The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1914-09-10

he Threw DaCk mis- neau anu thuSneu,
but McCarthy's ready anger rose.
where did the stuff come from7"
"Out OF the fresh air" replied the
operator From most anywhere In
side the zone OF communication"
Couldn't you tell who sent 1T"
mo way. IL wasn't signed. Come
from quite a distance. though"
How can you tell that?"
"You can tell by the way II sounds.
Say, they ought to be a law about
these amatoors cluttering up the air
this way. Sometimes I got 70 pick my
own dope out of a dozeli or fifteen
messages all ticking away in my head
piece et once"
Il know the crazy slob what sent
'em. all right. all right" growled Nc.
Carthy. He's nutty for fair"
well. II he's nutty. | wish you'd
hurry his little trip 10 Matteawan,' =
complained the operator. turning away.
The boss went to his office, where
he established himself behind his
tabletop desk. There all day he con-
Quoted a leisurely business OF mysteri.
GUS import. sitting where the cool
autumn breeze from the river brought
its refreshment.
There were two other. inner, offices
TO McCarthy's establishment. In which
sat O. private secretary and an office
boy. Occasionally Mccarthy. with
some especial visitor, retired to one OF
these for a more confidential conver
| oil ys
very busy; the Office boy was often II
the street. At noon Mccarthy tool
lunch at a small round table In tn,
cafe below. When he reappeared a
the elevator shaft, the elevator starte
J again verified his watch. Malachi Nc
Carthy had but the one virtue OF &C
curacy, and that had to do with maj
ters OF time. At Ave minutes Of 81
he reached for his hat; at three mir
utes Of six he boarded the elevator
Runs all right today. SAM" he rc
marked genially to the boy whom b
had half throttled the evening before
7 He stood for a, moment In the Ell
trance OF the building. enjoying tn
sight Of the crowds hurrying to thei
cars. the elevated. the subway. an
the ferries. The clang and roar {
the city pleased his senses. as vel
sci vibrates to its master tone. Nj
Carthy was feeling largely patterns
as he stepped toward the corner. fc
to O great extent the destinies (
these people were In his hands.
Easy marks!" was his philal
thropic expression OF this sentiment.
At the corner he stopped for a ca
He glanced up at the clock at ia
Metropolitan tower The bronze han
pointed to the stroke Of six. As b
/ looked, the first note of the quartz
chimes rang out The car swung tn
corner and headed down the stree
| Mccarthy stepped forward. tn
| sweet chimes ceased their fourfol
| phrasing. and the great bell bega
| its spaced and solemn booming.
| One!-Two!-Thre ree!--Four!-Ffvs
| Ski Mccarthy counted. Al the rece
| lection OF crazy message from Il
| Unknown, he smiled. He stepped fo
| ward to hold up his hand Mt the ca
| Somewhat to his surprise the car hi
] already stopped some twenty 70
away.
I" Mccarthy picked his way to Il
N car.
d Wonder you wouldn't stop at
crossing" he growled.
w Juice give out" explained the m
n. torman.
= Mccarthy clambered aboard and 8
"A down In a comfortably filled car I
ir and down the perspective Of the sire
a. could be seen other cars. also stale
Ten minutes slipped by; then Nal
ia chi Mccarthy grew impatient. Wi
lv muttered growl he rose, elbowed
,e way through the strap-hangers. al
ot stepped to the street. A row OF Id
"a taxicabs stood in front Of the Atl
h. Building. Into the first OF the
d bounced Mccarthy. throwing his O
a dress to the expectant chauffeur.
ID The man hoped down from his be
threw on the coll switch and ran
I'd the front. He turned the engine ov
the compression. but no explosion 4
N. lowed. He repeated the effort doz
m times. Then. grasping the starti
?. handle with firmer grip. he "whirle
Al the engine-without result.
n. Whats the matter7 Can't you ma
At her go?" demanded Mccarthy. thru
of ing his head from the door.
Al. viii you please listen. sir. and 8