Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1914-09-08
CHAPTER xXlV.
Getting Away With 1t.

Getting Away With 1t. sWTRTNK chccks," demanded a
 muscular faced boy. as he
 deposited the hand luggage
 of the two travellers in the faded blue bus
 Be careful of that black wardrobe" warned Wallingford. "l think there's hinge oose.'
 All right" answered the boy. deeply grieved I'll write that on my re port"
 He was embelishcd with green band on his faded blue cap. A yellow banded man. with d ladder under his arm. crossed the station platform and fixed an electric light bulb.
 II know, it's comic opera" guessed WaIlinyford "WhO wants to read about my trunk hinge:'
 "The Spanglerville city council. I'm tEe official baggage carrier,' and he clompcd away.
 Don't you get it:" laughed Blackit Daw.s His is q political job, The other one is the official bulb fixer and here comes the official bus driver I'yt seen municipal ownership towns. Jisa but this one must be the limit
 That means there isn't q live dollar in the burg, and our trains pulling folne uiSfavor he viewed the approach of the official bus driver. who wore a blue band on his cap and carried grin full of holes.
 Good evening, gents." hailed the tooth shy officer. Il got two good seats left in the grand stand." and he produced d pair of faded blue past boards from which the printing had long since worn away. II reckon most of the councilmen have sold their regu- lar seats by this time, but these is good. Front row, right next to the official box"
 Were in luck, .Jim." declared Rlackie. inspecting the pcnci!ed nun bers on the tickets and slipping them into his pocket. ''l was afraid we wouldn't get seats at all By the way Sergeant, what are they for?"
 Why. don't you know?" inquired the driver in surprise. Its the regnlat Saturday night festival. Why. people come from miles around. from all these summer resorts and health. cures. to see the fireworks. The city council makes a heap of money off of 'em. The whole courthouse steps is covered with q grandStand that's left there winter and summer"
 Don't people ever have business in the courthouse|' asked WaIlin2ford
 The driver paused to help the lug. gage carrier lift q trunk on top of the bus, They go in by the back door," he briefly explained.
 Do we get ice cream cones?' de handed BlHckie.
 "Anythin% you want" asserted the officer largely. 'The city council aint Overlookin' any chances"
 "They must be the leading industry" surmised Wallin9ford.
 They're q right peart lot" assented the official driver. as the muscular boy approached with the last trunk. Some of ems been in the council fifteen year. I've held office twelve year myself Do you know how much money there is in the city treasnry:"
 "Fll bite" consented WallingfOrd. Whats the anSWnr?" Nigh on to $l0O.mOr' proudly stated the citizen.
 And what might yo.ir business be?" asked the office holder looking back with cordial interest "HnSh"' warned Rlackie in q hoarse whisper. and. leaning forward. he con fided. We are detectives"
 "fou don't say sop responded the shocked driver in the same breAthless fashion. Who aSe you after?" Maybe you can help us." went on Slackie solemnly though wincing from | the pain of vigorous kick that Wal. linsford had secretly administered. Do anything l can for you" offered