The Anderson daily intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson, S.C.) 1914-1915, 1914-08-02

TONED glance htther and thither. The
sky In the east was growing paler and
paler. In and out among the bales
OF wool, bags OF coffee and lemon
crates he slowly and cautiously worm
ed his way. A watchman patrolled
the Office side of the warehouse, and
Braine found It possible to creep
around the other way, thence into the
street. After that he Strengthened up
sought q second hand shop and pur-
chased soft hat which he pulled
down over his eyes.
He had half dozen rooms which
he always kept in readiness for such
adventures as this. He rented them
furnished in small hotels which never
asked questions Of their patrons. To
one OF these he went as fast as his
weary legs could carry him. He al
ways carried the key. Once In his
room he donned fresh wearing appar-
ell. linen, shoes, and shaved. Then he
proceeded downstairs. the second hat
still shading his eyes and the upper
part OF his face.
At half past IL Norton entered the
Kpickerbocker cafe-restaurant, and
the first person he noticed was Braine
reading the mornings paper. propped
up. against the water carafe Evil
IDENTIFY he had just ordered. for there
was nothing on his plate. Norton
walked over and laid his hand upon
Braine's shoulder. The man looked
up with mild curiosity.
why, Norton, sit down, sit down!
Have you had lunch? No. join me-"
= Thanks. Came in for my break
FAST" said Norton. drawing out the
chair. Braine was sitting with his
back to the wall on the longe seat.
II wonder II you newspaper men ev-
er eat real true enough breakfast. I
should think the hours you lead would
kill you of. Anything new on the
Hargreave story?"
I'm not handling that" the report
er lied cheerfully. didn't want to. I
knew him rather intimately. I've a
horror of dead people and don't want
70 pc called upon to identify the body
when they find ,it..',, ~. =.
.sThe1 you think they Will find it?"
II don't know. It's a strange mix
up. I'm not on the story. mind you.
bat vss ia the locality of Duff's
warehouse late last night and fell into
a gunman rumpus.'
"Yes, l read about that. What were
they after?"
you've got me there. No one
seems to know. Some cock and bull
story about there being something
valuable. There was" Sd.
what was It? The report in this
paper does not say
Ten thousand bags OF coffee"
Braine lay back In his chair and
laughed. 8
."Tf you want my opinion" said Nor
ton, Il believe the gunmen were out
to shoot up another gang. aad the
police got wind OF It," 39
Don't you think It about time the
police called halt In this gunmen
matter?" ~ Z.
20. so long as you pot each other.
the police look the other way. It
saves a long trial and passage up the
river Besides. whenever they are
robbed some big politician manages
to{open the door for them. Great is
the American voter"
take MIR. Norton's order. Luigi"
said Braine. ~,
"a German pancake. buttered toast
and Coffee, ordered the reporter.
MAN. eat something!1
''It's enough for me-
.And you1l all the rest Of the
day ON tobacco. I know something
u you cudpS' uou 6eS uOH you
manage to do it."
"F,ood rs the least OF our troubles.
BY the way, may I ask you q few.
questions? Nothing for print, unless
you've got a new book coming
Fire away.
What dc you know about III Prin-.
cess pcrigofr?'
Let me. see. HIM. Met her ars.
about year ago at reception given
to Nasinaova! "A very attractive wo-
man. see quite o lot OF her. Why?"
well, she claims to be q sort of aunt
TO Hargreave'sx daughter"
s"She said something to M,es about
that the other enight. You never,
know where you've at In this world,
q The German pancake, the toast, the
coffee disappeared, and the reporter
passed his cigars.
1.-THE president visits town today
and I'm OF 70 watch the show. I
suppose I'LL have to interview him
about the. tariff and ali that rot. When
YOU start on d new book let me know
and INT DO your press agent, = i /: ~
That's q bargain" RI e.
ii f.Thanks for the breakfast. \; 4
Ia Braine picked up his snewspaper,
smoked and read. He smoked, yes
but DE only pretended to- read. The
young fool was clever but no man is
infnllible. He had NOT the least suu-
story. Still, I'm some ID ahner he
might stumble upoE the, truth, and Il.
would sbs Just as we'll To- gtie the re-
p6rtar,a hands eAectualt 4, 81
tt The fAncor az early morning had
b0pn gAtlbtuad anger AnIf fftSfcks teyfiss