Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1918-10-27

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son.
How many times, for instance. do
you suppose you've walked past the
Hotel Northumberland? Yet did you
ever notice that the barber shop en-.
trance was exactly twenty PAGES east
of Broadway; that you go down three
iron steps to a landin' before you turn
for the other fifteen, or that the bar
Der pole has q gilt top with blue stars
in 1t. and Is swung out on a single
bracket with two screws on each side2
points out all this to Barry as we
strolls down from the theater district.
fulg' -.
"Ain't it," says I. "And all done
without a change Of wig or a lab OF
the needle. Now. your part Is easy.
step into the shadow where the cab
stand juts out and when nobody's
passin' you work the screws loose.
Me. I got to drop into the wrttin'
room and dash something off. Here
we are. Go to It."
Course. he could have plugged
things: Might have dropped the
s got himself eaug itn in the sA aos. BUT
Barry has surrounded the idea NICE
ly. He couldn't have done better II
he'd been sent out to a listenin' post.
And when he strolls out again five
minutes later there he stands with
the pole tucked careful under one
"Fine york" says I. But we don't
want to hide 1t altogether. Carry 1t
careless like, with your overcoat I'M
buttoned. SO both ends will show.
That's the cheese!"
It amt one of these big, vulgar bar
Der poles. you know: not over four
feet long and about as many inches
thick. But it's brilliant one, and
with Barryin evtnin' dress he's bound
to be some conspicuous luggin' it.
Yet I starts him straight up Broad
way, me trailin' twenty-five or
thirty feet behind.
If it had been further up town he
might have collected quite q mob of
followers, but. down here there's only
Most of 'em only turns to look after
him and smile. One or two gives him
the merry hail and asks where the
class of 1910 is holdin' the banquet.
He'd done nearly Ave blocks before
a hatfoot steps out Of a doorway and
valves a nightstick at him.
"Hey, whaddye mean, pullin' that
hick stuff?" demands the cop.
"sirw says Barry. wavin' him of
Then I mixes in. TITS perfectly all
ooh, do you?" says the cop. "Well,
some Of you Army guys know lot;
and then again some OF you don't.
But you can't get away with any
such cut-up motions on my beat"
But listen." begins. II can ex-
"Ah. feed 1t to the sergeant" says
he. Come along you," and he takes
Barry by the arm.
Being q quiet night in the precinct
the desk sergeant had plenty Of time
30 1loAn f,Yot Hnr{dod oNainQt
Barry. too, when sprung my scrap
Of paper on him. It's q receipt in full
for one BARRIERS pole: signed by
Otto Krumpheimer. I knew 1t was
o. K. because I'd signed 1t myself.
geant of the cop.
And all the fatty can do Is gaze at
It and scratch his head.
mo case," says the sergeant. "Beat
Then I nudges Barry. He speaks up
prompt, too. II want my little barber
"Ah. take it along" says the SER
geant, Disguised.
Sorry. oficer.", says I: as we drifts
out and I slips him 1--WE fiye casual sswa he
"But pick out another beat"
Which we done. This time we starts
from the Northumberland and walks
east. Barry had got almost to Mad.
,ison avenue before another eagle-eyed
copper holds him up. He does 1t more
or less rough, too.
Drop that, now!" says he.
Certainly not says Barry, lynn en-
thusiastic. TITS my pole"
lis it, Them" says the cop. Maybe
you can show the sergeant YETI Ant
, maybe don't know where you pinch
!, ed 1t. Walk along. now"
You should have seen the desk ser
geant grow purple in the gills wher
= = we shows up in front Of the rail thu
- think you're dom, any ways" he de-
mands.
s 'I'l make q charge Of petty larcen,
and disorderly conduct" says the cop
9 layin' the evidence on the desk.
Twill you, Myers" says the ser
= geant sarcastic. Didn't ask him II h
had q receipt, suppose? Show it t.
him. lieutenant"
Q grins and hands over the paper.
n "Hah" grunts Myers. But OFT,
Q Krumpheimer don't sign his name lik'
that. Never"
d "How do you know?" says I.
q s'Why," says Myers. scrapin' his foo
h nervous" IL just know, that's all
8 rye seen his writin', plenty times"
s "Hear that, sergeant" says I. "Jus
lot that down. will your
8 might court" says the sergeant.
= 'tNever mind. Barry" says !. 'Lin'
of duty. And I'll be on hand by tn
8 time your case Is called"
/. "Righto!" says Barry cheerful.
Myers, he was ambitious to lug u
h see it that way. So. While Barry's be
in walked OF to police court, jump
Q into taxi and heads for McCrea'
hotel, If he'd been in bed meant I,