Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1920-09-10

after your father, don't you? NOW
if"
mo later than tomorrow a. m.
We'll slide guy in there continued
Meiny. paying no heed to his faith
ers comments. "A guy thatll claim
he wants to can the game an run
straight. He'll ask 70" the glad mitt,
an get it. Then, on the @. T., he'll
f.isk the boob an the whole joint.
that's all. Lead pipe"
Stage looked dubious, and scratch
ed his bull neck meditativey.
Il cont know, Meiny," said he.
That's a pretty high class job. Can
we get anybody to do it--anybody
we can depend on, that won't crab
the game and help send us over
worse than ever?'
Sure We CAM"
"Who?"
Guinea joel
Think SOP
Il know so! He amt no chicken
heart like Dan. Dan would bleed
yellow, IL he got cut: but Joe's got
the real strawberry juice in him. He
amt no Muggs--the ~ummy.-to be
wound round a highbrow's finger.
He's smooth, Joe is. From Sicily.
Had his trainin' in the Malta. Great
stuff, that Malta is: the best ever.
A good Wop, believe me. Best sec
ond-s story worker an gunnan in the,
city. Has some great games. Car
ries a keister with a puffin' "od hid
in the handle. Can plug a guy with
it. shootin' from the hip, then walk
off cool an easy, with nobody the
wiser an all the bulls wonderin' who
pulled the stunt. Oh, he's cagy. all
right, an sticks like glue"
Sop
s'Fact!h Ring that lad in. an he'll
deliver the goods, all right. You
know howl he croaked Bill Sylvester
last May. an it only set Mccain
back a ten spot. An then"
"Shhhh!" warned the law ghost.
glancing round with startled eyes.
mot so loud. Meiny. Might be some
body tailin' you. tonight-might be a
dick on the landin' now! For Gods
sake not so loud!"
well, it's a fact, amt ity' Metny
insisted "Slip Joe twenty-five beans
an tell him to go to 1t with the
bride off, an he'll get the goods all
rigt, even If he has to croal< Vinton.
You take that from me-"
Great" calculated Stage, getting
up from his chair and coming over
to his progeny. You're great, after
all; some head! Chip O the old
block-I'm proud to be your father.
You don't wonder love you, do you,
Meiny?'
Affectionately he heidi out his
hand. but Meiny repelled it with an
outward push of his palm.
Can that Iovin' stuff. old gent"
he gibed, sucking at his limp cigaret.
with a sheer. Can it. an come
across with fifty. seer"
"Fifty7" gasped Stagg. What
d'you mean, fifty? You said twenty
five would do it,"
YES, for Joe. But twenty five for
incidentals. He's got to be treated
right, amt he, before I spring it on
him? Fifty l said. an fifty goes.
YOU own fat neck's In the moose, old
gent, so come across, or I'll blow an
leave you cold. Kick in. kick in!"
Grooming, the law ghost hauled
out his wallet and extracted fifty
lions. Meiny pocketed them without
even a grunt of thanks, then got up,
fingered moment by the table, and
finally shambled toward the door.
Stage, meanwhile, stared after him
with angry eyes
you thief" he spat. mo week
passes but YOU rob me, hand over
fist. TO think I should ha' brought
such carrion into this world! You'll
come 10 some bad end, you
So Yong, dearie, the offspring
Knocked, pausing only to spit again
on the floor. "With lovin' protection
like yours, an meal ticket like you
always handy, l should worry. See
you in the mornin'. Ta-ta!"
Leaving Stage close to apoplexy,
he departed down the dark and NAL
odorous stairway to Bulfinch street.
Pretty smooth he grinned, as be
issued forth into this unsavory thor
oughfare. "Fifty-for Joe? oh, yes
nor O. the commonwealth fo~ a v.
Ten he pulls down from me, for this.
job. That's forty, clear, for little
son, eh? Pretty smooth"
With which he departed toward
dark lairs, on his laudable quest for
Guinea Joe, the gunman. And only
after he had departed did Stage dis
cover that his son had carried with
him, deftly stolen, the larger portion
of the letters whereon the law ghost
had pinned such brilliant hopes.
CHAPTER XXI.
Meiny's prophecy that there would
be something doing at the Haven. as
soon as the real "hop-yen" got it's
grips on Dopy Dan was amply full
filled no later than the morning of
the following day A night of in
somnia, troubled by growing hallu-,
cinations and gradually superinduc-
ing an intolerable desire for NOR
phine, brought the wreck. before
day break, to truly pitiable condi-
ton of weakness, anguish and de-
spair. Tho the more acute stages Of
drug deprivation had hardly as yet
commenced, already Dams condition
had grown so serious that Bradford
NO longer dared leave him for a mo-
ment.
Togethe- they two-dope fiend and
guardian kept their all might
vigil in the stuffy, little up stairs
room looking out over the sordid al
ley back of Garden Court. An OPP