The Washington times., 1915-12-19

"Can him. and sign up a live one! II
you guysIl lust come down with me to
Wop Tony's and let me steer you
! against this spinach whiskered pump
, kin-husker 1 told YOU about
Law down and roll Overt ordered
~. Rufus. You can't expect to stack
classy commercial people against
hundred dollar hick lust because you
want sandwich money Now. this Hutch
has access to regular coin. ana u
know ANYTHING about face, he's a
law breaker. If we turn him over, he
might as well have lost his voice, so
! far as chance to holler Is concerned.
! How do we pull his facts?'
! Rough stuff. l say counseled
Blackie. Find out IL he carries any
! papers on him. Bermuda. and take MIN
| mot me; you!' hastily interposed
! onion. II worked in the state saddle
| factory once. and that's enough. Any
how ! sint int, any ar thlef n,a,s ,oosod A. his
watch and rose. "A certain party is
! due here in twenty minutes to be en-
! tertained. and he mustn't squint your
siobe. Onion. The only place you
| couldn't be identified is in a field of
white pumpkins
Onion rose with reluctance.
"Ain't I in on this play at all?'
mot prominently" returned Blackle
dryly. "lf you're getting too high
for his entire bank-roll. your Uncle
Horace Is still Young"
When Onion had departed with bor-
| rowed twenty. Jim turned to Blackie.
What Is this new hope?' he demand
| ed.
Leave It to met And there was the
snap of glee in the beady black eyes.
Not II you're cooking up any strong,
arm play protested Wallingford.
never saw the inside Of a iail but once:
nA \
wanting to get out.
you didn't get your streak of yell
low there retorted Blackie. you look
that in with you. Now listen to me;
| before ! go to bed tonight. and your
help. The girls are waiting for his
| forty thousand. and I'm whetted' Hing
for drinkv'
"Whatll you have?" asked Walling-
| ford, going to :he phone.
Anything" grinned Blackie. II want
| alcohol on my breath when Percy gets
here"
When Mr.. Hutch came blithely and
| eagerly to be entertained, at no expense
| to himself, he found Wallingford MS
| clear-eyed and genial self; but the usuS
| ally clipper Blackie Daw. redolent OF
from the lapels of his coat, sat nodding
in a chair. He loused himself instantly.
however, and grabbed Mr.. Hutch by the
hand.
|
the visitor with thick cordiality. Let
go out and get an appetite
| Mr.. Daw was rather nuisance ina
| afternoon. He was usually the Ire OF
! the party, but now he was a deadener.
| and, moreover. constant source OF
| humiliation to his companions. He went
to sleep in leather-padded hooks in sew
| eral hotel bars and he constantly went
to sleep in the limousine, though when
! ever the machine stopped he woke win
! a jerk. They couldn't lose him from the
party. No, sir!
In the office of Mr.. Hutch, where ].
| Rufus invariably left something to come
| after the next day, tired nature at last
| had it's way. Mr.. Daw stumbled to the
| Old horse-hair couch. Dillowed his head
| on the hard wooden arm, and had start
| ed to snore before he could cross his
| arms
| BY George, it was nearly 3 o'clock
! Wallingford had to get to the bank
Suppose they left Daw here for half an
hour or so. Mr.. Hutch looked to the
right: he looked to tEe left he looked
at Mr.. Daw. lie shook Mr.. Daw again
nmP eFSTRt .or wouS
best to let Mr. Daw recuperate from
his intense fatigue.
After the spring latch had clicked the
two minutes; then he suddenly opened
his bright black eyes. grinned, jumped
up, and bolted the door As swiftly and
as silently as cat he crossed to tht
knob, with his long. sensitive fingers
He turned the knob SLOWLY, his heaC
cooked sidewise, his cars listening in
tently for the click OF the tumbers; arc
when, at last. the door swung gently
open there came on his face "A smiling
beatitude which was almost angelic.
| III.
Blackie Daw was still snoring wher
: his companions returned to the office
and since he was totally useless for th'
purposes of entertainment. they tool
him to WallinEford's MOTEL to Law him
: away: and Onion Jones came anNiouSlN
out of his COncealment In Jim's dressing
room as Mr.. Hutch departed from JinI's
pa -Ior.
though stun wins" exnlted BIackie
l raising from the bed with one Jerk anc
exhibiting an astounding case Of quicl
! reCuperation. Il had the time of my
3 life burgling. II I were younger. I'd sc
into the business.
9 "Aw. cheese"' grunted Onion Jones
T Is this guv alive or dead"
D., lies pink meat reported Flackie
IT'S romance. Hollow, Hutch's only
business Is the estate of the late Alno!
THndv. Percy gets two thousand yea
>. for that And he's been spending ter
4 thousand a year which he Is supposed
/ to be sending the heir one Pichart
Lundy"
3 "Where's Richard" inquired Wallins
| ford. "Dead?"
Nobody knowe; but it's a stron:
chance. The first quarterly remlttanc'
:, was returned from South Africa hv
i years ago. Hutch held back tho checi
= unit! three more were returned then h.
cashed them. and he hasn't WORKED
. since. His steal from the Warden es
, tate was a side bet"
= Continued T0morr0w.1