Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-08-03

in, groaning, upon his own. This was one of
the times when, If boy broke even, 1t saved
him lot of broken bones. For every out
standing ticket in an unsatisfed customers
hands was a lien on trouble. And If there
was going to be any trouble, let Gladstone
have it, Gladstone had got Latham in all this
jam anyway, he reflected bitterly, by not pay
ing the rent. But q day of reckoning was
coming for Gladstone: Samson Bates collected
or crippled.
Latham was making the last refund of his
last two dollars when his jaded interest im life
was famed to flame again. For before his
very eyes marched something that wasn't right
and couldn't be believed, even when he was
looking right at them. In brief, Gladstone and
Samson G. Bates strolling amicably together,
speaking the same language and smoking the
same kind of cigars, uncripp1ed and unex-.
planned.
Latham couldn't credit this lion and lamb
exhibition. But neither could he dismiss It,
Something had happened in the miracle line
Yet not even great curiosity could make It
prudent for Latham to remain in the public
view until he became more certain that NO
more raffe tickets remained outstanding Hence
his retirement beneath the freight depot until
the situation should further clarity itself.
And, by coincidence, it was there, too, that
Gladstone wearied with the newness of Mr.,
Bates cigars, sought seclusion while he re-
freshed himself with the two-inch remainder
of a sidewalk perfecto.
Huccome you an Samson Bates Git ON 50
good together now?" ventured Latham at
length Las time I see Samson he WIZ
snifnn' round yo' tracks wild shotguns an
b'ar-trapS."
Gladstones first impulse to high-hat Latham
IN memory OF recent Snubbings, melted under
the mellowing influence of this perfecto.
Done paid on de lodge rent" he responded
incompletely.
At this astounding news q severe attack NJ
what proved fatal to the cat seized upon
Latnam. What six-hundred- and -twenty-fiye.
dollar rane had conspicuously failed to &C.
complish this class-less Gladstone was now
spare time!
"Nigger, huccome you git thirty dollars9.
1mpelling curiousity finally forced from him
Amt git no thirty-git fifty" correchNe
Gladstone airiiy. me an Gawge Mobile bm,n,
on de 'scursion now on de change. But f,rE'.
US gus US stools up close to de front winder I'M
oe eatin RESTRAINT whar at you en- come mash
70 nose gainst de outside de winder-nare er.
git good look at us nourishin oursefs.n
Latham was far past pride. yeah, but fifsy
Genus oe mos money you ever Is raise all at one
time ne persisted. 'whar-at you git nifty
dollars now?"
'Sociatin' wild Gawee-,
Sociatin' wild Gawge?"
Yean-Gawge gimme dat lii paper YOU an
me bout: say hit cure de lodge of bein' busted
an Keep Samson Bates of my neck. Gaw0e
rlenC SHOWS de LII paper he gimme to INV
white folks an dey sends telegram Now look
whut happen!"
Happen to who?"
TO MIST Toonbs. Dat tel'gram's how come
DAT strange white gent'man heah: I pavs de-
rent out Of whut he fotch me"
Wid Whut he fotch you'll Boy, amt NO white
gent man gwine fotch you fifty dollars."
"Sho Is. He from de auto-mo- bile club ND
IN Bumin ham. Fotch me de f1fty-dollar re-
Wawd dat lii paper offer TO- tellin' whar tn fsnS,
dat big ToombS niger whut steal dat red car
you an him been rafhn OF! Dat Hoace
Toombs so busy noratin' round whut he got ON
Gawge. he plumb fo'git to low To- whut me an
Gawge git on him!"
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