Bisbee daily review., 1914-10-09


 office and found their way Co type and 1 eventually to the man they were i'm | tended for
 His shoes were polished. He paid the Greek boy and returned to the Bowery with his shadow
 Hawkins entered the reading room of a lodging house just north of Chat ham square. One table filtered with castoff newspapers and three or four old and well thumbed magazines, was in the center of the room. Around the walls were ranged chairs placed as closely together as the seats on the average New York park bench
 As he fumbled among tue papers his keen eyes swept the faces of the down and outs who had been able to pay for the shelter they would have during the coming night
 Kearney's man followed him into the room after a minute pulled a newspa- per from his pocket and found a seat near a window
 The probatiouer expected some one, but he was not among the men gather ed here. He took a paper and found a seat in the same row with the detec- 1 tive.
 Without craning his neck and lean ] ing forward the detective could not watch Bnrs movements. Sull, there was no way for Bill to leave the room without being seen by him, and the de- | tective was satisfied with their relative positions "The Butcher beside whom the pro | bationer had worked in the cutting room. had told him to seek this spot if he needed any help. Generally about | noon "The Butchers friend. Boston | Ed" Fallon. came there to get his mail ' and read the papers after breakfast A | part of Eds duties in life was Co keep up the underground communication be ' tween the outside world and the con I yicts in Sing Sing. lt was he who had sent in the cash with which Montgom- cry was staked when he made his get ] away Bin would know him by a birthmark under his dropping left eye.
 The noon hour passed tediously for ! Reaneys man, but comfortably for Bill. He read paper after paper, en- toying every line of the news Of the world from which he had been shut of SO long.
 Toward 1 o'clock Boston Ed" a middle aged man. dressed as a ,aborer, entered the room and went Go the table, where he fumbled among the papers and sized up the other guests and "sponges' of the Chatham square lodg ing house. He uncovered the headquar- ters man in a glance from under his heavily lidded eyes and flashed a signal with look to Bill, whose eyes he saw peerng knowingly at him from over his paper.
 Bills fingers began to move, and without appearing to look his way "The Butchers blrthmarked friend read a message in the deaf and dumb Ian guage telling him to stand by for e
 talk.
 He chose a paper and seat, placing
 the table between him and Kearney' s
 man With his hands in his lap. "Bos.
 ton Ed" could work his fingers with
 out the detective reading his messages,
 should he by chance know the sign
 code.
 The Butch sent me-" signaled Bill "Tm just out"
 els the bull shadowinE youY' asked
 Eds fingers.
 'Nes."
 Whats doing5' "He's following me to find an escape"
 What. you want?" Feet a personal in the Herald foi me"
 Shoot it" 'Here 1t is: 'Kid.-O. K. December -Bill'" CT got you"
 Repeat it." 5 "Kid.-O. K. Deoember.--Bin'" 'I'm brpke.' 'I'u pay Thanks"
 What you doing nextT n "Try to shake the shadow" "Then whatW Hunt for my wife, Jennie Hawkins r. | Advertised for her, but the bulls vii q watch the newspaper offices" t Jennie HawklnsY n "Yes d "Are you Bin Hawkins?" . "Yes" The man with the birthmark smne' and pretended to read his paper for O moment n "Bn, he resumed. fl "YesT" ', nsbake tbe bull and meet me in Cor q lears Hook park m take you to her. s Bills hands dropped in his lap. H n paled and then flushed.
 "How is sheY he asked.
 "Flne and a good woman" q "Thank God" said Blll to himsel :, and then, with his hngerss "l'll mee
 you in Deefy's saloon. Whenf' ', Any night between 10 and l2."