The evening world., 1915-02-13

stiii, nOuoy aln 0Vort tnluBs eoo " .
worth something to stand having you
around.
I'm going plumb back 10 Santa
Chansa, and It's the honostsst hope q
my life that ri never lay eyes ON you
or any similar collection Of wooden.
headed. putty -sleinned. half-baked.
sneaking. lying. thisving petty crooks
again till my dying dayl
"Coms Blisteri" said Capt vslvst.
and hurried away.
They did not riss 70 bid him fars.
well. Dsagufed. they at and cvrssd
could hear, but in low, awful rum
biings that would not casTy moro than
eight or ten feet At most
Cursing. they watched him swing
over the side-watched . seconA man
come aboard the Lavina and lounge
TO his friend at the wheel-watched
| the numbering launch. with Capt. Vel
vet and Blister In the stern. as II wal
lowed toward the shore and the big
sterns OF the coastwise liners.
I, The Lavinia sailed on. Ten min
utss more and she would be heading
for South Brooklyn. Figured TO its
fne0t one pays nve cents to travel
from South Brooklyn TO New York
Robert Pollard rose hastily and en-
dsavored 70 roll realistically to the
man Mt the wheel.
We're going ashore here, mattel"
no announced with q painful. frater-
nal smile.
in whatf"
sIn the small boat mate" contrib
uted tho Snake.
what arc you eoin' to do with
the small boat aftcrwardf" demand
ed the man at tho wheel. who had q
hard. unkind face.
"Just whatever you tell US 70 DO
with II. mate" the Spanish Brute said
humbly.
The man At tho wheel stared at
had no imagination At all: for hav-
ing stared. he studied tho shore-lins
until:
"See that green tug over theref-
"Yes," said Mr.. Pollard.
tie her up to that and tell the en-
gineer to bring her over to Dich
Brown at the Basin whom he docks
for the night. I guess thatli DO oil
with which he dismissed them en-.
tirely and returned to tho navigation
Tho guiding mind hesitatsd q mo.
ment and then llmpsd to the davit
There william Ryan assisted him si.
lently In lowering the little rowboat
to water that rocked and surged ant
tumblsd about In most unpleasant
fashion.
= william Ryan. too. dropped INT,
. her. and all but drowned. Yet he held
her while Mr.. Pollard and the enaks
!. pale and uncertain. took their places
!. Than. silsnt still william Ryal
, 70 <. :s,o:' tn, sSs h'avins East Rive
atsrss ~ smasameot. NJ sriu
= amusement. Of plain wonder. greete
Z them there. The oily engineer. hav
ing looked Thorn all over carefully
9 took 70 shaking In an unmannsrl
2 way.
I! They did not protest. They msrel,
clambersd from the green tug to III
D long, dark dock. with . liner on II
J.. other side. and piles OF boxes ant
= bales for one to stumble over In tn
darkness.
!. And then they were on the strsss
3 Of New York again.
Tho Snake said hoaroely:
IT didn't want to worry you. Rob
!: by. but ] think Spike Andrews W
ohastng us In that launch this las
: Ewes her sghsd Mr.. Pollard.
well, whether he was or not. VIVA
= DO we DO now7" asked the SpAnls
Brute. "ws're back and It's blame
DANGEROUS place TO b. Why, We 20
, out OF the town only BY the skin Q
our tosth Q couple Of days ago." II
looked about and stroked bile NAL
treated jaw. "say. We went out OF IN
: town In our own automobile Wit
! three million dollars In the a.
: and
4 Mr.. Pollard laughed bitterly sa
hNtrhAd IN hia trOu6oYO.
. THAT does u mighty httie 700
). now" he d6hed. "OuS JOB Just Z
pressat u to rot out OF dght mrs.
!. Then We can plan"
u well, with 70 centS'-
a The leader of the unfortunate ri
held his painful side and looked sadl
!. across the .treet. A. he looked h
redeemed painfully.
~ There was 4 distressed INVESTOR
pile Of old red brick over there. wit
n q filthy saloon on the ground floor an
" q little niche at TIE side whose doc
v bore: