The Monticellonian., 1916-05-18
look after the rev,ew.1g stand tickets

look after the revIew.lg stand tickets myself"
 l At the hour named, the editor ar rived. Average Jones was already there, accompanied by 6 messenger boy. The boy wore the cheerful grin of one who has met with an unex pected favor of fortune They've returned, both of 'em. said Average Jones as Waldemar ap preached. What about the gov ernor?"
 Tt took mighty lot of persuasion but he'll do it." replied the editor.
 Skip, son." sa1d the Advisor. hand. ing the messenger boy folded news paper. The two gentlemen on the l third floor rear. And be sure you say that it's personal. marked copy"
 The boy crossed the street and en. tered the house. In two minutes he emerged, nodded to Average Jones and walked away Five minutes passed. Then the front door opened | cautiously and tall, evil-looking man slunk into the vcstibule. A second man followed Eim. They glanced eagerly from left to right. Average Jones stepped out to the curbstone.
 Here's the message from Karboe, 7 he called
 My God!" gasred the tall man.
 For an instant he made as if to turn back. Then clearing the steps at one jump, he stumbled, sprawled was up again instantly and speeding up the street. away from Average Jones, turned the corner neck and neck with his companion who, run ming powerfully, had overtaken him.
 The door of the house stood ajar Before Waldemar had recovered from his surprise, Average Jones was in side the house. Hesitation beset the editor. Should he follow or wait? He paused, one foot on the step. A loud crash within resolved his doubts. Up he started, when the voice of Average Jones in colloquy with the woman who had received them before, checked him. The colloquy seemed excited but peaceful. Presently Aver age Jones came down the steps.
 They left the ad." said be- Have you seen it
 No; l hadn't time to get paper" replied Waldemar, taking the copy extended to him and reading, in large display:
 OFFER TO PHOTOGRAPHERS GOO
 reward for special fashlght photo of Governor Arthur in tonights pageant specifications designated by the late Nick karboe. Apply to A. Jones. Advisor Astor Court Temple. New York city.
 No wonder they ran." said Walde- mar with grin, as he digested this document.
 And so must we if we're to get through the crowd and reach the re- viewing stand. warned Average Jones, glaneing at his watch.
 Their seats. which they attained with some difficulty, were within a few feet of the governors box With in reach of them sat Carroll Morri son.
 The sound of music from down the street turned all faces in that direc. tion.
 Governor Arthur approached the civic statue. An official. running out to the coach. handed him silken cord, which he secured with a turn around the wrist The coach rolled on. The cord tautened; the swath- ings sundered and fell from the gleaming splendoI of marble, and binding flash, followed by another, and third. plotted out the scene in unbearable radiance.
 Involuntarily Morrison, like thou sands of others, had screened his sight with his hands after the sec ond flash. Now. as the kindlier light returned, he half rose, rubbing his eyes furiously. half groan escaped him. He sank back, staring in amaze For Governor Arthur was riding on, calm and smiling amid the shouts.
 Morrison shrank Could it be that the governors eyes were fixed on his? He strove to shake off the delusion. He felt, rather than saw, the guest of honor descend from the coach; felt rather thar saw him making straight toward himself; and he winced and quivered at the sound of his own name.
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