The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1914-05-08
By Edgar franklin
Author o. "sOkN 70 Tk0USLS." sse:

thoughts while In prison. Latterly
the big penal instit utions publish perl
OdiCais, wholly the work OF inmates
and packed with ideas largely optim-
istic. There IL. perhaps. something
In confinement that fosters cheerful
thought.
There must he. because suddenly.
there In the gloom. Robert Pollard
II was queer sound. all things
considered. Ne inkv little closet It
scif. being backed against the boiler
Of the Glory b., possessed q tempera-
ture ten or fifteen degrees above the
ono hundred mark. They had been In
there a scant half- hour and they were
all bono dry.
The air. minGling the mus,y smell
and smoke from the engine room. was
breathable only because they were
forced to breathe or die. Further.
Mr. McWirt had loaded them with
shackles, produced from he alone
knew where, that would have created
n scandal on an eighteenth century
prison ship; when they moved they
clanked. and they did not move
much.
And s,iii Pollard laughed aloud
and even laughed again. moro NOR
riiy, and when tho sound died out
there was IA shuddsr In the spanish
"For the iove o. Mike. keep a grip
on yourself. Robby'" he pleaded
hoarseiy. Don't 60 of your head
not In hers."
"po you think I'm going crany7"
Pollard chucklcd.
ANY guy that can laugh In here
Il crazy" tho Snake declared bit
terly.
And Pollard laughed again. 30 mer-
rily this time that his chains clanked
and jinsled like a professional
Don't worry" be said. ~ think
Two got my wits for the hrst time
got the answer"
Tho what" asked the Brute. and
there was . dragging sound OF Iron
chain as he edged into tho furthest
corner.
where va made tho great. big.
original break was In trying TO work
against this Capt. Velvet" tho leader
OF tho band stated. rather astonish-
inEly.
"Huh?" chartered Evans
Just exactly that. The old man Il
velvet: he's tho slickest crook thai
. ever wore shoe leather. Why. ia like
: 90 bet that half the things he toll,
about are cold truth. That old scoun
drei dares to do things that ~
wouldn't even dare think. And. at the
sam. time he's crude and he really
. is pretty simple too In some ways
} What that man needs to die worth {
billion dollars In us"
). We'll, he's got us the Brute sub
, mitted
II don't mean Just this way.
: mean that. working together. We fou
2 would make combination that coult
= start tho world spinning backward ]
: We wanted II to- We could pia,
). things that would never occur to him
ne could do things we'd never thinl
OF tackI,ng, Put the two togethe
i and you've got whole crims trust
with Just four men In II TO split Tn
stun among
Enthusiasm caused his heav
breathing to become audible.
: That's big idea. Robby." tn
Brute said absently. Il wonder whe
we're solnR to get shot"
From Robert Poliards side OF tn
. dark little closet came storm o
sound that suggested the breaking O
: an axle under y load Of steel rail-
i Pollard. In fact. WIS rising to his feel
j. And I'm going to propose "
=. him" he painted. I'm going to prov
" 90 him that we're just ~ good az "
really are, and from the second "
hook ND with him. boys. we're on IN
road TO wealth. That's right! rr
going TO yell for q messenger and az
!. him for an interview" concluded Pol
lard ~ he clanked toward the door.
:. For a moment iron ratified deafen
ingly, drowning even his kicking o
!, the panels. Then with aSonishin
'. readiness the door swung open. Ora
- light. altering In. revealed the kian
sailor OF the hamlike hands Polar
!, addressed him coolly:
"Will you kindly ask Capt. Velvs
IL hs will grant me q fve-minute In
Il. teryiew and assure him that there vi
. be no attempt at unpleakantness q
/, any Sort You might mention that
). concerns business"
a Now this giant sailor had been 4
v least rough with them on several oc
csslonH once when they were paintin
Y. the decayed wheelhouAe he had bee
j. peeved about something. and eve
+" kicked the Spanish Brute. Also. n
had been cold and aloof and as near'
VI naughty as was possible Tor mer
crude sailor,
- Yet now he bowed politely ana RAJ
tied keys.
~ am sure the Captain will n,
=, YOU an interview" he said with u
utmost courtesy. lie sent me dow
n with the keys. In fact. 70 ask I'M
=, ., you come and talk TO him. And
n, think It's about business too. sir
:, concluded the seaman. as he went
work on Robert Pollard's rusty lef
ID irons,