Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1916-12-19


O'Neill went on. You can do me one.
Let Manuel off-on one condition"
"Name it."
! THAT he hands me Mt once $500,
$100 for myself, the other for my part
ner. It's legitimate salary money due
us. We need it. A long walk to New
York"
Il myself began Meyrick.
Don't want your money" said
O'Neill; want Gonzales"
Gonzales YOU shall have" agreed
Meyrick. You pay himr'
Never" cried the Spaniard.
"Then it's the police" limited O'Neill.
Gonzale took two yellow bills from
wallet. He tossed them at O'Neill.
"There, you cur
Careful" cried O'Neill, "or I'll
punch you yet!''
He started forward, but Gonzale
hastily withdrew. O'Neil and the
millionaire followed to the street.
"Well, my boy" answered Spencer
Meyrick, "if l can ever do anything
for you in New York come and see
me-"
you may have to make good on
that" laughed O'Ncill, and they parted.
O'Neill fastened to the Mail office.
He waved yellow bills before the lanky
Howe.
"In the nick OF time" he cried. "Me,
the fair haired hero. And here's the
fare, Harry-thc good old railroad
fare"
Heaven be praised" said Howe.
I've finished the job, Bob. Not
trace of this mornings issue left. The
fare! North in parlor cars! My to-
bacco heart sings. Can't you hear the
elevatcd"-
Music, Harry, music"
And the newsboys on Park row.
"Caruso can't touch them. Where
can we find a time table, I wonder?"
Meanwhile, in corner of the plaza.
Manuel Gonzale spoke sad words in
the ear of Martin Wall.
Its the jinX," moaned Wall. with
conviction. THE star player in every
thing l do down here. I'm going to
burn the sand hotfootlng it away.
But whittier, Manuel. whither?"
"In Porto Rico" replied Gonzale. "I
have not yet piled my trade. 1 60
there"
Palm Beach, sighed Wall, "has dia-
monds that can be observed to spar
kle as far away as the New York So
ciety columns. But, alas, I lack the
wherewithal to support me in the stvle
to which my victims are accustomed"
Try Porto Rico" suggested Gonzale.
THE air is mild-so are the police. I
will stake you"
Thanks. Porto Rico 1t is. How the
devil do we get there?p
Up the main avenue of San Marco
Spencer Meyrick walked as q man 60
ing to avenge. With every determined
step his face grew redder, his eye more
dangerous. He looked at his watch
Eleven.
The eleventh hour! But much might
happen between the eleventh hour and
high noon.
In the Harrowby suit the holder of
the title, handsome and distinguish
cd figure, adorned for his wedding.
walked nervously the rather worn car
pet His brother, hastily pressed into
service rs best man. sat putting at a
cigar With a perSistency which indi-
:ated somewhat perturbed state of
mind on his own part. i
"Brace up, AllGn,' lie Urged. It'll
be over before you realize it. Remem-
Der my own wedding Cad, wasn't I
frightened? Always that way with
man. No sense to 1t, but he just can't
help it. Never forget that little par
lor, with the flower of Marion society
oil about, and me with my teeth chat
tering and my knees knocking to-
gether."
1T Is bit OF an ordeal" said Allan
weakly. Chap feels oil sort of-gone
inside
The telephone, ringing sharply, inter-
rupted. George Harrowby rose and
stepped to 1t.
ALLAN? You wish Allan? Very well.
I'll tell him"
He turned away from the telephone
and faced his brother.
ut was old Meyrick, kid. Seemed
somewhat hot under the collar Wants
to see you in their suit at once"
"What-what do you imagine he
wants?"
Going to make you a present of
Riverside drive, l fancy. Go ahead,
boy. I'll wait for you here"
Allan Harrowby went out, along the
dusky corridor to the Meyrick door.
Not without misgivings, he knocked. A
voice doomed, Gomez He pushed
open the door.
He saw Spencer Meyrick sitting pur-
pie at a table and beside him Cynthia
Meyrick in the loveliest gown of all
the lovely gowns she had ever worn.
The beauty of the girl staggered FLAIR
rowby bit. Never demonstrative he
had sudden feeling that lie should