The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1916-08-13

and follow Mr.. Barton through a series
Of adventures as startling as those with
which Marie and I had met that a., night It;
how to deal with various elements OF
the underworld that went far deeper
than mere knowledge OF their Ian
nn sa he ot could Sny L I5S IL aRn
the editor had given him his assignment
he hurried home and proceeded to make
up for the part he expected To play
that night. The result satisfied him
Jimmy paused not to admire the COM
pleteness Of his disguise. but set or nj
once for the district in Harlem where
he expected to get information against
the Black Handlers.
His Disguise Perfect.
In the early evening a young Italian
entered the police station on the steps
Of which Arturo Bocetti had hesitated
| only little while before. The shabby
young fellow slouched along In a queer.
half furtive manner and sauntered over
to the sergeant. whom he addressed
with an air Of bravado: Il gotta da
bomb"
dealing with the case Of the young chap
| who was scowling SO hercely as he
made his threat. And even as he
| whipped a gun from below his desk he
aimed 1t at the young Italian. several
, officers leaped forward with appraised
clubs and seized the young boaster and
examined him before he could protest
/ or make an effort to prove the power
of his DANGEROUS weapon ,.....
interrupted their work. and a distinctly
American voice jibed at them ir-
| reverently: well. / got you fellows
all right. I'm Jimmy Barton. and II l
| a u, IN I
| wet by In Little Italy
1t took moment or two for Jimmy
| to make himself understood. When the
| officers realized that he was not a mefi-
good naturedly. without any trace of
wounded vanity because OF the success
| 70 Jimmy's ruse.
But the sergeant warned Mr. Barton
II he wasn't careful. That intrepid
youth only waved his hand to the police
men and set of gayly on his tour of
| Harlem.
Farrari's saloon was known to a few
we'll informed newspaper men as the
focal point Of most OF the plots which
undermined Little Italy"
II had an unsavory reputation-and
| even Jimmy Barton might have hest
tated to go there alone after nightfall
had II not been for his faith In his dis
guise. But now he sauntered in with an
easy swagger he had seen many young
Of the Roman Campagna retain even on
the hard paved streets of New York.
" He ordered a drink at the bar and
talked casually to sone OF the bystand.
from Boston. where he had lived since
his people brought him over from We
nice In his boyhood.
J Jimmy knew he was safe In choosing
Venice as a birthplace-for II is no
; from the north Of Italy nor vet from
n fri hat tIa Intry artt &
anarchistic Italians Of Little Italy
come.
The crowded hot districts Of the cas-
coast and especially of the Neapolitar
, country produce Black Handlers far
/ more often than does the city of tn,
) Adriatic. The men who frequented Far
raris came from THE toe OF the boot.
Z. Jimmy was accepted without comment
5 Farrari himself mixed his drink Mr.
/ Barton paid for II with a $40 bill Tha
had exactly the effect on which he ha'
calculated: II reused the cupidity o
! 1.-THE gambler. Farrari walked over to
4 ward the rear room, into which Jimm
n longed to penetrate.
: A Celver Ruse.
No request to see II would hav,
: brought him there; but a chance to in
! volve the newcomer. strange to the way
i Of the metropolis. In a game in whlc
ne might De neatly renewed OF MS saw
ings was. as Jimmy we'll knew. lilsel
to carry him into the room. which wa
i reputed to be the gathering place O
: the Black Handlers.
: There were those who said that fror
that back room Of Farrarrs saloon Their
, was an exit fairly honeycombing LIT
/ tie Italy with secret passages owe
q roofs. under Easements. and up an
!, down tortuous. labrinthine ways.
Jimmy proposed to investigate thos
4 rumors. And II a $40 bill as n bait an
his boyish chatter about Venice and tn
t simplicity of life In Boston could carr
d hAm back into that inner room an
: to the intimacy game OF poker had
9 ofer. Jimmy Barton didn't intend I
h miss any chance for said game.
d station behind the bar and swaggere
n nonchslantly over to the door of secrec
Z behind which the reporter longed I
! penetrate. Jimmy fairly held his breath
d No aspirant for fame ever waite
more eagerly outside the door of a man
Z ayers office while an Indifferent secre
I tary went to see II the great one
z would grant a hearing than did Jlmm
/. wait 20 nnd out n he would be admitte
r TO a poker game with a collection O
k untutored. unwashed denizens OF tn
& Harlem underworld.
y Several moments passed, and the
I Farrart sauntered back again from tn
rear room. He was followed by ma
who carried Ave cards with him.
Is Jimmy managed to keep betrayin
9 his eyes. Whimsicaliy he reflected