Elmore County Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1910-1915, 1914-04-18

Mine TOO, aSSenteu LOCKE. nat
why you mustn't leave me | jul
won't let you. Remember. you agree
to see me off"
"'S'right. fellows" Higgins joine
In I'VE agreed to put him abOar
and we must do It. Don't break u
the party. Kirk"
II don't want to go home" Ringol
muttered.
Its breach of hospitality to g
home." Higgins insisted Resides
after my bloody ncounter with tina
You must look after me-"
Numbed as they were by the ex
cesses Of the evening. 1t did not TAX,
the young men long to lose all clea
and vivid remembrance of this recen
experience. for the time had com,
when nature was offering her last re
sistance. and their brains were badly
awhirl OF all the four. Jefferson
Locke was the only one who retained
his wits to the fullest--a circumstance
that would have proved him the owner
OF remarkably steady head had II
not been for the fact that he had cum.
ningly substituted water for gin each
time It came his turn to drink.
Dawn found them In an east side
tenement drinking place frequented by
the lowest classes. Ringold was SUM-
bering peacefully ON table: Anthony
had discovered musical talent in the
bartender and was seated at batter
ed piano laboriously experimenting
with the accompaniment to an Irish
ballad; Higgins and Locke were talk
Ing earnestly. Locke, as usual. sat
facing the entrance, his eyes watch
full, his countenance alert. To sober
eye 1t would have been patent that he
was laboring under some strong ex-
element, for every door that opened
caused him to start, every stranger
that entered made him quake.
"Grandes fellow | ever met" Hig-
gins was saying for the hundredth
time. got two faults. Anthony; he's
modesht an he's lazy-he won't work.
"You and he are good friends, eh?'
BEST ever"
would you like to play joke on
himT
Joke? Can't be done. He's wises'
guy ever. I've tried 1t an always get
the wors' of it."
I'll tell you how we can work 1t.
I've got ticket for Central America
In my pocket The boat sails at 10.
Let's send him down there"
"Wha forT
Locke kept his temper with an effort
ITO make man of him. Well go
through his clothes, and when he lands
he'll be broke. He'll have to work
Don't you seer"
mo- Anthony's friend did not see.
"He don't want to go to Central Amer
Ica," he argued. He's got new au-
tom bile"
but suppose we got him soused,
went through his pockets and then put
him aboard the boat. He'd be at sea
by the time be woke up. He couldn't
get back. He'd have to work. Don't
you see? He'd be broke when he land
ed and have to rustic money to get
back with. think it's an awful funny
Idea"
The undeniable humor of such a sit
uation finally dawned upon Higgins
mind.
I'll get him full If youll help man.
age it." Locke went on. "And here's
the ticket" He tapped his pocket
"Where'd you get it?"
Bought 1t yesterday It's first class
and better, and he'll ft my description.
We're about the same size. Wait"
Locke rose and went to the bar. where
be called loudly for the singer. Then
when the bartender had deserted the |
piano he spoke to Anthony: Keep 1t
up, old man. You're doing fine."
For some moments he talked earnest
~ to the man behind the bar No one
observed the transfer of another of
those yellow bills of which he seemed
to have an unlimited store.
Strangely enough. Mr.. jefferson
Locke's plan worked without hitch.
Within ten minutes after Kirk An
thony had taken the drink handed him
he declared himself sleepy and rose
from the piano, only to seek a chair,
INTO which he flung himself heavily.
"It's all right" Locke told his drunk
en- companion. I've got a taxi wait
ing. Wen leave Ringold where he is"
Twenty-four hours later Adelbert
Higgins undertook to recall what had
to him after he left Mullers
,lace on East Fourteenth street, but
lis memory was tricky. He recollected
vaguely humorous discussion of some
ort with a stranger, the details of
which were almost entirely missing.
Unexpected and alarming occurrences
made 1t imperative for him to ter.
innate his connection with his college.
s big Marty Ringold had done earlier
h.. H.. l.