Perth Amboy evening news., 1923-10-18

my name, either to Frank Bryan or
Loring himself"
The guard scowled but wavered
in his decision to throw the mar out.
He trusted his own impressions
more than he did this airy certainty
of welcome. Yet the fellow seemed
so confoundedly sure.
He covered his hesitation with
~truculent repartee.
well, s'posin' / do? Who shall I
say 1t is that wants the boss-Lloyd
George or Herbert Hoover?"
Neither" The man hicked a
raveling from his sleeve. Hell
probably see me quicker if you give
1t to him straight. Just say my good
man, that Juarez Charlie Is here"
Juarez Charlie! In the face of such
a designation. Number One felt his
original estimate of the man fully
justified. And yet there was some
thing in that dark, obscure glance,
in The jeering smile on the glib
monuth overrode his settled judg-
ment. Uncertainty he scratched his
jaw.
II don't know but what I'll take a
chance on you," he finally decided.
You amt SO much worse than a lot
I've had to let get by. But listen
here" with a return of authority
IF I get in wrong, you'd better not
wait. I'm coming back and IL they
don't want you, I'll just naturally
wipe up the street with you."
AS he came into the presence of
Rangers private secretary, Frank
Bryan, the impulse that had led him
to take in the name of the rakish
visitor weakened, and he stood
shuffling his feet, uncertain what to
say:
mr.. Brayn sir, there's a-aparty
out there, that wants to see Mr..
Ranger. He said to tell you or Mr..
Ranger that Juarez Charlie"
"Juarez Charlie!" the secretary
snapped. why didn't you say SO +?
Show him into the private office at
once.n
The bewildered guard returned to
his post.
This way mister" he beckoned
with disgruntled civility.
Never mind" He waved Number
One aside. II know the way"
lie passed on, a privileged char
acter, exchanging a word or two
with different employees in the outer
Office and nodding Familiarity to 9TH
ers; for, rolling stone ~adventurer
though he was, CRATER and swindler
as he was suspected of being Juarez
Charlie "a welcome here to come
and go as he pleased.
lie and Loring Ranger had been
boys together.
More than. once the successful
manufacturer had urged his old as
sociate to take a position with him,
Offering Charlie his choice either in
side the factory or on the road: for
1t was Rangers firm belief that the
vagabond If he would only devote
himself to it, would make an incom-
parable salesman.
But Charlie always evaded these
efforts at rehabilitation.
His especial gifts were various;
perhaps the less said about them the
better. He employed them when he
felt like it and when opportunity Of
fered; loafed when he felt like 1t;
travelled constantly about the coun-
try-~sometimes fir~st-class, some
times in the company of yeggs and
hoboes-boasted that he had a more
comprehensive knowledge of the
United States than any other man
within its borders, and regarded life
on the whole with a cynical good
humored philosophy which no ext
gencv could daunt or misfortune
overwhelm.
There was an unwonted tug of
sympathy at Charles wrinkied
heart and on a sudden impulse he
stepped over and laid his hand on
Rangers shoulder.
Tough luck, Lorry!' he said hus-
kily. "But don't give way like this,
old boy. Brace up; it isn't-it isn't
as IL your little girl were gone for
good"
The friendly touch, the sincerity
of feeling In his tone brought an
unexpected response. A tremor ran
through the manufacturers bent
frame: then, with a groan. he