Evening Star Newspaper, September 19, 1921, Page 16

Copyright, 1981, by Copyright, 1981, by I One Hundred Thousand Dollars. ‘WILD and prolonged roar came from every quarter of the race trac] It swelled in volume. 1t came again and again. Pan- monium itself seemed loosed. Outside the inclosure a squat, n, the perspiration rolling reams down his face, tugged at his ollar with frantic, nervous jerks, as I~ leaned in over the side of the high- sowered car, and with his other hand ipped at the arm of the young man in the driver's seat. ., listen to 'em! My God, listen snarled the fat man. Henderson, with the toe of his . moved the little black satchel the other had dropped on the » car farther to one sid: _ud, by way of excuse for disengaging i.is arm. reached into his pocket for Lis cigarette: ‘I can hear ‘'em—even a yard away cat here!” he said imperturbably. Sounds like a great day for the iookies—not! The fat man secured his grip on Dave Henderson’s arm again. “I'm wiped out—every last cent— Tve made in years” he said “You get that, don’t you? I'm cleaned out—and a damn inquired Dave “I guess it's their fat in all roarsely. You know it! ! you don’'t seem to give “Why should 1 Tenderson calmly. turn, ain't it ” Bookie Skarvan's red-rimmed little eyes narrowed, and he swallowed ¢ 1 e played square, 1 have!” he whined nd I'm wiped out! “Yes—square as hell!” amended Dave Henderson. “You don't give a dam shrilled okie va “That's like you! That's like the lot of you! Where would you have beea if I hadn’t taken said Dave Henderson dispassionately. “I'm not blaming you! for trying to make a crook of me. ‘An apoplectic red heightened Bookie karvan's flushed and streaming face. “Well, that's one thing I didn't make a bull of, at any rate torted viciously. Dave Henderson shifted his cigar- ette from one corner of his mouth to the other with the tip of his tongue. There was a curious smile, half bitter, half whimsical, on his lips, as he leaned suddenly toward the other. “I guess youTe right, Bookie! shrugged his shoulders. v only just found it out myself. so if you think there's any congrats com- ,ing to you and you're sore because vou didn't get ‘em before, you know why now 3 The scowl on Bookie Skarvan's face deepened, then cleared abruptly, and the man forced a nervous, wheezy chuckle. “You won't feel so blamed cool about it tomorrow morning when you come to size this up!” He vhining again. but plaintively now. I'm wiped out. I tell vou, and it too hard a « for Tydeman to give | me any more backing after he's squared this up—so what are you going to do. eh?” Dave Henderson glanced at the car's clock. It was already after 3. 'm going up to Frisco—if I ever arted!” he said brusquely. “T've missed the train, as it is, and that means a ninety-mile run—and we're still wasting time! Get down to cases! You got Tydeman on the long tance—what did he say? uldn’t help your missing the Bookie Skarvan's voice had { grown almost ingratiating. “There | wasn't_any use of you going until I knew Tydeman was at home, and un- " Jess T got hold of him before the banks i closed. was there? And if I'd been T able to get him at once we might have ! had time to arrange it by wire with [ a bank here—if they were carrying ; that_much in ready cash—and you { wouldn't have needed to go at all. ! But I didn’t get him until just a few ' { minutes ago. You know that! I couldn’t help it, could I—and the run ! won't hurt you. You can grab the ‘ evening train back. I can stave this i gang of wolves off until then by tell- ing ‘em Tydeman's making good.’ “All righ Dave Henderson was FEATURE PAGE. ' FROM NOW ON BY FRANK L. PACKARD. ! gamble? Public Ledger Co. B. H. Davis Corp. formation, and had tried first to 1 both ends to the middle by blackms ing and then double-crossing man who had dome the “doctoring”™— Tydeman did not know that—and Tydeman from that moment was un- shaken in his belief that there was no squarer man on th uit than Bookie Skarvan. It I Tydeman becoming a silent Eookie Skarvan—and the betting fra ternity had been not a little ple: for Tydeman's millions went up on the board better than even against Bookie Skarvan's trickiness Dave Henderson_ nodded It was quite true. Martin K. Tyder was getting to be quite an old man now, but Martin K. Tydeman wa still’ hailed as the squarest, gamest sporting gentleman California had ever known—and it would be a lit- tle rough on that king of sports. It was too bad tnat it wa Book Skarvan. Skarvan was crooked from the ground up—and who knew it any better than he, Dave Hend had worked for rvan for several | years now? But, as it was, Tydeman would simply have to cough up a sec- | ond hundred thousand out of his mil- lions, that was all. No, it wasn't all. 1t dépended entirely upon whether he, Dave Henderson, could get his hands on the money without accepting it as a trust from the old millionair “You're a poor fool!” Dave Hender- son informed himself, with a sharp| laugh. “What's the difference? You | pinch it either way, don't you?" | He shook his head as the car tore forward. “Mabbe,” he muttered, “mabbe T am and mabbe there ain't any difference- but there's nothing doing that 1 got a little reputation myself—left. No | BUY ever put a bean in my mitt that | he didn't get a square deal on, and that's_on the leve i van! Damn Skarvan! He wouldn't have had a look-in on a two-bit bet for more seasons than one if I h; en ru ning the cases for him—nobody’'d have trusted him hi silence. He drov - [ snade }woum be likely to call for in order to make it convenient for Bookie Skarvan’s use would be too bulky for Tydeman to carry around in his pocket. Therefore the money wouldn't be on Tydeman's perfson when the old millionaire sat down to his high- falutin’ dinner with his butler at his clbow at half-past six. The money would be in the library, most likely— and the library was accessible— thanks to the hedge. that flanked the driveway to the house. Dave Henderson selected another clgarette from his package and lighted it thoughtfully. So far, 80 good! And the rest wasn't so dusty eith, He had the whole thing inow. As soon as he reached 'Frisco he would drive down to that shabby {little street where he kept the shabby room in which he lived during the off seasons on the turf. and leave the ur standing in _front of the house. rom his room he could easily gain the shed at the rear of the place, nd from the shed he could gain the lane—and all this without the slight- st chance of being observed. He should be abie to go to Tydeman's {house and return in, say, an hour, {or an hour and a half at the outside. f any one noticed the car in front it would seem only natural that he had gone to'his room to wash up and perhaps change his clothes after a ninety-mile run, especially in view of | the fact that the train he was sup- posed to take back to Stockton did not leave until 9 o'clock. * He leaned back in his seat and blew moke ring into the air com- a observed Dave Henderson. ve got the odds switched: etter than cven mone: with that hundred thou- o one the wiser, but I've ®ot to hide it somewhere—what? And I can’t make the fool play of hiding it in my room.” Another smoke ring followed the Almost any place would do— so that it was e v to get at, and at the same time would not attract at- tention to him when he went back to it. Well, the shed, then? He nodded his head suddenly. Yes, of course—- old pigeon-cote in_the s the one place in a mil- he money would be perfectly safe there, and he could get it again any time at a minute’s notice. Again he nodded his head. The whole thing as as good as done now. After the idden, he had only to get r, drive to Tydeman's . mount the steps with the little satchel in his_hand—and re- quest of Mr. Martin K. Tydeman, Es- quire, the money that Bookie Skarvan {had sent him for, and which he had motored a matte of some ninety ios to obtain! Hende: smi to T'll be sand and on's lips parted in a though the outthrust, in no degree relaxed. e of a hulla. ast man who could | by the wildest stretch of imagination ical way. His in a sort of bitter specnlation ¢ years that reached b: 3. far could remember. They were not an - together pleasing memor: was why he wante wanted, but had made up his mind 1o have—one hundred thousand dollars. I his mother. They had but he had an impression that they been rather decent people—on had died. He had been happened—he didn’t know how ol a kid. Some one had put him in school, an orphan school. It had been hell of a place. At ten I away. After that, beginning himself useful around one of the ing stables, he had lived courses ever since—and the heights of becoming Bookie Skar- van's clerk! His jaws clamped hard. piker life, ‘but_here get out of it! He h: a chance—and here it get away with it. There of chances befor: thousand dollars—but the been good enough. He had « tle better than three thousa himself, for that matter, pulling interest, too: he had I to Square John Kelly, Parific Coral Saloon down on the bary Coast in 'Frisco. And he had a couple of hundred dollars in his poc now, too, for that matter. But it all chicker feed. He had won he might win as much more a; time—or he might lose it. wasn't any good. It n't get an: where. Maybe it was the interest com- ing in on that three thousand showed up where the odds hundred thousand. Ther thing else involved. Was The interest on thousand would make a blooming en- tleman of independent means out of him at one crack. Sure, it was worth | the risk! If he got caught, well then— good-night! If he got away with it, | well then—zowi { qores—but how? That was the ques- | ion. If he wouldn't go to Tydeman and let | Tydeman _trustfully hand the money over to him, how was he to get the cash into his possession? He was quite will- ing to accept the risk of pursuit and capture. Given a few hour: i It was a ch n looking for f he could wasn't an: ' ( apparently much more intent upon the starting mechanism of the car than gambling chance he ran: be very simple to let Tyde; and it would an, in Tyde- he was upon either his companion or | man‘s’oum library, say, assist in ps pes y, say, assist in_pack his componion’s words. The engine|ing the little black handbag full of | ! was already purring softly when he|money, and then, instead of taking the | : looked up at Bookie Skarvan again.|train back to Stockton—to disappear. “Well. what's the arrangement The strong jaws clamped hard “Tydeman will have the money In|nothing doing! Not that way cash at his house—one hundred thou- | the limit, and he meant to have thai sund dollars. You go there and get|hundred thousand. and he would have it. and bring it back on the train to-}it, and, once decided upon getting it, | night. 3 he would drop in his tracks before he | \nything else? would give up the attempt, and he | 0, that's all.” Bookle Skarvan|would drop in his tracks, if the attempt »pped at his face withl the back of | were successful, before he relinquished his sleeve, glanced in the direction |his grip on thé money—but that way of another sudden outburst of delir-|was raw. Rotten raw! To get away fous cheering. and mopped at his face | with a hundred thousand dollars was a a; “That'll be another long shot |sporting proposition, a gambling and a erybody’s playing ‘e amn ‘em! | fighting chance, but to double-cross a | For God's sake don't miss that train|man who placed that money in on back, Dave! It leaves at 9 o'clock.|keeping in good faith was in Bookie Some of these pikers that never |Skarvan's line—not his! turned a red in their lives before’ll| Well then—how? | be laying me out if T don't flash the| The miles and the minutes and the ! Jonwr green then. You get me, Dave?|half-hours passed. Tight-lipped, the T have all 1 can do to Stave ‘em|clean-shaven face set and hard. the| i off that long. I wish I could go with [dark eyes introspective as they held You and get out of here, but they'd|on the road ahead, Dave Henderson) think I was running away, and sat there, almost motionless, bent| “I get you!” said Dave Henderson.|over the wheel. Once he stopped to “They all love Bookie Skarvan! Well, | replenish his supply of gasoline, and | t's your car, and you've got a right |then the car roared on again, rock there. but get off the step unless|ing in its speed. He drove perilously you're coming!” He threw in the|fast, in a sort of subconscious y - clutch and the car shot forward. “So|ical’ synchronism swith his racing Jong, Bookie!” he flung over his shoul-|brain. One hundred thousand dollars der. —that was the stake. In another An hour passed. Out in the free'hour or so that hundred thousand sweep of country the car was run- dollars would be his—some way! ning at terrific speed. And now, from, There was no question about that! the road ahead, Dave Henderson's|But how? There was something iron- dark eyes, cool and self-reliant.ical in the fact that Tydeman was strayed to the little black handbag|waiting to throw it at him, and that at his _feet, as they had done many |while he racked his mind for a method times before. while the tight 1ips|of getting the money into his posses- parted slightly in a smile; and sud-|sion he must also rack his mind for @enly, over the rush of the wind and the roar of the speeding car, he spoke aloud. “One hundred thousand dollars—in cash,” said Dave Henderson medita- tive “Well, it looks like the chance T've been waiting for—what? Only J can’t go and let old Tydeman hand it over to me and trust me with it, ana then beat it and give him the dou- ble-cross. can I? Once he shoves it at me, and says, ‘Dave,' my boy, take this back to Skarvan,’ I'm stung and there's nothing doing! That's right, 't it? Well, then, what's the an- swer?" The broad, muscular shoulders set ® little more rigidly over the steer- ing wheel, and the square jaws clamped in a sort of dogged deflance in the face of his self-propounded * problem. His mind, as though seek- ing therefrom the solution he de- manded, was reviewing the facts and circumstances that had placed that little black handbag, ‘with its sug- gostive possibilities, at his feet. It had been a bad day for the bookmak- ers, and_a particularly bad day for Bookie Skarvan—for it was the cul- mination of several extremely bad days for Bookie Skarvan. Shots at odds that were staggering had won again and again. There was absolute- 1y no question but that the man was wiped out—a good many times over. True, Tydeman was coming to the rescue. but that did not put Bookie Skarvan on his feet again: it only paid his bills, and saved Bookle Skar- ~an from being used as a street clean- 4ng device in the shape of a human mop! The curious thing about it was that Tydeman was in any way con- nected with Bookie Skarvan! Every- body knew that Skarvan was crooked from his boot soles up—except Martin X. Tydeman. But that was Tydeman's w Tydeman must have been told often enough. but Tydeman wouldn't believe it. That was Tydeman's way! Cnce, years ago, Skarvan had tipped Tydeman off that ome of his string svas being “doctored.” It did not mat- a method that would prevent it being forced upon him! He laughed out; sharply. “Now wouldn't that sting mumbled Dave Henderson. wouldn’t that sting yo And then, abruptly, Dave Hender- son stopped the car at the side of the road. He had it now—almost. It had come, the germ of it, in a flash. And now he wanted to think it out without the distraction of handling | the machine. There came a smile, | and the smile broadened—and he laughed again. There was a pictur: before his mind’s eye now that af- forded him a grim sense of humor.| He could see the great bare dormi- | tory in the orphan school, a room whose walls were decorated with huge scrolled mottoes—and there was the one on the end wall with| its great red painted letters, and the | same old crack in the plaster that| zig-sagged its way through the| words. Sure, he could see it! “Vir-| tue Is Its Own Reward.” He had| never taken much stock. in mottoes, | but it looked now as though that one wasn't all to the bad! By refusing! to allow himself to double-crgss old | Tydeman he had now found a bet-| ter way. He wouldn’t have to take! the risk of pursuit now if he had | any luck, for the very simple reason; that there wouldn't be any pursuit;| and instead of it being a self-evident fact that he had got away with the money, he would not now appear in| the affair at all. He began to elaborate the germ | very carefully in his mind. He Knew | old Tydeman's house well, almost every inch of it, for he had been there on errands for Skarvan many times. Tydeman had secured the money from the bank just before closing time and had taken it to his home. Tydeman's habit was to dine about half-past six. These three facts woven together offered a most satis- factory solution to the problem. One hundred thousand llo)l.;rl in_bills of that the denominations Tydeman |as equals. have had anything to do with the rob- as—Dave Henderson! r that, n he would accept hu thousand _ from and take it back to Bookie rvan, too! That was all he had to the game. In six months it oon enough to dig up and of the west for Keeps. vt any hurry. Being al- 2 man of affairs, it would take some time to get those affairs up! There was old Square 1ly and that three thousand »r instance. Kelly couldn't h at an instant’s no- as invested in Kelly's busi- if he tipped old Kelly oft thinking of chucking up elly have it for d of a few months. There ny hurry. Henderson glanced at the i flipped the butt of way. It was ten miu~i be ou wasn't Duve He started the car for- 1 again—but now he drove leis- The plan he had decided upon anded an excess of getting in pretty close id he did not now want city until at least a few minutes af There was something superbly in- Juciant about the man, as, far back 1 his seat, his hands rested in a sort masterful negligence upon the ering wheel. Of cthics Dave Hen- knew little, and cared much had_been missing from the curriculum of the school in which had been brought up. He wanted hundred thousand dollars, because th a hundred thousand dollars hé fixed for life; and, ¢having ixhed the betting odds that stood n him and his goal, and having »d to accept those odds, it be- E 2 _question of winning, being wiped out. If he got wiped out, he would neither whimper r whine—he_would simply swallow s medicine. He was taking a sport ing chance—he was staking his lib- erty, quite p his life, against tin K. Tydeman's hundred thou- nd dollars.” And Tydeman could af- ford to lose. He wasn't for putting Tydeman, or any one else, on the rocks: that wasn't the sort of game he had any use for—but a hundred thou- sind to Tydeman was street-car fare. dmitted that he would have pre- 1 it should have been some one i an Tydeman, in the sense that he possessed an unbounded admira- i tion for Tydeman—for Tydeman, even he was too old to take much active part in anything, was he gamest sport on record. But s Tydeman, it happened that it deman; ‘and so, well—Dave derson shrugged his shoulders. tep up, gentlemen, and place your +" murmured Dave Henderson o Dear Juniors—You remember my last letter about the old fireplace in the house Washington used as a head- quarters at the battle of Brandywine. IWell after that I headed for Phila- delphia and New York and there are two ways to get into New York city and one of them is to take a ferry and go over to Staten Island. I cer- tainly like to look at old houses and old places and Staten Island has a lot of them. (Copyrigat, 1921, by the International Syndicate.) HISTORY WAS MADE Washington. THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, MONDAY, SEPTEMBER 19, 1921. OLD HOUSES AND OLD PLACES SHOW WHERE! with houses and buildings. You go across the ferry to Totten- ville and that is the way most of {the motor trucks take now. mond is the county seat and once! upon a time long, long years-ago the | Mrs. New York base ball team played thelr |letter. games on Staten Island. In 183 FEATURE PAGE. est place in the world. I like to ride in the subway when it is not crowded, for the trains certainly can go. But you cannot see anything traveling thut way. My, but the people are in a hurry ail the time. You would think everybody was going to a ball game or a circus. They thought they had some crowds when Jenny Lind landed, but they| were not near as big as attends a base |ball game in one day in New York. Now how many members of the Junior Travel Club know when Jenny Lind came to this country? How many | know what famous man managed her trip? 1 read the other day about & lot of test questions and it said that | some of the boys and girls said Lloyd | George was King of England. 1 know that the members of the Junior Travel Club know his title. Who knows where Washington was inaugurated? Who was President just before Ches- ter A. Arthur?. I want you to write me about these questions and get: more members for the Junior Travel Club. There are five questions for you on this “trip.” All you have to do to be a member is write to me and watch for your letters. Just write to me this way: RUSSELL BURK: A Summer Cosmetic. The coolest and most delightful lo- l-rmg same lemon squash can ‘\‘n- user in | or the plain juice of a lemon kept o tions that can be used on the skin in| 05 A LGk S 20 3/ e - | bathroom shelf. 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