The Carbon County news. [volume] (Red Lodge, Mont.) 1924-1931, 1930-07-31
Among Detectives
and Crooks
By FLORENCE KERIGAN
Il BEG your pardon. Miss Blail

III BEG your pardon. Miss Blaii,
believer"
The girl under the clock in the
Union station looked up at the
youn. man and her blue eyes swept
him frankly.
"sylvia's letter." he went on, tap
ping his pocket.
"Oh. But you don't look as
thought district at" She caught
the hint of warning in his face.
Sorry. Stupid of me in such
public pace-Mr. Sheridan"
He bowed. Sylvia tells me that
you want TO see something of the
underworld" He laughed softly
deprecatingly. IF such a thing ex-
lists ut all You write. | under
stand?"
1t was her turn to be deprecat-
ing. "A little, and with this vogue
for detective and mystery stories
I-Oh, brazen of me, isn't it, to
use Sylvia this way and expect you
to give up an evening of your val
liable time!"
He bowed again. 81 am delight
ed But don't expect too much.
| There is nothing spectacular about
the average crook, only | wouldn't
wear that diamond. 1t might be
temptation To anyone
She took it off her finger. DO you
want TO take care of it?'
I II IN hondI-prpNiGt
and put it in corner of your
purse"
"About the most spectacular
thing | can show you," he went
on, as they descended the station
steps to the street, lis China
town."
So he took her through China
town where there had been tong
war recently, and showed her the
house where several white girls
had been kept prisoners. And he
| took her to a little mission where
half a hundred crooks lodged in
for shelter, and get a few free
meals.
"They're the obvious Ones" he
said. 81 couldn't begin TO Show you
the ones who live in uptown apart
| ments, and whose wives raise beau
tiful kids and send them to Sun
day school and believe their hus-
bands are steamftters or something
equally respectable. We might find
some more in the Jade temple.
Shall we have dinner there?-Oh,"
seeing her hesitate, tits safe
enough. It's guarded day and
night by sturdy minions of the law.
There's good food-Chinese and
American, and good music"
They found table in quiet cor
ner which commanded a view of
the whole room, and Sheridan
proved himself an unusual and
delightful dinner companion.
"You see that slim Chinese over
there talking to that blond girlf
That's Charlie Wong, the bigges!
opium smuggler in the city-only
we can't prove it. Over there in
the corner is Slim Stinson, a no.
torious pickpocket." He shrugged
his shoulders. 81 could point out
here d burglar, there a gangster
and it wouldn't mean anything to
you. You could almost take your
pick here and hit upon one who
had done time"
A man passed them and Sheri-
dan started involuntarily, then
leaned toward her. See that man
with the curly, iron gray hair, and
the birthmark on his cheek? That's
: the slickest crook of them all
Dick Anthony. He's got several
bank robberies to his creditor
discredit -only we can't prove it."
Her blue eyes were wide. ITS
rather alarming, isn't it, to know
that any man might be crook
even one you meet in society,""
Eyes, indeed. It's thrilling life,
Miss Blair"
They sat a while longer, finish
ing their dinner and listening to the
music and making comments upon
the various people who passed.
Its getting late" she said at
last, regretfully.
He was all attention. Il should
have shown you some other places, .
he apologized, "but you were so
easy to talk to-Do we have to go
on hunting criminals? I'd like to
make this a pleasanter EVENING"
, theater-dance?"
! "Thank you, but pershaps Sylvia
told you | am taking the nine
t o'clock train for Chicago"
I'm sorry"
He took her to her train, gave
her candy and magazines, wished
her success with her detective
|, story, and hoped off at the last
minute.
She sat back and smiled. She
opened her purse and unrolled the
balled handkerchief. The diamond
was gone from its folds.
y
SWELL" he grunted. THANKS tc
a girl we've got the goods on hin
at last" He set the instrument
back on his desk and looked uE
as a blue-eyed, ingenious looking
girl came in. They've got Dick
! Anthony" he said, after be
pawned your ring"
: didn't | tell you all you need
ed was imagination, Uncle Dick?"
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