The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1921-04-14

don't you ring for an officer and have
him run lnf'
The night clerk was evidently scared
Of his job. ~ wouldn't dare to do
that" he chlttered. Hes one Of the
New York crowd-the railroad peo-
pie President Dunton'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 n pass at Mr.. Norcross, trim
ming things up as he .ame with a lot
more language. The boss said, right
short and sharp. to the clerk, "Get
his room key and give 1t to a boy who
can show me 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.
what did you do with him?" asked
the clerk, kind of awed and half
scared.
"Got a couple of the corridor sweep
ers to put him in a bath and turn the
cold water on him. That1l take the
whisky out of him. Now, If you have
a minute to spare, I'd like to get my
assignment"
We hadn't more than got our rooms
marked off for us when ! saw Mr..
Chadwick coming across from the
q. .fba 90 NlA tbrAA alax-atarg He xra1
smiling sort of grim, as If he'd made
a killing of some sort with Mr.. Dun
ton, and instead of heading back for
his car he took the boss over to a
corner of the lobby and sat down to
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 could
hardly see straight. Mr.. Chadwick was
telling about his early experiences in
Portal City, how he blew in first on
top of the Strathcona gold boom, and
how he had known mighty near every
body in the region in those days.
While he was talking, a taxi drove
up and one of the old residenters came
In from the street and crossed to the
elevators; a mighty handsome, stately
old gentleman, with fierce white mus
taches and a goatee, and Southern
Colonel" written all over him.
There's one of them now; Major
Basil Kendrick-Kentucky born and
raised, as you might guess" Mr.. Chad
wick was saying.
/ grabbed al the name, Basil" right
away: 1t isn't such a very common
name, and Mrs. Sheila had said some
thlng-under the water tank, you rec
ollect-about a Cousin Basil" who
was to have net her at the train. l
was putting two or three little private
guesses of my own together, when n
Of the elevators came down and here
came our two, the young lady and
the chunky little girl, with the major
%chuckling and smiling and giving ar
arm to each. They had apparently
stopped at the Billiard only to wait
until he could come after them and
take them home.
/ saw the boss sit up in his chair
uIu SAdit Ut Aitih ibth ht Sdlh .
That's Mrs. Macrae with him now.
Is she a member of his familyT"
"a second couslnoor something of
that Sort" said Mr.. Chadwick. 81 met
her once at the majors house out in
the northern suburb last summer"
Mr.. Norcross let the three of them
get out and away, and we heard their
taxi speed up and trundle Off before
he said, "She is married, I'm told.
Where Is her husband?"
Mr.. Chadwick looked up as II he'd
already forgotten the three who had
just crossed the lobby.
"Who-Sheila Macrae? Yes, she
has been married. Bait there isn't any
husband-she's a widow"
For quite a while the BOSS sat star
ing at his cigar in a way he has when
he is thinking right hard, and Mr..
Chadwick let him alone. Then, all of
a sudden, the boss got up and showed
his hands into his coat pockets.
"Tve changed my mind, Uncle John"
he said, looking sort of absentlike out
Of the window to where the majors
taxi had been standing. "lf you can
pull me into that deal tomorrow NOR
ning-with an absolutely free hand to
do as ] think best, mind you'll take
the job"