Evening star., 1925-10-11


don't chase around with
girls, you're not a rum
hound, an you got luck enough Tor
TWO men when you re shooting craps.
What do you do with it,
Harry Myrick, his partner In the
firm of Luke and Myrick. Death
Defers-Wing Walking, Plane Chang
ing and Parachute Jumping Our
Specialty. We Will Try Anything"
shifted uneasily and studied that por-
ton of the sands of Long Beach
heaped in a well-patted cone between
his legs.
Because" continued Red Luke, eff
we're going to get a new bus, we've
got to be getting some money ahead
instead of renting one every time
we've got a plane-changing stunt
booked. An here you go blowing it
like millionaire,'
II didn't blow it," answered Daunt-
less Harry Myrick in an aggrieved
tone.
Well. anyhow, you're busted"
knocked the tip from the sand cone,
and transformed 1t with his fore
finger into the crater of a volcano.
His large brown eyes, set strangely
in a grayish face, stared soberly out
across the water while he considered
red-headed partner studied him per
pleXedly.
Besides being the most extraordi-
nary human being Red Luke had ever
encountered Harry Myrick was about
the most extraordinary in appear
ance. The colorless skin Of his face
was drawn too tightly, like a drum
head. and when his jaw was set. as 1t
was at this moment, he seemed to
have no lips at ADJUST a small,
straight crease. And then there were
those large, soft brown eyes which.
even while making a calculating sur
vey of the frame and personal arma-
ment of some intended victim of as
sault and battery, had an air Of
dreamy contemplation!
Today, as he patted the sand heap
and gaZed out over the ocean. he was
thinking that it wasn't fair to the best
friend he had in the world, Red Luke.
TO be holding out money that the firm
needed Sorely for a new airplane.
EYX7ELL," he began, '1t's this way.
w Back in 1910 1 was out in the
Straits running merry -go-round for
the Chinks an the Malays with a guy
named Joe Pelly. l picked him up In
Shanghai. I thought he was all right.
called Penang an 1 get the fever
bad! The medico says he guesses I'm
due TO croak, because It's my third
dose Of 1t, y'see? An I think so too,
because I'm pretty sick an loose in
the head. So 1 get worried about
800 berries l have sewed in the lining
of my coat an I tell Pelly that II l
check off, the money is his. See?
Then I sees n funny look in Pelly's
~ toll q
crooked"
Harry Myrick's face twisted, and his
mead went forward in an ugly venom
Gus motion. His fingers dug into the
sand.
"An' I tell that guy Pelly that If he
does me dirt, I'll get him-living or
dead Y'see? An Pelly throws me
down fiat. Without waiting half an
hour to see whether I'm going to
croak. he takes my money an sells
the merry-go-round to q Chink mer
chant an clears out. Say-I didn't
have one chance in hundred to pull
through But 1 did! An I'll get Joe
Pelly If It takes the next hundred
years.
ME with you, kid" exclaimed Red.
They were silent for several min
utes; then Red demanded, in quick
wrath: whats th"t got to do with
the money you been spending?'
Well said Harry Myrick apologeti-
cally, every time 1 get some cash I
send it to some private detective birds
who are trying to locate this Pelly
for me. l want to find him. We've
got line on him. He busted out O
the coop in Texas in 1913. When I
get through with him, he's got five
more years to do there. Then they
want to talk with him IN Kansas
about q swindling job an elopin' with
q girl an never marrying her. Y'see?
Say-let's walk"
He sprang to his feet. when get
thinking about that bird, 1 get so mad
I can't sit quiet"
They strode off down the beach.
"Say, Harry" remarked Red Luke,