The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1914-03-20

EAAl9SSt-sek ~ Ssss7s' 2
ing about And being OF socfaBI.
nature, Id like to sit In your doorway.
II you dOn't mind -
.fBy all meah replied Magee
Here's a chair. DO you smoker
Thinks AIR. Max placed the chair
SfGleWise In the doorway OF No. and
sat down. From his place he com
Hnuded Il view Of Ne. Sfagee's apart
ments and of the head OF the stairs
With his yellow teeth he vfcfoIsly bit
the end from the cigar. Don't let nt.
interrupt the conversation, gentle
men," he pleaded.
I'VE were speaking" said tue pro-
lessor calmly, cot the versIfieation of
Chauccr Mr.. Magee"-
he continued his discussion in an
even voice. Mr. Magee leaned back IN
his chair and smiled in a pleased way
ut the settings Of the stage Mir. Max
in cloud of smoke ON guard at his
door. the mayor md AIr. Bland keep
ing vigil by telephone switchboard
In the Office below, watching fer the
fash Of light THAT should tell them
some one in the outside world wanted
TO speak to Baldaa4te fnn2a mysteFious
figure who fitted about in the dark
beautiful girl who was going to ask
Mr.. Nfagee to do bes service. bindly
trusting her.
The professor droned on monotO
nousIy.
when pressed that good cigar sooth-
ed the soul and accepted another from
Afaaee:s stock. The professor cuntin-
ued to talk Obviously II was his fa-
vorite diversions. He seemed to be
quoting from addresses Mr.. Magee
pictured hlnAs on q GhautauEpIa plat
form. tlesxshij pitcher By his side.
As he taIlSed l8F. sSIfsee studied that
norton Of his delicate. scholarly face
! that the beard left exposed to the
world What part had Thaddeas Boz
Ton. holder of the CrsIndhH chair or
comparative literature. ia this network
ST odd alarms: Why was be ut BALD
1ate. and why was hr so little moved
~ the rapid s-ilstugess in the make1p
or the inn colony. changes that Left
Mr.. 3Iagee gaspinS? He took them as
calmly as he would take his grzlpefruit
at the breakfast table. Only that
morning Mr. AIstEsee, by way of expert
ment. had fastened upon him the sus-
picicD. OF murder, and the old nlan had
not hickeled am eyelash.
MIR Max inserted r. loud ysiNn into,
the professor s. discourse. ~ 2*
i "Once / pluSeti chess With Ger
man he said. mud another time l
went to lecture on purifying peii1;
tics. but I never struck anything so
monotonons as this job l got now. |
was just thinking us ! set here how 1t
all comes of people being suspicious
of one another Now. I've always
haff
place IL there wasn't no suspicion in
il. Nine times cut of ten the suspt
cfon amt got leg to stand on. II sus-
piciOn cnn he said to haye.a leg.
Evidently Air. Max desired the floors.
grslcieusly Professor Bolton conceded
Il to him.
..Speaki..s of suspicion. continued
the drab little man on the threshold.
turning his cigar thoughtfuify be
tween his thin lips, reminds me Of 81
case told me BY Pueblo Sam a few
years ago. In same ways it's real fun
ny. and In others it's sad as hades.
Pueblo Sam was called In them terms
because he'd nevca been west OF Sixth
avenue. He was u swell. refined gehr
tleman who lived by his wits. and he
had considerable.
"a confidence man. suggested Ma
gee.
something along that order" admit
ted aIr Max .'hut good sport among
his fciends. You understand. Well this
case. of suspicion sam tells me about
happened something like this: One
scOrching hot day in summer Sam gets.
aboard the Goney beat. his idea being
to put all business cares away for an
hour or two ana just Heat calm and
peaceful down the bay and cool OF.
So he grabs out a, camp chssir and hus-
ties through the crowd up to- the top
deck. beside the pilots hangout, and
sits down to get acquainted with tire
breeze If such there was.
s'WeIl. he'd been sitting there about
ten minutes. Sam tells me. when along
came shout the easiest picking that
ever got loose from the old home
stead''-
Il beg your pardon, protested Pro-
GeSsOr Bolton.
Thereby money. the toOsened kale.
the posies In the Elrtielf waiting to be
pluclSed. elucidated Mr. Max. This
guy. Sam says. was such a perfect rube
he just naturally looked past him to
see f there was a trail Of wisps OF hay
on the hoor. For awhile Sam sits there
with crouch us he thought how