The evening world., 1915-01-14
CHAPTER X.
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Tsco Btrds of Passage.
@DUT-see hersi" cried o'Neiil.
;'But mo no butts" said
Mears again. "Nary .
question. I beg Of you.
Take our Jobs. and II you
blink Of us At all think Of cleaning
liz and . speeding train. Once more
-goodby."
The door slammed. o'Nsin looked
ct Howe.
"Drsams!" hs muttered. "or the d.
T.'s. Whst IL this, . comic opera or
. town. You are managing editor.
kHaxry. I shall be city editor. Il
thsrs . city to sdit7 No matter"
mo-" said Howe. He reached for
the greasy pack Of cards. 'wo draw
for It. Come on. High wins.'
p Jack" announced Mr.. O'Nsill.
Deuce" smiled Howe. what are
your orders. sirf'
They looked UP suddenly ten min
utes later TO nnd . man standing be-
tween them. He was . little man.
clad all In white. suit, shoes. stock
tngs. His sly old face was q lemon
yellow. and his eyes suggested lights
naming In the dark woods At night.
beg pardon" said the little man.
"Ah, and what can We do for your"
INQUIRED o'Neill: 60
Nothing. Mr.. Mearsf Mr.. Ell
Gone. vamoosed. You are now
! anea hing IN thA manaGinR editor Of
the Mail"
Il merely dropped in. I am Manuel
0onSale, owner OF the Mall
Good iord!" cried ONeill.
do not be disturbed. I take II
you gentlemen have replaced Mears
And Elliott. ! am glad. Let them
70. You look like bright young men
! e .T ~smHS't' 60, bright enough en-
"rhanks." stammered the manag-
ing editor.
Don't mention It. Here Is Madame
On Dts column for tomorrow. It
runs on the first page. AZ for the
rest Of the paper. suit yourselves"
" o'Neili took the copy. and glanced
-Xrs there no libel laws down
"Ths material in that column" said
sAo little man, his eyes narrowing,
staaa that at once"
~ 'cThe Madame writes hot stun" /"
autWeA O'NeilL
q en- the Madame" said the owner
~ IL Man with dignity.
Aca1, end giidsd With il into the other
Nm. 0careosly had he disappeared
VA1a ths door was opened furiously
81 Q painting man stood inside. Mr..
my Trimmsr's keen eye surveyed
Whsres Mears-Miiottr' no cried.
Xou're not the cashier. are you p
o1ked O'Neiil with interest.
Hn%:r: Hn; :... I'm looking for the editor
1our search l. ended" o'Nsin re-
U4Nd. what 10 itf"
. frout-pase story for Tomorrow
iagns that WIN upset the town."
0on: 70 my ny arms" cried oNsill.
..5,.,.sa ..n: .s.. 1''d H.rrovoy has been
Out Of the inner room glided Manuel
0ensale. and recognizing him. Mr..
T51mmer poured into his ear the story
q Georges disappearance. Mr.. Con-
1qle rubbed his hands.
"A good story" he said. "A very
0ood story. Thank you, q thousand
6mes. I myself will write It."
With q scornful glance at the two
OhNngers, Mr.. Trimmer went out, and
Manuel Gonzals sat down at his desk
oy6opedto dispatches.
a Thers you are" said Gonxale at
4 last, standing. Put an eight column
/ head on that. please, and run It on the
| flPst page. A very fine story. The
paper must go to press"-he looked
az q diamond studded watch-"ih an
hour. Only four pages. Please zee
to the makeup. Ny circulation man.
aser will assist you with the distribu-
ton" At the door ne paused. 1T
occurs to me that your exchequeE
week for the managing editor. Fifty
for the city editor. Allow me-ten
dollars each In advance. II you need
moro pray remind me-"
Into their hands he put crinkling
bflls. And then. gliding still like the
fox he hooked. he went out into the
hight .
fairies are abroad tonight. I hear the
rustic Of their feet over the grass"
An hour later they sent the paper tc
Rhs Hotel Aimeda. As they came
kappily away from that pleasant spo,
OVNeiii spied . fruit stand. He
stopped and made a few purchases.
sNow." said Howe. :.let US 60 ovel
md meet the circulation manager
aere-where are you going, Bobr
"Just q minute" O'Neili shouted
! bock. Come along. Harry. I'm go
lag over to the plaza! I'm going over
- feed that alligator"