Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1914-09-01
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Opposite the hotel stood the eourt
house. Greek temple With ex-sandet
wooden columns. Down the steps and
back Into tho portico had been sloped
10 warped ana ricksty wooden grand
stnnd. Along the two sides Of TIN
square. stretching ID front Of the hit
iand-miss board sidewalks. from th,
hotel to the courthouse. stood perma
nent booths, which were now providing
indigestion and amusement to the vls
ltors from the resorts In the surround
Dng bills.
{ "Come on, Jim; let's join the festivi
des," urged BlacNe.
Lets finish our dinner" implored
walllngford. who was heavy aftel
meals.
1--WE got little Information 10,
you." Walllngford turned and found
stoopi:S to sit beside him. a fat faced
thin Cd man with q big silk bow at hi.
pillar. He put his hairy forefnger on
vallingford's knee for impressiveness.
Henry Closby goes to Chicago. but he
cts his letters from New York. I
).ckon that's queer"
II don't know Mr.. Closby," returned
(vallingford uncomfortably and with
icious glance at Blackia
Certainly not" agreed the native.
l'ith sly smile and tap Of his anger.
|Valsngford moved his knee. but the
anger followed. That's the trouble
it'll Henry Closby. Nobody knows
Jim. Now. I'm the postmaster and
MEMBER of the city council. and I
)eckon know more about folks than
my man in this town"
Wallingford suddenly gripped the
postmaster by the hand, and his big
ink face radiated with pleasure.
The very man wished to meet" ho
earuly asserted. wont you have Q
)igar with mer'
much obliged" accepted the post
l,aster. putting the cigar in his pocket
y don't smoke. but my brother Enoch
Does. Hes member Of the city coun-
jill. too. and runs the livery. feed and
bale stable and undertaking establish
Dlent"
Present my compliments to your
Lrother Enoch." offered Wallingford
docs your son or your son-in-law
jmoke. Mr.-Mr."-
"Boyler-postmaster William Boy
ir," admitted that gentleman. accept.
)1g another cigar quite promptly. Il
iandie al; tue mail. and can get facts
That nobody else can. II there's any
jeward"-
you'll get yours" interrupted Wal
jngford "Just now don't think II
would be wise for Us to be seen talk
jig together too much"
WalIingford found Blackie In earnest
CONVERSE with lean and sallow gen.
l!eman. who cracked the Joints Of bis
lnucizles ceaselessly when he talked.
.Iistenw said Blackie to Wallins-
lord in hoarse whisper and, clutch
ing him BY the arm drew both men
oto the darkest corner Of the porch.
This is Mr.. Walter Kerr. q member
jf the city council and proprietor of
lac drug store. and he probably knows
lore about folks than any man In this
1Dwn."
Mr.. wallingford shook hands with
The gentleman whose elbow creaked
Ind listened.
Now, see what you make Of this. !"
Whispered Blackie impressively. "Mr.
Kerr says that Henry Closby frequent
" buys powdered orris root!'
more than all the rest Of my Gus
omers put together" supplemented
MFR. Kerr in a whisper that cracked
Into shrill falsetto at all the en-
l,hatic words, Buys more than 9
found a week and always fresh
FOUND when he goes to Chicago" #
..Seew eagerly triumphed Blackie.
: Isn't that about in line with what We
inspected. Yard?'
Wallingford. suddenly aware that
lslackie was addressing him. grunted.
II beg your pardon, Mr.. Walling-
i,rd,". corrected Blackie, covered with
jonfusion. 1.-The secret slipped. Mr..
l.err, this is Mr.. Scotland Yard. the
treat English detective. but Of course
e doesn't like his name used here"
"Your secret Is safewith me-" prom
led Mr.. Kerr. bowling with becoming
reference to the famous Scotland Yard
lrll hurry your telegram right OF, Mr..
Holmes"
Telegram asked wallingford won
Deringly, and perturbed. too. as hs
Dpeculated upon what Blackie's new
D1ove might be.
YES" explained Blackie smoothly.
il told Mr. Kerr about our misfortune
d losing our disguise trunk. he knows
lle telegraph operator and can get
Dway a secret message for rs"
He took the message in question
rom Mr.. Kerr's hands and displayed
L to Wallingford. who read:
Violet Bonnie Daw-.send complete ~
jortmcne whiskers immediately.
The city councilman creaked away
b get Blackie's secret message on the
fire.
As they walked across Courthouse
Iquarc to the official box. Wallingford
turned to Blackie with. half vexed
viugh.
II hope you didn't have the nerve TO
b.ll that piker your name was Sher.
lock Holmes" he observed.
Certainly not" grinned Blackie u
jnly gave him my initial. 81"
A councilman with three haired
hole on his chin. who sat next Blackia
judged his, arm. There goes your
,an." he whispered, pointing to where
Henry Closby. neatly dressed aud
rosperous looking merchant. with
I..s hlaci, heard Of which he apparently