The Washington times., 1915-10-10

that we're older. have to boot my
| lions now every time want 'em TO look
| fierce. Say. you ought to be with this
outit. coarsest grift you ever saw.
| down"
Manager. Ell? Ed slip me all the
ini3, no. YOU can. Where's Barnes
"o!d =. T.'s laid up with rheumntic
Gout. and so Joe Unger. he's the mana
ger. has been buying farm up In Con-
! nccticut."
What does he look like"
Like tub OF pork. Far be il from
m" to say such, with me so affectionate
| old hun.' '''
Thanks. Ed" BIackic threw away
ms cigarette: IN post my pal right
'nHiebef for fancy Erift."
Wise me- husked Ed. with pleasure:
wise me" ~
hIhckie hurried away to the cane ,ack
whore he had planted J. Rufus hut irs,
as he neared his partner, and beToro' 'u,. h,.
snlllh sneak. Wallingford was aston
iSheu 10 see BlaCkie look back oy.r hi.
shoulder and start away on raI,nn
u.n Ills hosser was the explanation. ri"
from him. 'e'p'e away
p That was my fall-suy." exn,.,r.,
PPlackie' arriving breathless tust af,or
line OF CON- was MS
~, he,s the richest mark that ever ssked
we price or lemons" laughed bie Ed
gazing In wonder after the densr,,na, u,
bogser' He pointed out that fat nars
W Va over 9 mere. mere: and wanted to know II he
ried Blackie. 'p' "or-
did l not. did not" replied Ed win,
ini,n,.e IN . scofn; II told him II was
harnes, and that he'd had himself dyed
q brunette to keep from looking iike
his own Autographs. so people wo;,,dn.s Te
Keep trying to buy him OUT
luck. "'''s"t at MS
bow nc. did :ou come to hand him that
The line OF dope he'd been n, ss,,g
Out won 1t for him replied Ed with a
reminiscent smile. Some or his n,,os.
lions were screams. Why. the geek
had an idea that man was onI, all
lowed lowed to own a circus ten years. be-
cause there was SO much money in II:
ana he wanted to know how long
Barnes. had to run yet"
what did you tell him: nine years or
week. inquired Blackie anxIousiy.
Twenty.four hours" ehuckled I'D.
fat party to buy the circus. hone he
bit" wait MY
Leave that to me-" and as soon G
Mr.. Bogger had walked away from
Wailingford. Daw hurried over to ].
Rufus.
II can't believe it yet. Blackie." de-
either the prize boob OF the universe or
else he has me kidded to a standstili..
Take It from IN me- he's the prize lol-
looks like a remittance from mother"
"IIc is IL he buys nv circus "
chuckled J. Rufus. Say Blackie, YOU
find out where Barnes is. and cook I'M
some scheme to keep him out or the
way for an hour DO that and IN sell
ELI some experience.
Go as far as YOU like. and see ~
Barnes cares" airily responded BlackIe
Old +. 7. hasn't been with the show "a
minute this season, and his manager. a
fat burglar by the monikcr OF Joe I'm
ger, Is grating all the velvet. He's so
strong. at 1t no hasn't paid salaries for
three weeks
J. Rufus strode straight across to the
main entrance into which solid
ready wodging. Wallingford, broad Of
shoulders and head taller than the
mass, pushed his way impatiently along
between the swaying ropes. and was
about to push az impatienuy past the
ticket-taker when that gentleman.
heavy framed thug grabbed him
by the shoulder.
"TICkct," he rasped.
where's Joe I'nger?" demanded Wal
llngford. with a frown as black as
night.
The tIckct-taker glanced toward n
bocfy man who stood Just bs~Dnd him,
his Buffalo Bill sombrero in his hand. |
moppng his head with gray silk hand |
kcrchIcf. Tho heavy gentleman making
no sign. tn" tickct-taker turned again to |
WnllnEfOrd.
| saId where's your ticket" ID, de- |
mandod immcdiat" action lurking Just |
hChind his eNcbalis.
Six hrawny gentlemen, three on either
side OF the ropes, smiled grimly and