The evening herald. [volume] (Albuquerque, New Mexico) 1914-1922, 1914-10-24

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wrinkle I 90 so bed With
Il wish you could rub out the gen
eral stupidity which IS wrinkling my
brain I've made three moves and
failed IN each. What's come over
me?"
Perhaps you've had too many sue.
cesses The wheel OF chance is al
ways turning around
May | smoke"
Thanks At least It proves you stu
have some consideration for me You
would smoke whether u was agreec bic
or not. But / like the odor OF a good
cigar And II always helps YOU &c
think"
Braine M the cigar and began hls
customary pacing AT length he
paused
Suppose W. have a real old.fash
toned coaching party out to the old
mansion We inc about
And what shall We do thcte?"
Make the mansion an enchanted
castle where sometimes people who
enter can't get out. DO you think YOU
could get her to co.
Il can try
Olga. I must have that girl. and ]
must have her soon. sometimes | find
myself nightly puzzled over the
whole thing II Hargreave Is alive
Why doesn't he turn up now that its
practically known that his daughter
prcsides over his household , might
understand 70 70 ] didn't know that
Hargreaye rs really afraid OF nothing
Who're Is the man with the five thou
sand, picked up AT sea- What was
the reason for Jones carrying that box
out In broad daylight Who is the
chap watching across the street
Sometimes ! bolicyo iu my soul-ii !
have one'-that liurgreaye ~ playing
with US. playing Wen ilinRing the
halt consumed cigar into the crate
the Black Hundred always goes for
ward. win or lose, end never forgets
We are a fine pair said the VIC
man bitterly
We are exactly what fate intended
us % be. They wrote YOU down iu The
book M a beautiful body with o
crooked mind They wrote me down
as the devil. doomed to earth
top IN I'm kuled
Killed."
why. yes. I'm not the kind Of
chap who dies IN bed. surrounded by
The weeping members OF tho family
doctor. nurse. and priest I'm o
scouu rl but il has this saving
grace, 7 cuJcy Ouiug "a scuuudrol Now
Ina going up to tho club There's
nothing IKE a game Of billiards oI
chess 10 smooth that wrinkle which
seems 20 worry YOU
Ia the great newspaper oficc there
was a mighty racket Midnight al
WAYS means paudpmuuium IN tht
city room OF a metropolitan daily
Copy boys were rushing 10 o fro
messengers and printers wiki sticky
g4lleys ln their hands, reporters wer,
banging away az their typrw riters
and iuterminglinR YOU could hear the
ceaseloss c~hcketyclick from ths tele
graph room
The managing editor came out OF
his Office aud approached the deak oi
the night city editor
Editorial page gone down.
: Twenty minutes ago. said the
night city editor
u vanted a stick on that Panama
rulnpus
Too late
Where's Jim Nortous'
AT the chamber OF commerce ban.
! quet ihe major is going 10 throw a
bomb into ms enemy camp
/ Nothing on the HafgreaNe stun
mo. Guess ia better put that In
the ~cubbyhole He's dead
NO viii found yet9'
Not a piece Is biz as a postage
stamp"
That VIII leave the girl In a tough
place. No will, no birth certificate
z and, worst Of all no photograph OF
the old man himself | don't see why
Jim sidostepped this affair lie the
only man In town who knew anything
about Hargreaye.'
"He hasn't given il up: but he wants
TO eover It on his own turn the yarn
over when he's got il. no false alarms
b All SO thats the game
. Eyes. and Jim IL the sort every pa.
; per needs. when the time comes the
story tu"ns up, n there Is one. Here
! he IL now Looks like an actor in the
fourth act 81 a drama. GOodlooking
chap. though"
Norton came In through the outer
gates. lie was In evening clothes. tor
hat. A dead cigarette dangled be
tween his lips.
2 How much do you want" asked the
. night city editor.
a Column and a half"
1 ION with yuur glad RAGS"
z Anything good asked the manag
I ing editor
The I'D has been iammed ON tight
No wine IN any restaurant after one
r o'clock ThereIl be a roundup 81 ev
cry gunman In town"
e Good work. Go 90 a."
II was one O'Clock when NortoH
. turned 10 his last sheet Of copy and
y started for home just outside The