South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-06-23

in the city, the latter questioned
20 relieve the tension behind her
big searching brown eyes
Sure. my brud he bootbiack
down ten-what YOU call-stritt2"
Latimore laughed good naturedly
All right. he said kindly. wen
have Miss Hastings look him mp for
YOU and see that YOU meet him just
as soon as possible
And tank you much" The little
brown girl was saying almost with
in the next few minutes as she stood
under the sheltering arm OF Mrs.
Hastings and Latimore was bidding
her goodbye
BY goIly." ne remarked 20 him
self as he hurried down the hail. a
character real fnd-she's typi-
cal Of the grateful peasant type
Two months later Latimore sat
one afternoon reading a letter ad-
dressed 10 him in a strange hand
writing.
IL babe him come 20 a certain ad-
dress il he wished TO see his brother
alive. II am very in and wish 10 see
YOU" LatimOre snatched has hat
from the amazed valet, and without
waiting TO call his chauffeur. drove
hastily 10 the scrubbed address in a
taXicab
He had groped his way into the
narrow tenement hallway past
groups OF unkempt inhabitants and
stood studying the marks or the
various doors within. when he felt
himself suddenly overwhelmed by
the powerful arms OF a number OF
men. In the next instant he had
been blindfolded. hustled into "A
sitting room and plunged involun-
tarily into a deep upholstered chair.
We gotta you nova" he heard a
gruh voice say, you give US 10000
dolla and We letta you go"
Dis a da gambling joint see ,"
explained another one Of the spec
tators-
We gotta da goods on YOU. You
comma across with da mon or we
max da noise dat you big gambler
-runna da joint, see?" expostu-
lated another.
Latimore didn't see literally. but
he understood. He had been tricked
He was his own steely self in a mo-
ment. He would never submit 10
this blackrlail.
After an hour or more OF rigid
third degree. when Iatimore was
about to collapse into submission "a
sudden cry from a woman attracted
the bandits attention.
'Letta him 60" cried the girl.
rushing up 10 Latimore and tearing
the black handkerchief from his
eyes "Letta him go, she screamed
into the elder bandits face, he Mr..
Iatimore, my man, my saviour. letta
heem go, tella YOU"
Latimore stood and faced the
panic stricken crowd. Before him
stood the figure of the little brown
girl" he had kept from going back
10 Italy as the all wise official had
wished
so this is where you have land
| ed" he said sneeringlv.
! She put up her two hands suppli-
cantly and began to cry Historically.
MY brud-" she pointed 70
grissled creature who has been one
| of the minors Of this gang.
Il fnda heem lika dis-and he
maka me stay. honest though
Mr.. Latimore, I honest I tella YOU.
! sell da flowers evera day in stritt"
At Carmellas entreaty and
threats Mr.. Latimore was allowed
10 go free.
II wasn't the philanthropic Mr.. La
timore though who walked from this
miserable den of vice to leave il be-
| hind HIM forever. For. within a few
weeks the Success Shoe Repairing
/ Co. had Joe, once upon a time hon
/ est but unfortunately associated
| brother OF Carmella as one Of its
| expert shoe polishers. while little
/ CarmeIla sold flowers in a big de-
I partment store instead Of on the
/ street corner.
Mr.. LatimOre was again hopeful.
He was glad he had persuaded the
| official 20 let her stay in the land
where honest work is the antiseptic
/ for all malice.