New-York tribune., 1921-12-27

j takes lad from County Galway
TO find adventure in Brooklyn. Nc
Daragh Lydcn, now of So Erie Street.
Jersey City, came from that same
county only year age, when ne was
eighteen years old, and in week end
visit to Patrick Finnigan OF 139 Hull
Street, Brooklyn, he had more adven
lures than any native OF Jersey City
could hope to find between Connemara
and the Shannon in twclvemcnth.
For an even twelve hours the police
departments OF two cities were cxer
ciscd over the neat blue serge suit
that McDaraGh Lyden wore. For The
same period the tenants OF an apart
ment house at 276 McDougal Street,
Brooklyn. kept close within their locked
homes or walked abroad III the cor
ridors with many fearful glance lest
disembodicd visitor, VINO had left Il
blue serge suit in Bonnet Storms par
lor ground floor front. suddenly should
materializc and demand earthly gar
mcnts.
The Luck of the Irish
It was the tuck o. tho Irish that
bcfeil McDaragh Lydcn, no less. when
do an elrNnd for his friend Patrick
Finnigan al place on Rockaway Ave
nue. Following ratrica Finnigan's di-
iectiona closely. McDaragh found the
place on Rockaway avenue without
mishap, fulfilled his mission and
started back.
Things fell out wrong somewhere on
the way back, however, for instead %
going on to Hull Street McDarag gil
turned hlitheiy into McDougal Street.
the next street to it. with never a
glance at the street sign, if. indeed,
there was one.
Inc appearance OF McDougal Street
justified the confidence with which
ITden proceeded. On botn sides OF
the street wcre the same monotonous
VOWS OF three and four-story apartment
houses and as he approached the house
that he thought must De tho abode Of
thc Finnegans his judgment again was
indicated by 3 Christmas tree in a
window three doors TO the right Of it,.
TYden remembered the Chr stmas tree
we'll
Without the slightest misgiving.
therefore, he tramped into the hallway
OF 276 McDoural Street and turned the
knob of the parLor door Of the ground
floor front 1t happened that Mr.
Storms's daughter. Shirley, had gone to
lhc theater and that Mr. Storms had
left the parlor door unlocked against
her return. so that thc knob when
should have been the tinnigans' knob
but was the Storms's knob. yielded
readily TO the touch Of young Lyden,
Starts Shucking His Clothes
Quite satisfied with himself AT pcr-
forming bis erranC so promptly
Lydcn strode into tho parlor that
should have been the Finnigans' parler
but was the Storms'a parlor and began
to ehuck his clothes Hc had shpcked
his coat and wastcoat and his trousers
when he was shocked b. Il void on the
parlor wall whore the picture OF Robert
Emmet should have been.
He tiptoed to the void and touched II
making certain chat Il was Il void anc
nothing else. Robert Emme- was not
on the parlor wall and panic @-note
NcDaragh Lydon as this face 0awneo
apon him. for he knew that the parloi
could not be the Fiunigan parlor.
Without pausing 10 snatch up ever
his blue serge trousers he rushed iron
the Emnaetless parlor and the house II
self, pausing only when ne had gained
the chill security Of the Sidewalk. N'
one was in sight. He must walk t
some buster thoroughfarc to find hell
to solve his problem OF he must solve
it alone.
Lyden =hivered, contemplated BIZ
costume and decided 10 solve t alone
The most likely solution. he thought
lay in the house nest door Probabl,
ne had mscounted and gone one hous'
too far; in fact. the more he though
about IL. the more cGnvinced he va
that he had gone too far.
Finds Another Latchstring Ont .
lie entered the house next door, whicl
vas 27S McDougal Street. and fur
lively tried the knob OF the parlor doc
OF the ground hoor front. 1t yieldc,
readily to his touch tor the simple rea
son that Irving White. tenant OF th'
ground floor at 27o McDougal Street
had forgotten to lock it when ne an'
Mrs. White retired.
Lyden entered the White parlo
as softly as he could FOR the chills tina
shook his bones. The psrlor was dar
and he was afraid 10 strike a match
so he began TO feel for Robert Er1r7e'