Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1916-04-07

IdAe p04tet 1OkeS- Enough 10 MAKE
enc lose all interest in the case" he
added disgustedly.
Doctor Hon began tngging at his
side-whiskers. Don't do nothing like
that, he pleaded. Come with me to
Cincinnati. If he amt DEED they've
/ kidnapped him for ransom"
Then Cincinnati is the last place on
the map TO look Was he particularly
drunk the day before he disappeared?'
No He was sober. An he was
/ studyin'. Spanish"
Spanish, eh2 How did you know
about his studying?"
Seen the professor in the house"
Someone you knew"
"No. / asked him. Roddy was sore
because l found out what he was up
/ TO-"
Upon that point Average Jones med
itated q moment.
Did you see this Spanish professor
again. he inquired presently.
Now that you speak Of it, / didn't
see him but the once.
Can you leave for Toledo on to-
nights train?"
You're goin' to take the case
then?" the guack clawed neryously at
his professional white whiskers.
What's your terms?" ne demanded.
That I'm to have full control and
that you're to take orders and not give
them"
I Taocfor LIoes gx-,arIo,,a5 .b.+ ,,-;+h =
gulp. You're on" ne said finally.
Average Jones first call. on arriving
at Toledo, was at the business Office of
the Daily Saw, IN which he inserted
the following PARAGRAPH on a repeat
until-stOpped order:
WANTED-INSTRUCT IN SPANISH.
One with recent experience preferred.
Apply between and 10 a. m. Doctor Hoe,
- Fairfield Avenue.
Thence he climbed the stairs to the
den of the city editor. who obligingly
furnished further details regarding
hickey" Hoff. as he called the young
man.
The worst of it is" said the news
paper man, that there are elements
of decency about the young cub, if he'd
keep sober. But there's nothing else
for him TO do, so he just fights booze
Better make few inquiries at Silent
Charley's"
WHAT'S that?"
Quiet little bar kept by a laxative
Swede. Hickey Hon hung out there
lot Charley even had a room fixed
up for him to lay on in when he was
too picked to go home"
Would-er-young Hoff-er-per-
haps keep a few-er-extra clothes
there?" asked Average Jones, seem
ingly struggling with yawn.
The city editor stared. "Oh, / dare
say. He used to end his sprees pretty
much mussed up"
That would perhaps explain where
! the shirt came FROM" murmured the
Advisor. Much obliged for the sug-
gestion. I'll just step around"
Silent Charley" he found ready,
even eager to talk Yes; Hickey
Hoff had been in his place right along.
Drunk? No; not even drinking much
lately. Two other gentlemen had met
him there quite often. They sat in
the back room and talked. No. neither
of them was Spanish. One was big and
clean-shaven and wore a silk hat. They
called him Colonel" A swell dresser.
The other man drank gin, and lot of
IT, His name was Fred. He was very
tanned. One day there had been hot
discussion over a sheet OF paper that
lay on the table in front of the three
men in the back room. Hickey" had
called a messenger boy and sent him
out for a geography. Il told you there
wasn't any such thing there" the
saloon keeper heard him say triumph
antly, when the geography arrived.
Then Fred replied: ITO h-ll with you
and your schoolbook; ! tell you I've
waded across it." The colonel
smoothed things over and it ended in
a magnum of champagne being or
dered.
And you haven't seen any Of them
since, I SUPPOSED"
Nary a one"
On his return to the Hoff mansion
the investigator found the head there
OF in state OF great excitement.
Say, I've found out something" he
cried. "Roddy's gone to Yurrup."
Where did you find that out?"
! asked Average Jones with smile.
Il been going through his papers
like you told me. He's been Quitting
Tor trip. Bought lots of truck the
last few days and found the duplicate
sale checks that come in the packages.
There's stubs for steamer rug and for
a dope for seasickness and for CON-
pass" he concluded triumphantly.
Compass, eh?" observed Average
Jones thoushtfuIly. Anything else?"