Missouri Valley times. [volume] (Missouri Valley, Iowa) 1874-1931, 1916-09-14

need 'steady' with kick in each
niitt," suggested Jim.
81 wish you would punch him."
who? Me? Aud 70 joy-rldiae with
q sluare-toe? Ntx. l'm too renned.
Did you see tonishfs pspsrs."
There wasn't much in them"
Jun smiled wisely. There would
have been ii things hadn't gone right
Ito glad for your sake"
"Oh, the harms done, suppose.
But there's one good thing about it
Bob Wharton hasn't bothered me this
evening"
Jim. with IN expressi0nless face,
tried to speak to Ltias Lynn, who had
just come In. When his sister came
down after the last act. he was wait
ing at the door and helped her into q
cab. despite her protestations that abe
would much prefer to walk.
what are you going to do With al
the coin you save? Slip 1t to the shoe
makers!s he laughed. II don't 60 out
often: you'd better spring me, good
AS they seated themselves in the
main room at Proctor's. he appraised
her with admirins eyes. You're the
candy. sis. There's class to that lay
out
ITS part Of the game to look well
in public, but I'd have enjoyed myself
more il We had gone to Billy the
Oysterman's and dressed the part"
She surveyed the gaudy dining room,
with its towering marble columns, lite
tremendous crystal festoons, shower
ing brilliant but becoming light upon
the thronEs below. then nodded here
and there to casual greetings. !.
Proct0r's was show place, built
upon the site Of former resort the
fame Of which had been nationwide;
but the crowds that frequented It now
were Of different type to those that
had gathered in ''the old Proctors.' y
Prices were higher here than else
where; the coatro0ms were robbers
dens. infested by Italian msfiosi: tips
We're extravagant ana amounted In ef-
feet to ransom. But New York dearly
loves to be pillased. Nothing speeds
the Manhattan sleep Aater more swift
" to change Of scene than the knowl-
edge that he Is getting his moneys
worth.
speaking Of clothes" Jim contin-
ued. staring past his sister to another
fable. There seems to he 4 strike
breaker in the room. Pipe the gink
with the nightshirt under bis. coat and
the shoestring tie. There must be 4
masquerade Say! He's bowling to
you."
Hush! It's Campbell Pope, the
critic
Mr. Pope had risen and was SLOUGH
Ing toward them. He took Lorelei's
hand. then shot sharp glance Ut her
escort as the girl introduced them. Ac-
cepling Jim's Mambled Invitation. he
seated himself and instructed waiter
10 bring his coffee. Jim watched the
nearest entrance with some anxiety.
for the reviewers presence did not at
well with his plans. As he finished
ordering he heard Pope say:
II was sorry the story got out. Miss
knight: hut 1t was pretty we'll smoth-
cred In this evenings papers OF
course You were dragged in by the
hair to afford = Roman spectacle: We
all saw what 1t meant when it came
to u.s."
What did 1t meant queried Jim.
with br0therly interest
"HIackmail. The word was written
all over 1t. Melcher's connection with
the affair was proof OF that: then-the
4 way 1t was handled! Nobody touched
1t except the Dispatch, and. ot-course;
1t got its price"
I Il thought newspapers paid for
copy" innocently commented Jim.
Yes. real newspapers; but the gang
had to publish the stun somewhere. II
u reported that Hammon paid nifty
thousand dollars to pssvent AslchsI
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