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Overheard “What do you say to your wife when you ceme heme late at night?” “Bhucks! | don't get a chance to say anything!” “TONGHT AXEL e THE Guy The Evening World Daily Magazine, Saturday. August 23. 19185 SQUEE-EL! SLUGRLE -SPOOF- SPLOOF-Saquae- Dome in Silhouette “When she married mel” Do You REME MBER Him, Aver?? You Box iS ONE OF THE DUBS You HAD FoR A PUPIL Wis Week AND HELL BE SOFT FoR vou! + — Wapyright, 2018, by H, KE. Fy Oo.) ZNOPSIS OF PRECEDING partes. wo 1. o Mag hace an at bresente have sent to the : Pies cea sien aag Sent who Noilateral for # loan, comes to redeem the cer cate. The in whieh they have been pieced safely. be find looted, Jamisow goes for the pce. 8 sera “ mW & chor ponds intended by € (Continued) Who Hid the Chocolate Pot. s the chocolate quired the practic cal Madge. “Hidden in the pantry."* “Who hid the chovolv te- pot?” asked Dr, Willoughby. Fiveryhody looked at everybidy else, and Cliney auld, "1 di ufter whi h disclaimer everybody centred his Oo her gaze on Mr. Carr, wan't look at me," arassed old gentleman suapped the sergevnt Vell, you quietly, out be lad his hand affec- her arm as he said: “No, rt T won't let you tuke the T think J hid tt! Cluney was overcome by the of doubt and the desire to do jus- to everybody, and he thrust himself forward, euying: “{ won't allow this, seageant. 1 can't. ‘Meow, mark you, 1 don't remember hav- chocolate pot? Oh! This is a mad house ‘Willlam, ty brain tx reeling," cons wr fided Mra. Carr to her husband AY KNORKED OUT VEN AY TAUGHT HIM DAS RIGHT SwinG! ing done so, but J expect 1 hid the choco wages, to his original grievance. SPLASH DRiBme. DRPBLE. SQUEE-. ee-ee?: | SPLOOF DRIBR.AA ville “Your wife never got the best ef you but once? When was that?” Hur! so you're THE Bie STaw THAT KNOCKED ME ouT SHOWING ME How To USE A RIGUT SWING? at last, from one of Mr. Carr's coat UM. M-M, NOTHING a YOUNGSTER HaA8 BEEN MAKIN' SOME I THOUGHT 1 HESRD UNCLE: SI pebah ts BEATIN’ SOUP i “yA “When you men etart to talk you never stop to think.” “Young man, the trouble Is you are living too fast.” + “And when sou women start to talk you ne think to stop.” “Don't you believe it. I’ve got dyspepsia and I'm fasting to live.” Poon! ay S DIDNT Teach cee! AY'*TANK You How AY BANE PURTY GUDE Use cee ' BOXING INSTRUCTOR !\ Novelized From the Success- ful Play of the Same Title -Story of the Summer| && “Oh, father!" exclaimed Madge. And‘ i'm going to search everything and nuies he had taken from Douglas Jami- in the closet at the other end of the late pot. he old man's got something in his pockets, drew forth the missing warrant! “Oh, William!” came from Mrs. Carr. everybody in this house." son—and kissed it affectionately. Then, hall leas than twenty minutes ago.” on sergeant shook off Cluney impa- feos volunteered Claacey, coming CHAPTER XXVI. a sit Leif an " declared ae “What? demanded Cluney, “You hie a torrent PRs diibeyad oe Ga here did you get it?" asked James ently. forward. old gentleman with an earnestness that can't"— e dropps into an ol juney. “What's all this about?’ he snorted. “Ile has? Get it.” What Was Under ‘the Sof might have convinced anybody but “Oh, yes, I can,” smiled the ser- of the minister's coat and moved away “From Doogen.” “Come on, now. I want the truth. only too glad tp be doing HE sergeant enatched the wi feasoned police officer. geant, holding up his warrant. “I've to another part of the room. Mr. “Where did you get it, Doogan?”" Clue ¢ v ‘anced upon Willlam Carr jug his in @ tone which showed he Jack Doogan ret! a corner at book, = r Jack/Doogan drew himself up with titer confessions at once, | William hands Into each of hie pockets with the at It to make sure it really tteve the denial the end of the bookcase and surrep- ,, O'Malley.” called out the sergeant: dignity, anu, looking dgnitoantly. Ane Serr, Mik Cart and Jones Clusty gaientatious disregard of the victim's Ss pba ‘You can offered the old titiously took a fat pocketbook from J 5TMD A last, bent tim back with & Carr and then at Cluney, said elowly: n a ¥, a# one person: feelings that one generally sees in a an en ercely at man. his clothes, From the pocketbook he must deckine tc answer. 1 did Policeman making @ personal search, and Willlam Carr. “That's just what I'm going to de. drew forth the roll of yellow-back ba For a brief inatant he looked at them with knitted brows, while his mouth worked convulaively, Then he marched across the room and back again, trying to comprehend, but gave it up as he faced the three self-convicted sinners, “It took three of you to hide thats murmuredg , and T “The sergeant is right! Cluney, “This ie a madhou am_one of its worst inmates.” “This is all too much for me," ob- xerved Mr. Spelain to himself, “1H keep out of 1t--if 1 can.” ‘Bee here, sergeant.” sald Dr, Joughoy, “You want Mr, Jamison’ stocks? Jen't that what you tor “Well, what of it?” was the gruff ree Joinder, “Only this: The steel stocks are in that safe, and if you'll allow Mr. Carr (The New York Ereving World), to get them out you may have them,” rt 3 R. JARR'S employer was a i is ‘ Tg ag aa al acl M servative busiicss man, in that “But they are, ted the doctor, ) If aay profits came ous ef Be woing over to the # alid pulling the business he felt that they belonged to wil steel came 19 Publ ad by xh Presa Publishiog door 0} ‘I know {t, I'M show you.! Mim, It waw from this point of view See, here they are! He took the stocks| the voluble Mr, Michael Angelo Dink+ out of the safe and handed them to the| ston, office efficiency engineer for th ‘weant “There you are. This i# the! time being, wos endeavoring to di rr of all the trouble. Take them.’ !him on the way back from the first Sermensit gle re ‘office luncheon” at the Motel St. KI Well, weit!) “Toerus in there?” ex-| Mr Dinkston's argument that the timed Mra. Carr, Yes, how did they get hack in there] firm (when the added her husband Hardly bellever uyer's surprised eye lovking as if he had rested upon the employer jnd conte own |ployees dining towether in cosi.y siate) hi sl’ came fron Yoogan,| was one that would have nev: been and Dr. Willoughby, jy{tendered had the boss been dinin: «lone, 1 tell your"! “sit @ walesman had gotten tie cider what kind after spending what this luncheon cost, ested Mr. Carr, | Wouldn't he have gotten the commis- a picts ap wiramt enee ‘whet sion on the sale?” asked Mr. Dinkston. 1 want to know, rgeant, Mr. Smith, the merchant prince, a4- {big order the big buyer had given the} mitted this would have been according to business methods, “Well, then," said Mr. Dinkston, “charge the luncheon to expenses and credit the commission to all present." But the boss hesitated. He couldn't understand why Frits, the shipping clerk, should be included, Frits had all the hard work to do about the place, and his pay was small in consequence. jenee it would never do to allow him y commiselion, J shipping clera, and on a saip- ping clerk’s pay, he shquid feel he (s fortunate in being taken along and be- ing permitted to have so costly a lunch- * wap the conservative opinion of the boss. “How do you think that big wholes ler from Chicago knew it lunch. eon to the entire staff?’ asked Mr, Dinketon. “Umer, well, he may have known our Johnson or our Mr, Jarr, or our Mr. sumgeated thc boss. of the old school, he ..lways though the je knew it was the office fore be- W the shipping clerk's hai and his sunburned neg A shipping clerk can be hands and also by hig «1 med neck. He gets his neck sunburned by stoepr| coup, but If that big Chicage @helenalar | beletiny engine!’ |luncheon an order that will keep ‘boss. | “And the order wouldn't \have been told by the indelible | got traces the marking paint leaves on his| would itt asked the efficiency engineer, bu “why?” “For fear of incriminating a friend," replied Jack Do with @ highly lift of the chin, of this, Clancey?* ant, with @ sidelong look at the suitcase, Clancey did not reply for fear he might say the wrong thing, go he only nodded wisely, as if to leave MU Right, alti!" The sergeant carefully closed all the @oors, warned his men who were left to keep.their eyes open, and made the _[ ool announcement “I'm going to si SASALALSASAAAAKBAGA HHS SSMS SASAAAAS Mr. Jarr Learns What Efficiency A ; Will Do to Wreck a Good Business)" coins solnnd’nie' mons? OO SAPAAIDAISAA IAI ASAB ASIA IBIS AAI AAS AS Crom tl Carr family, in which Dr. ch this bunch. I've found Mr. Jamison’s securities, and now x ehby, | Sames Cluney and Jack everything to the superior Judgrient of joogan join ut rgeant dis- his chief, Considerable of a & Ing over packing-cases to mark themyhadn't have dropped into the St. Croesus regarded them all, and continued Clanees, ® Ctplomat for shipment out on the delivery plat-|for luncheon while we al: were there, | stern! “He's protecting me," whispered form," said Mr. Dinkston. how could you have figured your social The boss looked at Mr. Dinkston Injexperiment would have paid?” this aide. wonder and amaze. Surely this was a! “I can show you how we saved thirty | foe ioe real_ eMclency How did he|cents on the dollar going to luncheon: kno® how affairs at the back as well|the day we did rather than the day be- ‘as at the front of a business estabilsh- | f What's offfoe efficiency?” replied ment were conducted? Mr. Dinkston, + He asked the question. ‘The boss was interested. A saving of /¢ “1 have slept at the delivery doors|# per cent. was something to save. Cluney to Dr. Willoughby. t you all to line up here on W “Father, he's protecting you,” mui Come on! No, no! ll runhing around in M He had alr: the sofa and was proceeding to mi when Mra. Carr caught him rts the arm as she begged with shall tears in her the sofa and th In most of wholesole houses, sir!” retorted Mr.| “How?” he asked. rN “Please-please! Don't. open that Dinkston. : “Why,” sald Mr, Dinkston, ‘the new! as a ‘disturbed bumble a ak wujhen miei ‘This was true enough, He had done|taxicab ordinance went into effect to-| shouted to Clancey, pointing to the hy? hat's all this about!” yelped the sergeant with a frown, » “See what thin lady has to say, won't you?" sald Doogan. “It will b worth your while, I'm sure.” “What do you kutow about itr “Nothing. Only 1d give per a chance,” was Doogan's hasty response, je In taxicabs yester- | sofa: “Move that thing out of the way Clancey obeyed hurriedly, and, pus! 24, the sofa back, brought into view t! suitcase that Jack had hidden there when he heard the police coming her time befo light housekeeping under delivery plat-|day. If we had forms in the wholesale districts for|day it would have cost you the differ weeks at a time, during occasions of | ence between the old rated and thi acute finarcial stringency, But the boss| By the way, can you advanos me 610! deemed Mr. Dinkston was speaking fig-| The bose gladly did s0, ively. ‘When he got uptown that evening, Mr. Weil, I'll see about it,” he seid,,Jarr told Gus all about the modern busi+ that?” demanded the serge- “I think I can explain this mystery, “But it isn't customary. It isn't cu methods Mr. Dinkster had inaugu- taking the suitcase out of Clan- ‘4 al Sarr ne T dis. tomary to give the inside office force! rated. hand, in family secret. 1 rely on the or the shipping clerk commiasio “I knew he was up to something," said] Why. that's my suitcase,” said Clu- OF wl) here that i will. go ne rprise. ‘What's it doing here?” what I want to know,” tell the truth.” ‘vo all heard of klep. onéd William Carr, tion, “and it isn't customary to pick up at| the genial proprietor of the cafe on the “that loafer was in here just now saying he couldn't look hisself in the face, he was so disgraced by going! put that sultcame under the sofa into trade. What did he meun? Has he{ ‘I don't know,” walled William Carr, Ww ho hed thie sultcese?. That's what said Mr. Jerr, “but he is an}, Whe! a puneene!. That's wha if you had dined us in'a beanery, |eMctency engineer. Pa ey ka out,” thundered “Ha!” sald Gus, “What does he know. + opel diok, gran lo around him, “Well,” ead the boas, ‘it was’s chance | about machinery? He never run even @' “1 don't understand this,” observed ‘Gn Willeushhy. “I Dut shes muse busy Alling it for six months, either, sald Mr. Dinketon. “But the luncheon cost $0, said the juney, desper cried Mrs. Carr and Madge confess. all,” ma kleptomaniac, It's - trol.” inheritance over which I've no con @o Be Continues.)