The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1916-11-26

heart had warmed Mt once to the big, sim
ple-hearted Swedc.
Their meeting that morning had been
tLdicrpuB enough. The reporter had been
walking MP Broadway In searcl, or d story
when he had Been some one hang out a
freshly Numbered shirt to dry on a flag
PIE outside 81 window In the particularly
oiitc Hotel CroesuB. Seeming some fea-
tI'F3 stE!f. ne had promptly obtained an
interview with 'Porcuplne Peterson, Yu-
p kon." yHho had Insisted on being shown
the sfEhts on his own plethoric bank-roIl
IN the appointment had been arranged FOR
me Afternoon.
Tommy had returned to the C,roesua at
the hour agreed on. only to find PorcupIne
gazing with soulful bashfuIness into the
eyes OF q Hnartly dressed and pretty
Young woman whom the reporter had rec
o5nizcd It once AZ Helen tho Mouse
t:s-as her portrait Eraced the Rogue's Gal
'c:2ht HEADQUARTERS.
Gee: thought Tommy as he watched
ten: from tho cafe door. Tho poor boob
OFT have cur-fare IN tho morning IL her
fang once gets holds OF him. And he'll
lrobah'y knock my block or II I try to
Put him Wise
Nevertheless, when Helen the Mouse ex-
!! cuscd herself Just then and swnyed Ian
EuorousIy out into the lobby. the reporter
Heized the opportunity. But Forcupine
vas highly indignant.
She bano a perfect LADY," he declared
Tehemently. II bane Borry to dsappint
JUu, but ve skoI1 have our good time to-
| I7orrow. She bane show me how to win
N de horse-races, and then have even
/ bigger poke for tomorrow
Grant expostuIated, but PorcupJne only
got angry. So when Helen returned a mo-
i;rent later he turned away with Bhrug
/! ef disgust
4 Tho miner and the woman went out into
/ the lobby. and there she introduced him
8:o a loudly dressed, Bporty-loolkinE man,
while Grant watched cynica1ly from q lit
Hto distance. Yet even now he couldn't
bring himself to abandon the lamb to tha
4 slaughter, SO when the three started on
down the street a moment later, the re
4 porter followed.
\ " few minutes later he was tphonIng his
friend. CadoEan. chief OF detectives
Ill., /. ep, regular old fashioned wire-tapping
\! SPINDLE he said swiftly. Fake pool
4 Eoom and fake telegrap1er@5i In a room I'M
| 4crn cath. TeleErapher is supposed to get
4 Tho dope on the races a little IN advance
L 81 the pool-room. SO the acorne-on can have
n time to rush upstairs and bet on a horse
4 that's already won. Get me? There's
some other monkey business that I'm not
N ~Ise@to yeti got this doing little quiet
/ bursting They're going to pull It off
right away, landed the sucker and every
thing. Yep, Helen the Mouse ard her
E5cro%d. Can you come over and bring q
4 few dicks? Fine! S'lonE.'t
j Grant had 'phoned from a booth in the
| hall-way Ola small office building on q
side street not far from the Croesus He
3now ran quietly upstairs agaln-the eIe-
avator boy was unquestionably sin with
3thn gang. He found a window-cleaner's
ladder and used 1t to reconnolter through
EEhe transom or the telegrapher's room.
4 That gentleman was evidently just get
i ting the t'returns'' on race while
4 .Forcupine and Helen watched him eager
i IS. The big Swede had already won on
\ an earlier race as Grant knew. And he
EFnorted. Helen and hsrsvictim turned to-
4 wards the door. and Grant slipped from
Il Tho ladder and out OF sight down the stair
4 way just In time to escape detection. The
door opened and the two hurried upstairs
Il towards the 'pool-room."