The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1914-05-14
PLAYING GAME OF EYES ;
BY w. C. SHERLOCK.

Look across the street, Phil. Tom
Brandon seems to be scared to death
of that big fellow with the black hat.
| wonder what's up"
Don't bother me, jim, I'm busy"
returned Harrington, impatiently.
Toms been casting furtive glances
at the big fellow as if he was trying
to dodge him." continued Morris, ex-
citedly Now he's stopped in from.
of that jewelry store and the big fell
low h, ranged up alongside of him"
"Brandons as pale as a ghost" OBJ
served Harrington, now thoroughly in
terested. Hes started off again and
the big fellow is after him. Hello,
he's coming over here!"
This was true. Brandon, eagerly
glancing around for some way of es-
cape from his pursuer, had seen Har-
rington and was hurrying across the
street. A few moments later, he en-
tered and sank, breathless and ex.
hausted, into the chair Morris pushed
towards him.
whats the matter, Tom" inquired
Harrington, solicitously. You are
trembling like a leaf. Who's that big
fellow who was following your
Haven't the slightest idea, Phil"
replied Brandon, shuddering at the
reference to his pursuer. THAT fell
lows been following me for the past
two months. No matter where | go,
/ bnfs hAh nd 4 Il 'oe
he moved into the house next door to
mine and it's been ten times worse
| since then"
why don't you ask him what he
means?' demanded Morris.
Il can't, jim" returned Brandon,
mournfully. 81 wish l could but that
fellows got a pair of the most pierre
ing eyes in his head that you ever
saw. They bore me through like a
gimlet and send a cold chill down
ny backbone
You're in bad shape, Tom. Why
don't you run down to the country
ard brace up bit?"
I'D do it in a minute, Phil" replied
Brandon, eagerly, but I'm so tied up
that unless | sell my house, | can't
CO."
What will you take for the house,
Brandon?" inquired Morris, thought
fully. Maybe | can sell it for you"
I'D take five thousand, jim, al
though l know it's worth more, just
to get away from that fellow with
those internal black eyes
"All right, Tom" returned Morris.
'Ill take the matter in hand. | have
an idea that may help me to sell the
! house"
Jim Morris was keen-eyed and OBJ
servant. When he watched Brandon's
efforts to elude the vigilance of his
black-eyed pursuer, Morris felt sure
! he had seen the man with the pierre
ing eyes somewhere although he could
not remember just where it had been
or under what circumstances. To
make sure of this, he stationed him
self near Brandon's house the follow
ing morning and, mobserved by
either, followed Brandon and his
shadow downtown. Brandon, to rid
himself of his tormentor, went into
IIarrington's office and Morris fol
lowed the man with the penetrating
eyes. The latter, unaware that he was
being followed in turn, walked rap
idly along until he reached a large
office building which he entered. TAX,
ing the elevator, Morris and the black
eyed man were rushed up to the sew
enth, floor, where the latter entered
the Office of Abraham Smart, we'll
known real estate broker.
Jim was ushered into Mr.. Smart's
presence and after making some in
quiries about some property the bro
ker had, withdrew, feeling satisfied
that he had gained an insight into the
tormenting of his friend.
The next morning Morris was sit
ting in his office, busy over his mail
when the MA with the piercing black
eyes entered.
You have a house on avenue
advertised for SALE" remarked the
visitor. careIessly. What is the
price?"
Eight thousand" replied Morris
curtly.
TOO much," retorted the caller, alb
ruptly. "I'll give you five"
The price is eight thousand, take il
or leave it."
Without further words the mar
with the black eyes turned and left
the office. Morris chuckled: "Tvc
got him going and he'll be sorry be
fore he's through
On the succeeding day the mar
with the piercing black eyes re
turned to Morris Office to accept the
price and make a deposit but to his
dismay, found that the price had beer
raised to ten thousand.
you said eight thousand yester
day." he blurted out, angrlly, striv
ing to use the power Of his eyes upon
the imperturable Morris
To-day | say ten thousand" re
torted Jim, coolly. Take it or leav,
It,"
Muttering some imprecations, The
would-be purchaser left but returned
in an hour, willing to pay ten thou
sand for the property of Brandon
Again he found that real estate haC
taken a jump, Morris demanding
twelve thousand for the property.
What sort Of game are you play
ing on me?" demanded the man will
the piercing eyes.
you use your eyes to work you