Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1916-12-16

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pigeon-hole and siamnning II down ON
the desk. there's report from the axe
| squad showing that Chisworth's gambling
JOINT is closed, and I'll take their word
before ] will yours Get mer"
on, suit YOURSELF" returned Tommy
airily, getting up from the corner of the
desk. II was there last night. ana I'm
going again tonight. I happen stn lno ~,
that ellsworth 10 negotiating TO sell Mis-
JOINT to big Chicago gambler. and that
the guy 10 hanging Off only enough To
satisfy himself that ellsworth is solid
with you. He hasn't tried to prove II
by me, but There's the new address,
u that interests you" and he tossed a
piece of paper on the desk and sauntered
out whistling, leaving the commissioner
Slaring and speeches.
drant didn't believe that tho police were
really protecting the big palace of chance.
but in his business 1t was sometimes
necessary to consider a person guilty I'M
til he had proved himself innocent. stiIl
he wasn't exactly looking for another OK
posture OF the police department: SO IL
Brophy could clear his skirts, well and
good.
The handsome young reporter cleaned
up his routine work In the early part OF
the evening and about nine O'Clock went
over to Chisworth's to see what was do
ing. He had been there the night before
- az i4aa Sdlds AHA ne Was the more taken
abaek, therefore to be turned down
promptly and uncompromisingly by the
first lookout" In the handsome apart
ment building.
Grant whistled as he went out into the
street again, That meant Just one OF two
things Either he had been recognized
last night and had been barred on gen
era1 principles. or Brophy really was "in
on" the gambling joint and had warned
ellsworth to watch for him. In any
event, it was Grants imperative duty TO
get in there.
The street was nearly deserted Tommy
slid around behind the apartment house
through narrow alley, but when he
reached the rear court he found that the
building containing Chisworth's had no
rear fire-escape. There was one. however,
on the building behind, which seemed TO
be closed for the summer; and there was
also a arain-pipe which enabled him to
reach its bottom landing with some diff
Guilty.
Grant hurried cautiously up the rusty
iron ladder, trying meanwhile to figure
out how he was going to get across to
Chisworths. which was on the top floor
across the court. There were some wires
overhead running from the roof OF one
building to the other, but would they
stand his weight?
Guess I'll have TO work from here" he
was Ie0ecllnE when nfuHleu bcredrn
dreW his eyes swiftly to brightly lighted
window across the way. And Holy
cats!t he exclaimed in horror
Two girls were struggling furiously In
the room. which seemed to lead off from
the main gambling hall. as Grant remem-
bered it. One. biack-haired. bold-loolS-
ing woman-"Rita Morrellt" the reporters
brain recorded automatieally-had caught
the OTHER who was young. slight and fair
and whose face was also vaguely familiar.
by the throat. Great Scott. it's" and
the words were choked in Grants throat
ms he caught the import Of tho scene be-
fore him Even as he looked the Morreii
woman, who had been in trouble with the
police more than once flung tho girl vio-
lently to the floor I'm a corner. caught up
lighted students lamp from the table
and threw II at her with all her strength. |
Fortunately her aim was like that Of
most women. The lamp landed out of
sight IN another corner. There was a
crash. a dull explosion, and the room In
an instant was In a glare of flames At
the same moment through the open win |
dow came the muffled thud of blows. a
shrilling of police whistles and a pande-
monium of yelis and curses.
'.Raided after aill' muttered Grant
through white lips. still frozen TO the
spot "But they'll be too late to save
herfo