Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1921-01-09

GiesborO Point mile and a quarter; Alexan-
dria steamboat wharf. five miles; Jones Lon r11nt
light 1--WE and three quater miles; He'll Hole.
seven and a half miles: opposite Broad creek.
eight and three quarter miles; Red House. nine
and Quarter miles astt W.hiostcn zen eleven
and q quarter miles; Mockley Point ana s1er.
mot a thing Spider" says I. Just
want to locate him on account OF a
lady friend of his. a real classy dame
who made a kind of pet of him while
he was in camp. She got him a 1op
down in Wall street, but he's d1sap,
peared and my guess was that IA, h 1:va
got a hundred berries on it."
"Eh?' says Spider. prickin' up them
lop ears of his.
you're goin' to earn ten of that,
I goes on, 'if you can tell me where
he is at this minute"
quarters fiatties in tow. Shortly" he
demands.
Nothing but couple of upper
crusters shiverin' down at the mis-
sion doorway" says l. Come on,
Spider. open up: Here's the sawbuck.
all ready"
1 wouldn't like to guess what Spider
wouldn't sell me for a ten spot. But
at that he makes me lean over while
he whispers it husky.
know that Dago bank Just around
the corner on Mulberry" says he.
Look along there in one of them
tourin' cars lined up at the curb. But
no word about who sent you. Tn
derstand?"
II get you. Spider" says !. and
don't hurry to spend that with your
bootlegger until I've found my man"
1t was just as Spider Quinn had
said. though. Along toward the low
er end of Mulberry street there were
at least five big tourin' cars, most or
'em full of gay-dressed young sports,
some in fur-lined coats and one who
even showed pair of tan spats
where he had his heels cooked up
on the dash. And in the third car.
leanin' back luxurious in the rear
seat. we spots Suey Sam.
Guess 1 win. don't II" I remarks
to Mrs. Jerry.
Right" says she. fishin' in her
gold purse and handin' over a gold
backed century plant like a regular
Teller. But I want to find out what
he's doing here. Perhaps he Is in
the banking business, after all. See
how nicely he's dressed"
Yes, he does look prosperous"
admits. Suppose I ask him what
But, say, the sudden appearance of
two old friends don't have any effect
at all on Suey Sam. He don't pay
any dttentioH 10 lily Hall, Hot even
when / walk right up in front Of him
and repeat 1t.
"Ah, come out of the trance. SAM
says I. slappin' him on the shoulder.
Here's Mrs. Palmer come down to
look you up"
But Suey Sam stares straight ahead
and don't answer word. Then I
notice the peculiar look in his eyes,
which mainly comes from cookin' the
little pill. You know? The drug act
amt banished all the pipes from
Chinatown. Forty of 'em couldn't.
why, whatever is the matter with
him?" says Mrs. Jerry. 'He-he
isn't-er-"
mo, not hooch," says I. Maybe
we'd better get Spider Quinn to ex-
plain. Ought to catch him wanderin'
down Mott about now"
And we did. He was just slouchin'
out Of Doyers street tunnel when we
got back, and 1 held him up by the
sleeve.
"Found our man. all right. Spider"
SAYS I. But we couldn't get much
out of him. What should you say
was the trouble with him?
"with Lee Fat?" says Spider. "Ah.
can't you tell? He's a hop head
ga what? asks Mrs. Jerry.
"Opium fend," says I. But. say.
Spider, why the swell get up. and the
big tourin car? What's his game,
anyway"
Spider waits until a couple of
whispers hastily behind his hand:
"c;entlemen yegg. Operates out of
town with a bunch of fast ones. All
them cars you saw are fuii or EN-.
They hang out there right along.
They'll be rollin' out soon after dark.
Connecticut"
tbe G9s t says nerve I. And police head
quarters not four blocks off"
'"The bulls!" says Spider. "Ah.
they know all about it. Get their
WHATS Lee Fats speciality" says
"Him! says Spider. Nah! Didn't
I say he was in with a bunch of
fast ones? They don't touch any
thing but s small s town bangs sa the lad
is ambitious. You see, Mrs. Palmer.
he meant what he said. He'll get into
another bank before mornin'. IL he's
lucky"
a lot Of thinkin'. judgin' by the
upper lip. But at last she remarks:
st am SO disappointed. Professor.
You see, I had such faith In the
theory that environment had SO
much to do with forming character"
Maybe 1t does. too" says 1, "but
when it gets up against mixed blood.
specially the kind that Suey Sam has,
this environment thing goes to the
"oh. / say" breaks in Pinckney.
"Sounds like something rather clever.
7 don't quite follow you. though"
mo, Pinckney." says I. you
Wouldn't" .,
Copyright. 1921. by. Sewell Ford.)