Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1920-10-12

IlMES.NEY UBLlCAN, M
was rather disappointing, and the
place was almost empty for it WY
half way between the dinner and the
supper hours. But the food wher
it came justified the cafes great rep
utation.
French carte-de- jour, choosing the
most expensive dish from each sub
division: Petite Marmite; Cotelotte
des Ecrivissis au diable: F'ilet Mignor
au Moelle: pommes de terre Florizel:
ChouX- fleur hollandaise: plombiere
etc. The result was eminently salts
factory. Bobo groaned with delight
1t appeared that Bobo had special
and particular talent for eating.
Don't wake me. Don't wake mel"
he prayed "Many's the time I've
dreamed OF this. but II was always
snatched away just as / sat down
Say. are we going to have coffee and
cigars?"
Sure thing. Fifty centers."
~ l<tiu, iei IllS SlScp I'LL ltiSh SAiAsi
afterwards you can do what you like
to mel"
You seem to have a nice taste in
fancy eats" said Jack.
"a nice taste. | was born with
the tongue of an epicnre, a delicate
tongue, a high toned tongue! For
me to be obliged to eat in lunch
~. ,,,o. ,.,l I>aapar;as xSnc a Crime
aginst nature,"
well. how would you like to keep
this up for awhile?" said Jack with
an offhand air.
"Hey?" said Bobo opening his eyes.
Jack studied him. Hes something
of fool" he thought. but maybe
that's what l need. I couldn't con-
troll hard -headed guy. And he's
an actor He ought to be able to
play part. And he'd be grateful
for his meals, I could do what
wanted with him. Anyhow l have
to take a chance, and might do
worse"
What dye mean. keep it up?" de-
manded Bobo.
This is only a sample" said Jack.
How would YOU like the real thing
Madagascar: a yacht, a motor car
Oh, half dozen motors; all
the clothes you wanted from the best
tailors in America; as for the eats
all you'd have to do would be press
a button and give your order"
ISnhn I'm IL, ~ 4
are you getting att"
Surprising a man offered you this,
would you be willing to put yourself
in his hands7"
Say, if it was on the level, he
could do what he wanted with mel"
said Bobo fervently
"All right said Jack. IT'S go!'
Bobo stared. Say, fellow. what
kind of pipe are you giving me ?
Do you mean you are offering me-
Are you crlzy?"
did your read the afternoon pa
pers?" asked Jack.
Bobo nodded Fellow left his on a
bench beside me-"
you've never asked me my name
What Is it?"
Jack Norman
Bobo stafed spechless. ION the
level?" he $asped.
Jack took a couple of letters from
his pocket and showed him the
superscriptions.
Jack Norman!" said Bobo. "Ther
what were you loafing in the parl
by Yourself for?"
Trying to- get accustomed to the
idea"
Bobo had no more to say. He hat
lost the condescending air.
Here's the situation" said Jack
For certain reasons which / viii
explain to you, / want to keep under
cover for a while. l want to keel
my picture out of the papers.
don't want to be pointed out ant
followed wherever I go. Well, the
easiest way to escape notice is fol
me to get some fellow to take m.
place, see?''
"But everybody who knows 70,
will know I'm not the real guy
That's all right. We won't b,
moving in the same circles as uset
to. want to do it?"
do l want to do tt"
"Wait minute. It's only fair t.
warn you that old Silas Clyde wa:
croaked by a gang of blackmailers
and they're after me now
Bobo paled and hesitated.
"But mean to meet all their de.
mands until we nail them, so there's
not much danger"
Bobo's face cleared. "Will l do il
$3.50" he began again.
.'Hold on! There are two condi.
tons. Yoh must promise to do every
thing tell you. And second, you art
not to marry any woman under false
pretences."
st PROMISE" said Bobo.
GOOD! It's bargain. From this
moment you are John Farrow Nor.
man, newly made millionaire, anf
| am plain Jack Robinson, your
secretary"
They shook hands across the table
Chapter VIII.