Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1919-05-18
T didn't really begin with the tap
V ioca. 1t began In fact with
something much different and


something much different and
Z much more important. And that
: something was Shag Fewster. alias
Chi Funston, who'd taken what you
might call a high dive from his home
town and had come to the surface
again just south of 'Longacre Square.
The Old Town looke ed good to Shag
Fewster. who. having. pulled OF. a
highly profitable setond-story job in
Evanston. was possessed of what his
circle usually denominated as deep
heel. And in the mazes through which
he moved in a lordly fashion were
many friends eager to share in his
momentary spirit of revelry.
Yet Shag's new world was not ex-
actly what he imagined it. For nearly
two weeks he had been watched, day
by day and hour by hour. At any time
OF any particular day he could have
been rounded up. But Inspector Sloan
had ordered otherwise. There was a
suspicion in official minds that Shay
had friends who might be worth
knowing.
hearted man from the middle west to
know that the guileless blonde who
called herself Bernice Sayette was
something more than mere habitue
OF the Forty-ninth street cabaret,
where he had been duly introduced
to, her by sallow- faced dancing
rat" For the fair Bernice was none
n tt,;h
ance stoolpigeon. who not only en-
3oyed dining and dancing with Mr..
Funston of Kansas City," but COM
bined a clear head with a sedateIy
tempered allurement of manner. l
knew all this quite well, for at least
once q day Toosey reported to me in
person. And as the end of the second
week drew near Tooseys reports were
able to be more intimate. ',s
What d'you spose that Hoosier
mutt tried to hand me last night?'
Joosey mildly demanded of me. after
shed slipped quietly up to my rooms
Tor instructions. He'd the noive to
say we was sure made for each other
and oughtta get splicedw
b ~V "AoI uiu you tell hlm!' /
asked as I opened a window to blow
out some of the Turkish cigarette
smoke with which Toosey was fumi-
eating my furniture.
u says: I'm used to high livin'. and
I'm hitchin' up wit no gen'Fman who
can't keep me goin' the way l was
started" But he wouldn't stand for no
cail-down. Child he says, there's
money goin' bad in this boig O. yours
waitin for somebody to haul it in. And
I'm sure goin' to do some haulin'v
Then says to him: 'Hully gee, Mister
Funston, you amt tryin' to tell me
you're box-man?' 'Nothin' SO crude.
he says to me; I'm suite-renter, and
wit the right sort O. rib l can woik
this town for a dollar
haul! You'll have to wise me up on
what this game O. suite huntin'
means l told him. And SEEM
wasn't goin' to be gun-shy, that loosed
him up.
THE two of us, he laid out to me,
could woik that suite huntin game on
Riverside Drive to a finish, and then
move on to Boston and turn the trick
there for couple of weeks. and then
swing down to Philadelphia and take
In Brooklyn on our way"
Wait a minute" interrupted. Am
to understand that you've actually
agreed to work with Shag Fewster to-
morrow night, or the next night, on
The gem-stealing COUPE"
That all depends on you and the
Inspector" was Toosey's placid retort.
SBut there's one thing l amt goin'
TO do, either for Sloan or the whole
alliance. and that's marry the mutt
But this isn't Shag Fewster's usual
Inc of WORK." tried to explain, puz-
lied little at that sudden new re-
alignment OF things. Does he suspect
lnything? Are you sure he's not in
'ome way giving US a dose of his
'wn medicine.
Dead sure!" was Tooseys retort.
nd then: