The Washington times., 1925-10-23
A DAYS
WALK
with jim RING
Bob Hathaway in Washington

Ed. note: Enthralled readers OF
this sensational story complain
that some days they look for it
in the paper in vain. That's just
the point. The author never
knows. when he will feel inspired,
and the only solution is TO read
The Times every day, which will
not only make you better man
but will wreathe our circulation
department in smiles.
Chapter Sixteen
Robert" said the city editor
OF the Daily Daily, addressing our
hero by name, "tle theatrical
situation deserves attention"
Earl Carroll isn't In town, is
her" innocently inquired the young
pride of Falling Falls, Iowa, for
such was our hero.
mo" replied the city editor,
absentmindedly tossing a big MUIR
der story into the waste basket.
1.-THE situation is as follows, colon:
The police have received conf
Dental reports that there are evil
forces behind the coughing cpl
dernic in the theater.
ut is up to you to find out
what and who IL doing this. fer
the managers are despairiny of
their actors nerves, and I'm sure
don't know what the theater is
coming to-" concluded the city
editor, ending poorly constructed
sentence with an ungrammatical
proposition.
A very few minutes later.
Hathaway stood before the box
office at Polls Theater. confront
ing Steve Coster.
~ am IN expert investigator,
and must see the show" said
he.
"For whom are you investigat-
ing, and why?" asked Mr.. Cos
ter. with pencil poised over q
notebook.
THAT dare not reveal. You
must trust me-" said Hathaway.
Something about the young
mans frankness attracted the
gentleman IN the box office, and
he called to Manager Leo Leavitt.
To this latter person he ex-
planned the quest of Bob Hath
away.
I'VE are very glad to see YOU
said Mr.. Leavitt. ALLOW me to
say that we have all confidence
in you. Here are a couple of
good seats for next weeks show"
But l must see today's per-
formance," said our hero.
well, II you can get past the
door, you may be able to fool the
ushers," smiled Mr.. Leavitt, with
a sly wink. "All the good seats
are gone for today"
Soon after this thrilling pas
sage, our hero was seated on the
aisle in G row, with his trained
police dog Oh the adjoining seat.
The rightful stockholders had ar.
rived, but the dog had frightened
them away, much to the merri'
ment OF all.
The curtain went up, and all
were laughing at George Sweet
and admiring Miss Upton and
Miss Auburn and Mr.. Wagstaff-
all but Hathaway and his dog.
Their eyes were fixed upon the
aisle.
Suddenly Hathaway saw what
he sought.
one of those little squirt-guns in
which insect powder is generally
used was crawling up and down
the aisle unnoticed, shooting the
contents of the gun into the air
around the audience.
In a few minutes, there was an
annoying salvo OF coughing that
rose above the applause and con
tinued.
Then a man with black beard
passed along the aisles, whisper
ing: Cough drops, five cents
Cough drops, five cents" and find
ing a ready market.
Get your man." Kissed Hath
away to the dog, who caught the
cough-drop vendor by the trous
ers-leg. Robert himself sped tc
the rear of the house and seized
the owner of the squirt-gun.
The show halted. The lights
went up. All was confusion.
Hathaway and his dog, and the
two men were the cynosure OF
all eyes.
I'VE have captured the villains
who, working together, have
caused Washington's cough cpl
demic for their own selfish rea
sons-they are none other than
the Smith Brothers.
"Hurrah for Hathaway" cricc
one and all, with the exception
Of the Smith Brothers.
us that SOP" snarled a voice
beside our hero.
Just then two shots rang out.
Al