on purifying poll
tics, but 1 never struck anything SC
Imonotonous as this job / got now.
was Just thinking as 1 set here how 1t
all comes Of people being suspicious
of one another. Now, I've always
held that the world would be better
place if there wasn't no suspicion IN
lit. Nine times out of ten the suspi-
cion amt got leg to stand on, II sus-
picion can be said to have a leg
Evidently Mr. Max desired the
floor: graciously Professor Bolton
conceded it to him.
Speaking of suspicion" continued
the drab little man on the threshold
turning his cigar thoughtfully be-
tween his thin lips. reminds me Of
case told me by Pueblo Sam a few
wears ago. In some way it's real
funny, and in others it's sad as ha-
des. Pueblo Sam was called in them
terms because he'd never been west
of Sixth avenue. He was swell, re-
fined gentleman who lived by his
wits, and he had considerable.
A confidence man." suggested Ma
gee.
something along that order" ad-
mitted Mr.. Max, but a good sport
among his friends, you understand
Well, this case of suspicion Sam tells
me about happened something like
this: One scorching hot day in sum-
mer Sam gets aboard the Coney boat,
his idea being to put all business
cares away for an hour or two and
just float calm and peaceful down the
bay and cool off. So.he grabs a camp
chair and hustles through the crowd
up to the top deck, beside the pilots
hangout, and sits down to get ac-
quainted with the breeze, if such
there was.
We'll. he'd been sitting there
about ten minutes, Sam tells me,
when along came about the easiest
picking that ever got loose from the
old homestead
Il beg your pardon, protested
Professor Bolton.
THE ready money, the loosened
kale, the posies in the garden wait
ing to be plucked." elucidated Mr.
Max. This guy, Sam says, was such
perfect rube he just naturally look
ed past him to see if there was a
trail of wisps of hay on the floor
For while Sam sit there with a
crouch as he thought how hard il
was to put business aside and get a
| little rest now and then and debat-
| ing whether, being on a vacation, as
| it was, he'd exert himself enough tC
stretch forth his hand and and take
whatever money the guy had. While
he was arguing the matter with him
self the jay settled the question by
coming over and sitting down near
him.
Hes in the city. he tells Sam, tc
enjoy the moving pictures of the
streets. and otherwise forget trees
back home that grow the cherries in
the bottom of the cocktail glasses
And believe me- says he to Sam
there amt none of those confidence
men going to get me. I'm too wise,
he says.
"In bet money you are Sam tells