Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1914-04-21
We might get real rough in our &C.

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Mr.. Max slipped closer to the bed.
an ugly look on his face. The mayor
glared hIedly into Masee's eyes. The
knight who fought for fair ladies In
the snow lay on his pillow and con-
sidered briefly.
II get what i 90 after" remarked
Cargan emphatically.
YES" spared Magee, "but the real
point is keeping what you get after
you've gone after It. You didn't make
much of an impression on me last
night in that line, Mr.. Cargan."
II never cared much for huu,or." n
piled the mayor, especially at this
early hour of the morning."
"And I hate q fresh guy" put IN
Max, '1ike poison"
"I'm not fresh," Mr.. Magee smiled.
"I'm stating facts. You say you've
come for that package. All right
but you've come to the wrong room. l
haven't got It."
The b. you haven't" roared the
mayor. Lou, look about bit"
Look about all you Ike" agreed
Magee. "You won't find It. Mr.. Car
gan, I admit that I laid for you last
night. l saw you open the safe &C
cording to the latest approved meth.
DDS. and ! saw you come forth with
package Of money. But wasn't
rough with you. I might have been,
to be frank, but somebody beat me
to IT,"
"WhoT
"The man with the seventh key. I
suppose-that man Bland heard walk
ing about last night when we were
at dinner. Don't tell me you didn't
see him In that mixup at the foot OF
the steps,"
"Well, I did think there WAS anoth-
er guy" the mayor answered. but
Lou said was crazy"
LOU does you an injustice. There
was another guy. and II you are anI.
lous to recover your precious package
advise you to wake him up to the
responsibilities Of the day. not me-"
The mayor considered Mr.. Max,
who had hastily made the rounds OF
!he three rooms, came back with emp
ty hands.
"Well," said the mayor, Il might a.
we'll admit tim up In the air.
don't know just at this minute where
to get of. But that state Of Affairs
don't last long with me, young fellow.
ri 90 to the bottom Of this before the
day b out, believe me. And II I cant
do anything else Ill take you back to
Reuton myself and throw you In jail
for robbery"
II wouldn't do that" smiled Magee.
Think Of the awful job Of explaining
to the white necktie crowd how you
happened to be dynamiting safe on
Baldpate mountain at midnight
"Oh, guess l can get around that
said the mayor. That money belongs
to a friend Of mine-Andy Rutter. l
happen to 20 to the inn for little rest
and | grab you dynamiting the safe.
III keep an eye on you today, Mr.. Ma.
gee. And let me tell you now that II
| catch you or any Of the bunch that's
with you trying to make q getaway
from Baldpate there's going to be
war break out"
81 don't know about the other her,
mits," laughed Magee. but personal
ly expect to be here for several weeks
to come. Whew! It's cold In here.
Where's the hermit? Why hasn't he
been up to fix my fire"
"Yes, where IL her repeated Mr.
Cargan. That's what everybOdy'd like
to know. he hasn't showed up. Not
sign Of breakfast, and me as hollow -
a reformer's victory"
Hes backslid," cried Aagee.
THE Quitter," sneered Max. ITS
only a gutter would live on the noun
tain In a shack anyhow"
You're rather hard on poor old Pc
ters," remarked Magee, but when
think that have to get up and dress
in a refrigerating plant i can't say l
blame you. II only the Ore were light
ed
He smiled his most ingrauating
smile on his companion.
by the way, Mr.. Cargsn. you're up
and dressed. I've read lot OF maga-
zine articles about you, and they one
and all agree that you're a good fsa'
low. You'll find kindling and paper
beside the hearth"
"Whatw The mayors roar seemed
to shake the windows. Young man,
with a nerve like yours, you could
wheedIe the price Of battleship from
Carnegie. ~. He stood for mo-
ment gazing almost IN awe at Aagee.
Then he burst forth Into whole SOUL
ed laugh. II am a good fellow ~
said "Ill show you"
He went into the other room and
despite the Mortified protests OF Lou
Max busied himself amid the ashes OF
the fireplace. When he had blase
under way Mr.. Magee came shivenns
from the other room and held out bis
hand.
"Mr. Cargan," he laughed. you're .
prince" He noted with interest that
the mayors broad shoes were mighty
near $1,000
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