New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1914-05-20

| out clearly:
Tell you've had enough 1 don't
| want-ie down jus for few minutes
I'm goin' sit here till these-ah-foolish
legs O mine straighten 'emselves out.
| then I'd going home"
Here's your beer, bo,' p. Sybarite's
waiter announced.
Keep your change" said the guest.
rendering quarter.
'"Hanks," with look OF surprise.
There's Red now"
"Where?
Over there with the skirt and the
kid souse. Yuh kin see for yourself
he's busy. D'yuh want l sh'u'd stir
him up now?"
''Oh, yes" said r. Sybarite in the
tone Of one recognizing an oversight.
whats doing over there-any thing:"
lie proceeded casually.
! The waiter favored him with hard
stare. Red November's business amt
noner mine" he grow'ed CURLY.
| Oh said the little man hastily, II
was only wondering. Eut | wish you
would slip Red the high sign. All !
want is one word with him.
| AN right. You're on.
| SlOuchinY of. the man at length
mustered up courage to touch Reds
elbow. The gangster turned sharply, {
frown replacing the smile which had
illumined his attempts to overcome the
boys recently developed aversion to
drink. The waiter murmured in his
| private ear
Promptly 2. Sybarite received a
sharp look from eyes as black and
| hard as shoe buttons. and with equa-
pimity endured it-even went to the
length Of nod accompanied by his
! quaint. ingratiating smile. A courtesy
ignored completely, the dark eyes veer
ed back to the walters face
| He shuftied back. scowling. reported
sulkily Says you gotta watt and turn
! ed away in answer to a summons from
another table.
! Unruflled. p. Sybarite slipped his
beer-sipped it sparingly and not with
out misgivings. but sedulously to keep
in character as familiar OF the dive
! II won't-that's fiat: refuse posi-
tively-go npstairs-sleep it or I'ul
a'right-give you m'word-in the head.
! Al! ms tro,ibie's-these ,nutinous dogs
| OF legs. But III make 'em mind, vet.
! Trust me
And again the babel blotted out the
! boys uttera nce.s seg-sSSr = ~
But z. Sybarite had experienced a
sudden rush Of Intelligence to the
| head.
| Could this, by any chance; be that
boy who. Mr.. Brian Shaynon bad
been assured, wouldn't know where
he'd been when he walked: Was an
| attempt to insure that desired consum-
nation through the agency OF a drug
being made in the open restaurant?
| If not, why WAS Red November neg
lecting all other affairs to press drink
upon a man who knew when he had
| enough? II SO. what might be the ma
| ture Of the link connecting the boy
with the job to be on which ut half
| past > November had covenanted with
! Brian Shaynon?
| What discriminating knowledge could
this boy possess to render old Shaynon
! willing that his memory should be
! expurgated by such mind and nerve
| shattering agent as the knock out drop
Of White Light commerce?
1t seemed unlikely that the boy could
get away against the wishes Of the
| ctr fly no
| might stand upon his determination to
drink no more. For nothing was to be
| hoped for from the balance Of the
! company. They would not lift hand
| to interfere.
| Testimony in support Of this infer
ence p Sybarite received within the
next few minutes. when the boys tenn
! per abruptly veered from good natured
! obduracy to open irritat ton.
| mo-. he cried in high voice, and
with al impatient movement struck
the glass from November's hand
Though it went to the floor with
spintering crash, the incident attract
ed little more than casual glances from
those at the other tables
! Novembers countenance. however.
turned gray with anger beneath his OIL
i've color. Momentarily his glance
! clashed with the woman's. At the
same time he flashed a like warning
| to his two followers at the next table.
At this P. Sybarite rose and non
! chalantly moved over to November.
| His approach remarked by the latter
! with an evil }eer by the woman with
start Of CONSERVATION, by the boy
with sodden suspicion
| With relief T. Sybarite noted symp-
toms OF this dawning distrust. It
| made the problem simpler, to have the
! boy alive to his peril.
eve message for you-a hurry call
wont keep
"Wcll?'' snapped the gangster.
| whats it about? Spit it out.''
"Why, Nclla says p. Sybarite be-
gan deliberately and paused to cOneh