The Bienville Democrat. [volume] (Arcadia, Bienville Parish, La.) 1912-1980, 1921-04-28

in the figure of the payday check;
needn't be shot at as a wolf with a
bounty on its scalp. Let it rest at
that for the present. Get your hat
and We'll walk uptown to the hotel
When we got out Of the car. Mr..
NorcrOss told me to 20 by the station
and have our luggage sent to the no.
tel.
1t was some time after eleven o'clock
when | got around to the hotel with
the traps. Mr.. Chadwick had diSap-
peared, but | saw the boss at the
counter waiting for his chance at the
clerk. The people melted away at
last, all but One-a young swell! who
would have been handsome if he hadn't
had the eyes Of a maniac and color
that was sort Of corpse-like with the
pallor of a booze-tighter. He had his
hat on the back of his head. and he
was ripping it off at the clerk like a
drunken hobo.
It seemed that he had caught a
glimpse of somebody he kneW-a wO-
man, ] took it, because he said "she'--
looking down from the rail Of the
mezzanine, and he wanted to 90 up to
her. And it appeared that the clerk
had told the elevator man not to take
him up in his present condition.
The boss was growing sort of I'M
patient; | could tell it by the way
the little side muscles on his jaw
were working. When he got the ear
of the clerk for a second or 50 be-
tween cusses, he asked what was the
matter with the lunatic. | caught
only broken bits of the clerk, half
whisper: "Young CollingwOod
President Dunton's nephew :. saw
lady mezzanine I. wants to 60
up to her."
The boss scowled at the young fell
low, who was now handing himself
around the corner Of the counter to
get at the clerk again, and said: "Why
don't you ring for an officer and have
him run in?'
The night clerk was evidently scared
Of his job. II wouldn't dare to do
that" he chittered. Hes one Of the
New York crowd-the railroad peo'
pie - President Duntoa's nephew -
guest Of the house.
The young fellow had pulled him.
self around to our side Of the counter
b.; this time and was hooking his arm
to make a pass at Mr.. Norcross, trim
ming things up as he came with lot
more language. The boss said, right
short and sharp, to the clerk, Get
his room key and give it to boy who
can show Inc the way and the next
thing we knew he had Dashed that
lunatic square in the face and was
cutting him along to the nearest eleva
tor.
He came back in a few minutes
looking as cool as a cucumber.
"WEat did you do with him." asked
the clerk, kind Of awed and hall
scared.
Got a couple of the corridor sweep
ers to put him in bath and turn the
cold water on him. That'l take the
whisky out Of him. Now, if you have
a minute to spare, I'd like to get my
assignment" .s
We hadn't more than got our rooms
marked off for us when l saw Mr.
Chadwick coming across from thu
farther of the three elevators. He wa.
smiling sort of grim, as if he'd made
killing Of some sort with Mr.. Dun
ton, and instead of heading back fol
his car he took the boss over to {
corner of the lobby and sat down tt
| smoke with him
They didn't seem to be talking any
thing private, so l sat down just be
yond them, so sleepy that l coul(
hardly see straight. Mr.. Chadwick wa!
telling about his early experiences IL
Portal City, how he blew in first OF
top Of the Strathcona gold boom. ant
how he had known mighty near every
body in the region in those days.
While he was talking, taxi drove
up and one of the old residenters cam,
in from the street and crossed to tn,
elevators; mighty handsome, stated,
old gentleman, with fierce white mus
taches and q goatee, and "Southerl
Colonel" written all over him.
"There's one Of them now; Majo
Basil Kendrlck- Kentucky born an,