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TIME TABLJB Xa 88.
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H. G. Weir 1 Agent* J Juneau Alaska
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By
EARL DERR BIGGERS
Author of
SEVEN KEYS TO BALDPATE
Copyright, 1914, the 3obbs-Merrill
Company
On the busy night when the
Llleth flushed her red signal and Miss
Gabrielle Kose arrived with a package
of letters that screamed for a Bunker's
two strangers Invaded San Marco by
means of the 8:10 freight south. Fray
ed, fatigued and famished as they
were, it would hardly have been kind
ri
" IN OW ano B rioro, vimui i«n« "«BW •
here. She's here—wi'.h the letters."
to study them as they strolled up San
Sebastiau avcuue toward tho plaza.
But had you boon so unkind you would
never bave guessed that frequently, In
various corners of the little round
globe, they had known prosperity, the
weekly pay envelope and the buyer's
crook of the finger summoning a
waiter.
One of the strangers was short, with
Darning red hair and in his eye the
twinkle without which the collected
works of Bernard Shaw are as sound
ing brass. He twinkled about him as
he walked at the bright lights and
spurious gayety under the spell of
which San Marco sought to forget the
rates per day with bath.
"The French," he mused, "are a
volatile people, fond of light wines
I and dancing. So. it would seem, are
the inhabitants of San Marco. White
flannels. Harry, white flannels—they
' should incase that leaning tower of
Pisa you call your manly form."
The other—long, "adaverous, Im
mersed In a gentle melancholy—
groaned.
"Some day," said the short man
dreamily, "when 1 am back in the
haunts of civilization again I am going
to start something—a society for melt
Incr the stone hearts of editors. Motto,
'Have a heart bave a heart!" Emblem,
a roast beef sandwich rampant on a
cloth of linen. Ah. well, the day will
come."
They halted In the plaza. In the
round stone tub provideid the town al
ligator dozed. Above him hung a
warning sign, "Do Not Feed or Othw*
wise Annoy the Alligator."
The short man read and drew back
with a tragic groan.
"Feed or otherwise annoy!" he cried.
"Heavens, Harry, is that the way they
look at it here? This is no place for j
us. We'd better be moving on to the
next town."
i But the lean stranger gave no need.
Instead he stepped over and entered
Into earnest converse with a citizen of
1 San Marco. In a moment he returned
; to his companion's side.
"One newspaper," he announced; "the
Evening Chronicle. Suppose the office
is locked for the night, but come along,
t let's try."
"Feed or otherwise annoy, mutter
ed the little man blankly. "For the
love of Allah-alms!"
They traversed several side streets
and came at last to the office of the
Chronicle. It was a modest structure
verging on decay. One man sat alono
In the dim Interior, reading exchanges
under an electric lamp.
"Good evening." said the short man
genially. "Are you the editor?"
**Uh-huh," responded the Chronicle
man without enthusiasm from under
his greea eye shade.
"Glad to know you. We Just drop
ped in—a couple of newspaper men,
you know. This is Mr. Harry Howe,
until recently managing editor of tho
Mobile Tress. My own name Is Rob
ert O'Neill, a humble editorial writer
on the same sheet-" >
"Uh-huh. If you had jobs, for God's
sake why did you leave them?"
"I suppose," ventured O'Neill, most
of the flash gone from his manner,
"there is no other newspaper here?"
- "No, there isn't There's a weird
thing hero called the San Marco Mall
—a morning outrage. It's making mon
ey, but by different methods than I'd
care to use. You might try there. You
look unlucky. Perhaps they'd take
you on."
He rose from his chair and gave them
directions for reaching the Mail office.
CHAPTER IX.
Two Birds of Passage.
mN the dark second floor liallwaj
where tho Mall office was sua
pected of being they gropei
about determinedly. No slgi
of any nature proclaimed San Marcos
only morning paper. A solitarylight
shining through a transom beckoned
Boldly O'Neill pushed open the loor.
To the knowing nostrils of tho tw<
birds of passage was wafted tie odoi
they loved, the unique Inky odor of
newspaper shop. Their eyes beheld*
rather bare room, a typewriter or two
a desk. In the center of the room ww
a small table under an electric iamp
On this table was a bottle andg1"^!!
and at It two silent men played poker
One of the men was burly and beard
ed; tho other was slight, pale, nervous
From an Inner room came the cllci
of linotypes—lonesome linotypes tha
seemed to have strayed far from theli
native haunts.
The two men finished playing th(
hand and looked up.
"Good evening," said 0 Neill, with
smile that had drawn news as a mag
net draws steel in many odd corners
"Gentlemen, four newspaper men meel
In a strange land. I perceive you have
on the table a greeting unquestlonablj
suitable."
Tho bearded man laughed, rose anc
discovered two extra glasses on a near
by shelf.
"Draw up," he said heartily. The
place is yours. You're as welcome at
pay day."
"Thanks." O'Neill reached for t
glass "Let me Introduce ourselves.
And ho mentioned his own name an<3
HOWC'S. 1 r
"Call me Meara," said the beardec
one. "I'm managing editor of the
Mall, and this is my city editor, Mr
Elliott" , iti ...
"Delighted!" breathed O'Neill. ^
pleasant little haven you have founC
here. And your staff? I dont set
tho members of your staff running ir
and out"
"Mr. O'Neill," said Mears impressive
ly, "you have drunk with the staff ol
the Mall."
"You two?" O'Neill's face shone
with joy. "Glory be-do you beai
that. Harry? These gentlemen aU
alone on the premises!" He lea°®d
over and poured out eloquently the
story of the tragic flight from Mobile
"I call this luck." be finished "Here
we are, broke, eager for work, and we
find you minus a"
O'Neill stopped, for he had seen
sickly smile of derision float across
the face of the weary city editor, and
he saw the bearded man shaking his
great head violently.
"Nothing doing." said the bearded
man firmly. "Sorry to dash your
hopes. Always ready to pour another
drink, but there are no vacancies here.
No, sir; two of us are plenty and run
ning over,.eh. Bill?"
"Flenty and running over, agreed
tho city editor warmly.
Into their boots tumbled the hearts
of the two strangers in a strange land
Gloom and hunger engulfed them.
But the managing editor of the Mai
was continuing, and what was this he
was saying?
"No, boys, we don't need a staff.
Have just as much use for a mani
cure set. But you come at an oppor
tune time. Wanderlust—It tickles the
soles of four feet tonight, and those
four feet are editorial feet on the
Mail. Something tells us that we are
going away from here. Boys, how
would you like our Jobs?"
He stared placidly at the two
strangers. O'Njlll put one hand to
his head
"See me safely to my park bench,
Harry," he said. "It was that drink
on an empty stomach. I'in all in e
daze. I hear strange things."
"I hear 'em, too." said Howe. See
here"—he turned to Mears—"are you
offering to resign In our favor?" ^
"The minute you say the word.
"Both of you?"
"Believe me," said the city editor,
"you can't say the word too soon."
"Well," said Howe. "I don't know
what's the matter with the place, but
vou can consider the deal closed
"Spoken like a sport!" The bearded
man stood up. "You can draw lots to
determine who Is to be managing ed -
tor and who city editor. It's an excel
lent scheme. I attained my proud posi
tion that way. One condition I attach.
Ask no questions. Let us go out into
the night unburdened with your Inter
rogation points."
Elliott, too, stood. The bearded man
Indicated the bottle. "Fill up, boys. I
propose a toast. To the new editors of
the Mall. May heaven bless them and
bring them safely back to the north
when Florida's fitful fever Is past
Dlzzilv, uncertainly, Howe and
O'Neill drank. Mr. Mears reached out
a great red hand toward the bottle.
"Pardon roe—private property, ho
said He pocketed It "We bid you
zoodby and good luck Think of us on
the choochoo, please. Biding far rid
ing far."
"But—see here"— cried O'Neill.
"But me no buts>" said Mears again.
"Nary a question, I beg of you. Take
our jobs, and If you think of us at all
think of gleaming rails and a speeding
train. Once more-goodby."
The door slammed. O'Neill looked at
Howe. .. _
"Fairies," he muttered, "or the D.
T.'s. What Is this—a comic opera or a
town? You are managing editor, Har
ry. I shall be city editor. Is there a
city to edit?. No matter."
"No," said Howe. He reached for
the greasy pack of cards. "We draw
for it. Come on. High wins."
"Jack," announced Mr. O'Neill.
"Deuce," smiled Howo. "What are
your orders, sir?"
O'Neill passed one hand before his
eyes. irrrp,,
"A steak," he muttered. Well
done. MushrpojB. Jiauce. French
fried potatoes. I've always dreamed
of running n paper some day. Hurry
. up with that steak."
"Forget your stomach," said Howe,
i "If a subordinate may make a sug
( gestlon, we must get out a newspaper.
! Ah, whom have we here?"
A stocky, red faced man appeared
from the Inner room and stood regard
ing them.
, "Where's Mears and Elliott?" ho de
, manded.
"On a train, riding far," said O'Neill.
"I am the new managing editor. What
can I do for you?"
i "You can give me four columns of
copy for the last page of tomorrow's
Mail," said the stocky man calmly.
"I'm foreman of something in there we
call a composing room. Glad to meet
you."
"Four columns," mused O'Neill.
; "Four columns of what?"
The foreman pointed to a row of bat
tered books on a shelf.
."It's been the custom," he said, "to
nil up with stuff out of that encyclo
pedia there."
"Thanks," O'Neill answered. He took
down a book. "We'll flx you up In ten
; minutes. Mr. Howe, will you please
do me two columns on—er—mulli
gatawny—murder—mushrooms. That's
ir_ On mushrooms. The life story of
the humble little mushroom. I myself
will dash off a column or so on the
climate of Algeria."
They looked up suddenly ten minutes
later to find a man standing between
them. He was a little man, clad all
in white, suit, shoes, stockings. His
sly old face was a lemon yellow, and
his eyes suggested lights flaming In the
dark woods at night.
"Beg pardon," said the little man.
"Ah, and what can we do for you?"
Inquired O'Neill.
"Nothing. Mr. Mears? .Mr. ElliottT*
—I II
"The real Lord Harrowby has been kid
naped."
"Gone. Vamosed. You nre now speak
to the managing editor of the Mail."
"Ah! Indeed?"
"We are very busy. If you'll Just
tell mo what you want"—
"I merely dropped in. I am Manuel
Gonzale, owner of the Mail."
"Good Lord!" cried O'N'eill.
"Do not be disturbed. I take Jt you
gentlemen have replaced Mears and
Elliott I am glad. I.et them go You
looir nice nng'at young men to me
quite bright enough. I employ you."
"Thanks," stammered the managlni
editor.
"Don't mention It Here Is Mme
On Dit's coiumu for tomorrow. It rum
on the first page. As for the rest o
the paper, suit yourselves."
O'Neill took the copy and glance(
through it.
"Are there no libel laws down here?'
be asked.
"The material In that column," soil
the little man, his eyes narrowing
"concerns only me. You must under
stand that at once."
"The madame Hvrltes hot stuff," ven
tured O'Neill.
"I am the madame," said the ownei
of the Mall with dignity.
lie removed the copy from O'Neill'!
hand and glided with it into the othei
room. Scarcely had he disappeared
when the door was opened furiously
and a panting man stood inside. Mr
Henry Trimmer's keen eye surveyed
thp
(Continued tomorrow)
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