Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-05-01

pedic knowledge of Uncle, but we
spent weary weeks and months in New
York, San Francisco and other cities,
which the web of our clues enmeShed
On one occasion, we all set of 20
BuenoS Aires, and thence to Rio de
Janiero, on the trail Of a gang Of
white-Slavers known to run Kidnapping
for-ransom as a side line.
It was in the lovely city OF Rio de
Janeiro that William made the &C
quaintance Of the individual who was
unconsciously to lead us to success.
This was a brilliantly clever and
INSCRIPTIONS doctor, Portuguese
named Manoel Machado, whose scoun-
drelly trade was dope peddling on
large scale and the removal, by I'M
traceable polSons, of his clients incon-
venient friends or enemies, highly in
sured relatives or aged and wealthy
testatorS.
Disappearing FROM Bio. this man fed
to Chicago. where N went to earth
and, in due course, appeared at Uncles.
And Uncle, one evening, perfectly
sober, but as nearly drunk as 1t was
possible for Uncle to become, was In
expansive and reminiscent mood.
Even so, as well we knew, sharp ques-
ton would have received short answer.
AS usual, when Uncle was alone with
liam led and gently held the converse
ton.
We talked of ships and sealing wax
and cabbages and kings (of cr1me)-
particularly of the latter. Anon Uncle
made allusion to the brilliance and sue
cess of one, LimHy Simon, an English
doctor, and his gang.
Yawning deeply. and scratching his
head idly. William observed:
a.I ~ hat Nays
long time" eve knew the name, OF
course).
mo, and you amt like to- smiled
Uncle.
"Restin' up?" murmured William.
Columbia Jail, Ohio, two of them.
Doc Simon and Chink Dorson. Five
spot stretch" said Uncle Spider
Schlitz only took one year -. But I
guess Doc Limey1l work his ticket. He's
got pull and he's got the dough"
Mrs. Williams H. William drew
mighty bow at a venture.
Tell you a thing always got me
guessin', Uncle" she observed. land
that's whether Soapy Simon got that
big sparkler cut up or sold 1t whole"
what, the st. Clair sinner, The I'm
setting Sun?" unused Uncle.
I held my breath in hope.
"Ah! always said Limey Doc Simon
overreached himself that time" con-
tinued Uncle. 81 told him he'd brought
a white elephant when he showed 1t
me. Who'd buy the thing, and no ques-
tons asked? Very pleased with him
self, he was-and so was Spider
Schlitz and Chink Dorson. oh, Wen
sell it to some millionaire or rajah bye
and bye, when the hue and cry'S over
says English Doc Simon, in his big way
You won't, says !, and you won't
try Well, we'll put 1t in cold stor-
age bit, and see who's right, Uncle,
says Simon, and was never quite sure
whether they didn't get themselves
failed for an alibi and safe hide-up"
1 cannot speak for myself, but can
testify that the acting Of williams H.
william and his wife was as fine as
anything ever done on the stage.
The closest of observers would have
sworn that they were a thoroughly
bored pair of idle gossips, talking for
the sake Of talking, and wholly indif-
ferent to the subject of conversation.
I scarcely breathed, and for the want
of better disguise for my excitement,
feigned slumber.
"Well, well, Uncle" yawned william.
'They ought to of listened to you. for
when you talk you cert'nly say some
thing"
Eyes, they was three bright boys"
said Uncle land Gunman Gryde, Young
Jimmy, you know, was real unhealthy
for all their enemies"
Lets see, Gunman Gryde
Didn't he shoot up the Fratelli family
that time? -. !. murmured William.
yep. Did y on know he's Doc
Simon's son? +. And Frisco Fanny's?"
Sure" lied William. Bad boy,
Young Jimmy"
BE another Fosmano If he don't get
put on the spot first" observed Uncle,
''or if he doesn't doublecross Louie the
Lady"
"He in stir, too?" asked Mrs. Will
liam.
Nope Runnin' with the Hudson
Busters till Pop comes out"
when he does, I guess he'll see
Europe, Ell? With the big sparkler In
his pocket Wonder where he cached
it?" unused william as he yawned
again.
"Ah!" smiled Uncle, knowingly.
I cannot begin to describe how I felt
that night.
I was almost happy, for hope dawned
In my darkened soul-even though 1t
were but the miserable hope Of
vengeance on these devils who had
murdered my Rosemary.
Strangled! Four men! But only-S0
far - in Wayne's vengeful dreams.
Meanwhile, tomorrow, william takes
the drink cure"