South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1921-05-25

I from which you drop the counter
felt sauce foisted upon US BY the
cursed charlatan who assumes TO be
our dear old lord and friend, the
/ "Nobleman in India"
Quiggs title came through his
mother. One OF her ancestors was
a Margarine Of Saxony. His father
was a Tammany brave. on account
I OF the dilution OF his heredity he
found that he could neither become
a reigning potentate nor get a job
I In the city hall. SO he opened "A
restaurant. He was a man full OF
thought and reading. The business
gave him a living, though he gave
I it little attention. one side OF his
house bequeathed 10 him poetic
and romantic nature. The other
gave him the restless spirit that
made him seek adventure. BY day
he was Quigg, the restaurateur BY
night he was the Margrave-the
/ Caliph-the Prince of Bohemia
| going about the city IN search Of the
odd. the mysterious. the inexpli-
cable. the reconcile.
one night at 9. at which hour
the restaurant closed. Grigg set
forth upon his quest There was a
mingling OF the foreign, the military
and the artistic in his appearance
as he buttoned his coat high up un-
der his short-trimmed brown and
gay heard ard turned westward to-
ward the more central Iife conduits
OF the city. IN his pocket he had
D
written upon, without which he
never stirred out OF doors.
Each OF those cards Was a
/ good at his own restaurant
/ for its face value. Some called
simply for a bowl OF soup or sand
/ witches and coffee; others entitled
/ their bearers 70 one. two. three or
more days Of full meals; a few were
/ for single regular meals; a very few
were. in effect. meal tickets good
] for a week.
OF riches and power Margrave
/ Quigg had none; but he had
Caliph's .heart-it may be forgiven
| him If mis- head fell short Of the
| measure of Harun Al Rashid's. Per
/ haps some of the gold pieces in Bag
\ dad had put less warmth and hope
into the complainants among the
/ bazars than had Quigg's beef stew
among the fishermen and one-eyed
! calendars OF Manhattan.
Continuing his progress in search
/ OF romance TO divest him, or Of dis
I tress that he might aid. QuiCg be-
came aware Of faSt-gathering
crowd that whooped and fought and
I eddied at a corner Of Broadway and
4 the crosstown street that he was
/ traversing. Hurrying 10 the spot he
l beheld a young man of an exceed
\ ing melancholy and preoccupied
/ demeanOr engaged in the pastime of
/ casting silver money from his peck
cts IN the middle of the street With
each motion Of the generous ones
hand the crowd huddled upon the
/ falling largesse with yells OF Joy.
l Traffic was suspended. A policeman
I in the center OF the mob stopped
\ often to the ground as he urged the
] blOCkaders 70 move on.
/ The NIarErave saw at a glance
| that here was food for his hunger
| after knowledge concerning abnor-
nal workings of the human heart
/ He made his way swiftly TO the
young mans side and took his arm.
/ Come with me at once" he said,
/ in the low but commanding voice
/ that his walters had learned to fear.
! "Pinched." remarked the young
| man. looking up at him with ex-
/ pressionless eyes Punched by a
painless dentist. Take me away.
/ fatty, and give me gas Some lay
| eggs and some lay none. When is a
hen?"
Still deeply seized by some inward
grief, but tractable, he allowed
| Cuigg TO lead him away and down
I the street TO a little park.
/ There. seated on a bench. he up
I on whom a corner Of the great
/ Caliph's mantle has descended,
/ spake with kindness and discretion,
| seeking to know what evil had como
upon the other. disturbing his soul
and ruinous waste Of his substance
and stores
Ct was doing the Monte Cristo
act as adapted by Pompton. n. j.,
wasn't L" asked the young man.
You were throwing small coins
into the street for the people to
scramble after" said the Margrave
That's it. You buy all the beer
/ chicken feed to oh, curse that
word chicken. and hens, feathers,
ROSTERS, eggs. and everything con-
nected with it.'R
Young sir" said the Margrave
gindly, but with dignity. though I
l do not ask your confidence, 1 in
vite II. I know the world and I
I know humanity. Man is my study,
/ though I do not eye him as the
/ scientist eyes a beetle or as the
/ philanthropist gazes at the objects
\ Of his bounty-through a veil OF
/ theory and ignorance. It IS my
| pleasure and distraction 10 interest
myself in the peculiar and compli-
/ Gated misfortune that life in a great
city visits upon my fellow-men. You
may be familiar with the history Of
that glorious and immortal ruler
I the CaIiph Harun Al Rashid. whose
wise and benefcent excursions
among his people in the city OF Bag
/ dad secured him the privilege Of re-
4 lieving so much Of their distress. In
my humble way 1 walk in his foot
steps. I seek for romance and ad-
venture in city streets-not in ruin
7 ed castles or in crumbling palaces
/ To me the greatest marvels Of
magic are those that take place IN
mems hearts when acted upon by
the furious and diverse forces OF a
crowded population. IN your strange
behavior this evening l fancy a
story turks I read in your act