Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1921-02-18

citizen incarnate at the mean of his
unremarkable mediocrity. distinguished
by nothing whatever more than an
utter lack of distinction; the sort OF
man who. as we say, would pass in a
crowd-unseen.
To Fosdick's pleasant query: "Well.
Andrews. what luck?" he replied mild
ly: Guess l got your party located
all right"
$50 soon?" Fosdick's manner be-
trayed some excitement. 'Where?"
"Hotel Walpole," Mr.. Andrews
stared in a voice exasperatingly mat
ter-of-fact.
You're sureg"
''Well. she answers your description.
Registered about twelve last night.
Seemed all fused up. Wore long
cloak and no hat A dark-complecfed
guy that come with her fixed up for
her room and everythin'-paid in adj
vance, because she didn't bring no
baggage-and beat 1t as soons he'd
said good night"
Under what name did she regis
ter?"
Nora o'AIore" Mr.. Andrews pro-
dueed a slip of tracing paper from a
worn leather wallet. 81 took copy
off the register"
Fosdick studied briefly the traced
signature: round. firm. but uniformed
hand
IL hA az f9,a NAfof,N1lo 49,,
"Nope-she flew the coop with the
dark-complected guy about ten this
mornin'. He called for her with a
tour.n' car Jap chauffeur and a skirt
what looked like lady's-maid. The
dark bird hands your party into the
car, and the jap has her goin' before
the porter can nip his tip"
FoSdick frOwned thoughtfully for a
moment lid you call up the mar
riage license bureau?'
"Uh-huh, but nobody like them par
ties has applied there today for per-
mission 20 Hitch. If they shows up
later, one of the clerks is a friend Of
mine, he'll gimme a buzz"
Where ID people go. as a rule,
when they want to marry in a hurry
and without publiclty?
Jersey City, gen%y; sometimes
Stamford, Conn"
Wish you'd get in touch with both
places"
Sure"
Fosdick hesltated then reminded
himself of other appointments.
Il presume there's nothing more"
Nope, on 'y--ynno that Carnehan ?''
Did you find him. too?"
Yeah" said Mr. Andrews placidly-
"in the morgue. He kicked off in a
ten'ment fire last night. A guy know
down to piece headquarters gimme
the noos. ! seems Carnehan and Bic
iinslly-Leo the Blood, what shot up
a harness bull and coupla plain
clothes at Ristori's while ago, yunno
anyway he got the credit for all OF
the shootin' but it seems somebody
slipped hea Quarters the tip il was
Carnehan bumped off the detectives
only headquarters wasn't lettin on II
knew. hopn' Carnehan'dN maybe think
it was all right to come up for air. and
do it Wei, anyway: them two
IS layin up in a fiat in one of them
ten'ments. Bieinsky just manages to
get out before the staircase caves and
is spotted and pinched when he tries
to sneak through the fire lines. He
says Carnehan was slow gettin' TO the
stairs. account of him beln' stewed,
and this mornin' they takes Leo to the
morgue and shows him the stiffs they'd
dug outa the ruins and he Identifies
one as Carnehan."
"But are the police satisfied with
his identification? / understand the
members Of these gangs are rather
loyal to one another. Bielinsky may
have lied to give Carnehan another
chance"
ooh, | dunno I guess headquarters
must've figured it was Carnehan be-
fore they called on Leo. Only my
friend says they finds this body in the
ruins of the ten'ment next door, where
the fire started instead Of the house
where these two birds was hidin' But
that's easy explained If Carnehan tried
to get away acrost the roofs. Yunno
them od-law ten'ments: fire-traps,
that's all. And that gale last night
helped lot