Rocky Ford enterprise., 1914-03-13
a present from some admirins constit.

q present from SOmo AuuNluS Cousllt-
uent"
He threw back his head and laughed.
but McCarthy's ready anger rose.
Where did the stuff come from?"
"Out of the fresh air." replied the
operator. From most anywhere In
side the zone of communication"
Couldn't you tell who sent it?"
mo way. 1t wasn't signed Come
from quite distance. though"
How can you tell that?"
You can tell by the way 1t sounds.
Say, they ought to be law about
these amatoors cluttering up the air
this way. Sometimes l got to pick my
own dope out of dozen or fifteen
messages all ticking away in my head.
piece at once"
Il know the crazy slob what sent
'em. all right. all right" growled Nc
Carthy. Hes nutty for fair"
well, IL he's nutty. l wish you'd
hurry his little trip to Matteawan."
complained the operator, turning away.
The boss went to his office. where
he established himself behind his
tabletop desk. There all day he con-
ducted leisurely business of mysteri-
GUS import, sitting where the cool
autumn breeze from the river brought
Its refreshment
There were two other. inner. offices
to McCarthy's establishment. in which
sat a private secretary and an office
boy. Occasionally Mccarthy. with
some especial visitor, retired to one OF
these for a more confidential CONVEX
sation. The secretary seemed always
very busy; the office boy was often in
the street. At noon Mccarthy took
lunch at small round table In the
cafe below. When he reappeared at
the elevator shaft, the elevator starter
again verified his watch. Malachi Nc.
Carthy had but the one virtue of &C.
curacy. and that had to do with mat
tiers of time. At five minutes of six
he reached for his hat: at three min
utes of six he boarded the elevator.
Runs all right today. SAM" he re-
marked genially to the boy whom he
had half throttled the evening before
He stood for moment in the en-
trance Of the building. enjoying the
sight OF the crowds hurrying to their
cars, the elevated, the subway. and
the ferries. The clang and roar oil
the city pleased his senses. as yes
sci vibrates to its master tone. Nc
Carthy was feeling largely paternal
as he stepped toward the corner. fol
to a great extent the destinies Of
these people were In his hands.
Easy marks!" was his philan
thropic expression OF this sentiment.
At the corner he stopped for a car
He glanced up at the clock at the
Metropolitan tower. The bronze hanc
pointed to the stroke of six. AS hi
looked, the first note of the quarter
chimes rang out. The car swung the
corner and headed down the street
Mccarthy stepped forward. TIL,
sweet chimes ceased their fourfolt
phrasing, and the great bell begaI
its spaced and solemn booming.
-Three!-Four!-
Six! Mccarthy counted. At the reccl
lection of a crazy message from tn
Unknown, he smiled. He stepped for
ward to hold up his hand at the car
Somewhat to his surprise the car ha,
already stopped some twenty fee
away.
: Mccarthy picked his way to tn
. car
Wonder you wouldn't stop at
crossing" he growled.
Juice give out" explained the me
torman.
Mccarthy clambered aboard and sa
down in a comfortably filled car. U
and down the perspective of the stree
could be seen other cars, also stalled
Ten minutes slipped by; then Malt
chi Mccarthy grew impatient. Wit
muttered growl he rose, elbowed hi
way through the strap-hangers. an
stepped to the street A row of i'd
taxicabs stood in front of the Alta
Building. Into the first of thes
bounced Mccarthy. throwing his az
dress to the expectant chauffeur.
The man hoped down from his boa
threw on the coil switch and ran t
the front. He turned the engine owe
the compression, but no explosion TO
lowed. He repeated the effort doze
times. Then, grasping the startin
3 handle with frmer grip. he "whirled
the engine-without result.
What's the matter? Can't you max
her go?" demanded Mccarthy. thrus
ing his head from the door.
VIII you please listen. sir. and sc