Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1917-07-03


and are old friends; you've probably
seen us together enough to be sure Of
that. Hasn't 1t occurred to you that
however well might know the Mr..
Smith my father has written you
about, should hardly care to be seen
in public with him." IA B.
"Then there are two Of them?" KIM
zie demanded.
The young woman was laughing
again. "Would that be so very won
derfulf with SO many Smiths In the
world2"
"But-er-the middle name. Miss
Richlander: that isn't so infern-so
very common, I'm sure"
1T is rather remarkable, isn't It?
But there are good many Montagues
in our part of the world, too. The
man my father wrote you about al
ways signed himself y. Montague as
II he were q little ashamed of the
john"
"Then this Brewster Smith isn't the
one who is wanted in Lawrenceville
for embezzlement and attempted muir
derr
Excuse me-" said the beauty, with
another very palpable attempt to
smother her amusement. IF you could
only know this other Smith. j. Mon
tague, as ! remember him, was typi-
cal society mantle kind of man who
wears dress clothes even when he
dimes alone, and who wouldn't let his
beard grow overnight for a kings ran
som. But wait a moment. There is
a young gentleman here who came last
evening direct from Lawrenceville.
Let me send for him."
She rose and pressed the bell push
and when the floor boy came, he was
sent to the lobby to page Jibbey. Dur
ing the little wait, David Kinzie was
skillfully made to talk about other
things. Ubbey was easily found, as it
appeared, and he came at once. Miss
HIGHLANDER did the honors graciously.
''Mr., Kinzie, this is Mr.. Tucker Jib-
hey, the son Of one Of our Lawrence
Vile bankers. Tucker-Mr. Kinzie !;
the president Of the Brewster City Ma
tional." Then, before Kinzie could be-
gin: tucker, I've sent for you in
self-defense. You know both MI. John
Smith, at present Of Brewster, and also
J. Montague Smith, sometime of Law
renceville and now Of goodness only
knows where. Mr.. Knzie is trying to
make out that they are one and the
same"
Jibbey laughed broadly. He stood
in no awe Of banks. bankers, or stub
bly, mustaches.
"Ill tell John, when see him again
and take chance on being able to
run faster than he can," he chuckled.
Ripping good joker
''Then you know both menu" said
Kinzie, glancing at his watch and ris-
ing.
Like book. They're no more
alike than black and white. Our man
here is from Cincinnati; isn't that
where you met him, Verda? I, recol-
lect you didn't Ike him at first, be-
cause he wore q beard. They told me,
the last time ] was over in Cinci, that
he'd gone West somewhere, but they
didn't say where. He was the first
man I met when I lit down here. Lit
tie world, isn't 1t, Mr.. Kinzie?"
David Kinzie was backing away,
watch in hand. Business was very
pressing, he said, and he must get
back to his desk. He was very much
obliged to Miss Richlander, and was
only sorry that he had troubled her.
When her father should return to
Brewster he would be glad to meet
him, and 20 on and 80 on, to and be-
You'd the portieres which finally blot
ted him out, for the two who were left
in the Louis Quinze parlor.
SIS that about what you wanted me,
to say7" queried Jibbey, when the click
of the elevator door latch told them
that Mr.. Kinzie was descending.
"Tucker, there are times when you
are almost lovable;" said the beauty
softly, with hand on Jibbey's shoul-
der.
.rm glad it's what you wanted, be-
cause it's what was going to say, any,
way" returned the ne'er.do-weel sober
ly, thus showing that he, too, had not
vet outliyed the influence Of the over
night hand-grip.
Since Brewster was q full-fiedged
city, its banks closed at three o'clock.
Ten minutes after the hour, which hap
pened also to be about the same length
Of time after, Starbuck and Smith had
reached town, Mr.. Crawford Stanton
rot himself admitted by the janitor
at the side door Of the Brewster City
National. President Kinzie was still
at his desk in his private room, and
the promoter entered unanncunced.
II thought I'd hang of and give you
the Initial the time there was" he
said, dropping into the debtors chair
at the desk-end. And then, with a
quarrelsome rasp in his tone: Are
you getting ready to switch again"
Though his victims often cursed the
banker for his shrewd caution and his
ruthless proft-takings, no one had ever
accused him Of timidity In stand-up
encounter.
.sYou've taken that tone with me be-
fore, Stanton, and I don't like It," he
returned brusquely. "You may as well
keep it in mind that neither you, nor
the people you represent, own the
Brewster City National. or any part Of
1t, In fee simple"
'We can buy you out any minute
we think we need you," retorted Stan
<or .Rut never mind about that. Your