The evening world. Newspaper, August 19, 1922, Page 14

j | . dell. { Pode femeote 12TH INSTALMENT. MARSH TELLS HIS STORY. ORGAN telephoned to the city and soon the officers and their prisoners were on their way with a car full of to Police Headquarters. provided with a pistol, was left im charge of the country house, It was very late when Marsh, Mor- gan and Tierney knocked at the door of Hunt's house. Hunt's manservant answered. “Mr. Hunt in? asked Marsh. _, "Yes, sir," replied the man. think you were here before, sir.’ “Yes, Sunday night.’ © Walk right in, sir, Mr, Hunt's in the living room."”" ~ Hunt had evidently been reading, but had risen at the sound of voices, ‘ter on entering the living room they found him standing by the davenport, with his finger between the pages of «@ book. “Good evenin: said Marsh. There was a look of surprise on Hunt's face, but he quickly mastered it "I hardly expected to see you here,” ‘he observed, significantly. nd who are your friends?” » “Detective Sergeant Morgan, whom you have met before, and his part- mer, Detective Sergeant Tierney.” Again that astonished expression passed over Hunt's face. He spoke quite calmly, however. “May I ask the reason for this late call?” “It's really a continuation of the visit I made here Sunday night,” an- awered Marsh. “My story has had an- other and more interesting chapter added to it, and I thought you might ike to hear it.” “Naturally, 1 am turned Hunt, smiling. tlemen take chairs?” story really begins 66 x years ago, Mr. Hunt,"’ said * Marsh, “but I will pass briefly over the early part of it by merely saying that at that time I took up the trail of a counterfeiter, known as Clark Atwood.” “Why should you, a private detec- tive, take up the trati of a counter- feiter?” inquired Hunt. “Because,” “eclared Marsh, throw- img back his coat and exposing his Padge, “I really belong to the Secret Service Division of the United Stutex Treasury Department. Hunt remained Mlent and Marsh continued. ‘Upon the death of his wife in St. Louls a few months ago this man Atwood brought his daugh- yter to Chicago and placed her in an *pertment on'Sheridan Road. Posing a8 travelling man, Atwood was busy Ym oth - places, and made only oc- easional visits to his daughter. “To maintain a place of safety and Fefuge in time of trouble, this man Atwood kept his daughter in ignorance ¢ bie real occupation. "I may say at this point that At- ‘wood had made his living by criminal means for ™ nv years, and the ven interested,” re- “Will you gen- two ture in cc ‘tne was simply the tatest of lus Wich, ways of i livelihood. aiden } “In the course of tinie it became smecessary for Atwood to get a certain man out of the way. The plans were jearefully laid and the stage set. His jdaughter believed him to be traveling on the road, but after he was sure that she had retired for the night, he sMuietly entered his apartment, went % her bedroom, and by means of a hypodermic needle, charged with mor- ephine, rendered her unconscious -while she slept, so that there would be no chance of her awakening and ‘@poiling his plans. “Then Atwood, and a well known police character known as ‘Baldy’ Newman, entered an empty apart- ment across the hall by means of a duplicate key. “At twelve o'clock, this man ‘Baldy’ telephoned the victim at his hotel. Newmap represented himself as the man's former chauffeur, and appealed for Immediate assistance to get out of geome trouble he was in. - “Atwood and his confederate then waited in tho dining room of this Spartment until the victim rang the Newman admitted him and led him fnto the dining room. There the two men confronted him with revolv- eme-and on the threat of taking his life, forced him to sign a paper. “After that the victim made no at- tempt to escape. He fied to the front of the apartment, closely pursued by the two men. They attempted to make away with him silently, as or- iginally planned, by knifing him to death. The victim brought a hitch fmto their plans by drawing a revolver and firing one shot before he died. Had this not occurred, it is probable that the murderers’ plans would not have been discovered until long after Gay had made a safe getaway. “*As it was, the shot merely hasten- ea their actions at the time, The’ Ughts in the apartment were turned out, the dead man was carried across the hall, through Atwood's apartment, and down the rear stairs where he was thrown into a waiting automobile. “When the police arrived, a few minutes later, the men believed that they had gotten safely away, without leaving a trace. They did leave traces, however, and from that minute the police never left the tral] until they closed in on the men to-day.’ ARSH took a photograph from his pocket. ‘‘Among the traces left in that apartment," he went on, “were the imprints of a man's hands on the dining room table, T have here a photograph of those imprints, and among the many {denti- fying marks there is a scar of a pecu- Mar shape.’ pga returned the photograph to @m very giad to learn that you Cleared up the murder of my em- ployer, Mr. Marsh,’’ said Hunt, ‘What seems curious to me, however, is why you should think this man Atwood would want to kill Mr, Merton. Sure- y Mr, Merton could never have had any dealings with a eriminal such as you describe Atwood to be." “On the contrary, Mr. Hunt," re- turned Marsh, ‘Merton had extensive business dealings with Atwood, In fact, he went so far as to place At- wood in a position where he could rob Merton of several hundred thousand dollars’ worth of stocks and bonds, “The transfer of these securities had been taking place for a year or more, and it had reached the point where the greater part of Merton's fortune was in Atwood’s hands. “It is evident that Atwood’s original intention was to step quletly out of sight with this fortune, but subse- quent events led him to believe that “INSTANTLY HUNT'S HAND WHI SOFA CUSH he could go on in quiet security if Merton were out of the way. “That was the reason Merton was turdered,"* Hunt threw the remains of his cigac into the fireplace and slipped the hand that had held it down into the pillows of the davenport. “And you think you have at last lovated this man Atwood do you, Mr, Marsh?" ‘Yes,’ returned Marsh, calmly, “because I have absolute proof that Clark Atwood and Gilbert Hunt are one and the same man! NSTANTLY Hunt's hand whipped | out from behind the soft cushions, and the three detectives found themselves covered by an automatic as Hunt stood up, “Clever work, gentlemen,” he said, smiling. “But after leading men of your type around by the nose for many years, you can hardly, expect me to stay here and calmly accept defeat now.” “Oh, no,” answered Marsh. “We fully expected you to put up a good fight,” He slipped his hands into his trouser pockets, and crossing his legs, leaned back, smiling up at Hunt. "Go ahead; what's the next move?” ‘My next move,” cried Hunt sharp- to leave you damn fools sit- ting right there, When I didn't hear from my men this afternoon I knew that something was wrong, and my ‘way of escape is ready,” He backed slowly toward the door, keeping the detectives covered with his automatic. When he reached the door of the room, he called, “Every- thing ready, George?” “Yes, sir,” a voice replied from the distance, ‘With that Hunt backed out of sight through the doorway and all was silent. Immediately Morgan and Tierney leaped to their feet and dashed to- ward the door, “Hold on!" exclaimed Mar: sitting quietly in his chair. are you going?" The two detectives stopped in as- tonishment, “We're going to get him!" shouted Tierney. “No need of taking all that trou- ble,"’ returned Marsh, “My men are ready for him, Long ago a Secret Service man even replaced his driver at the wheel of his car." As if in answer to this statement from Marsh there was a distant fusil- lade of J. “They've got him," rising. “Now we can “It there's no hurry now," said Morg: “I wish you would tell us of the story," ae do you mean?" h. “How did you come to connect these two men, and how did you get that inside dope on the stealing?” “You know all the Incidents," re+ turned Marsh, “and you ought to be able to connect them as 1 did, The only information I had about which you did not know was that note-book, still Where sald Marsh, inquired The book contained memoranda tn Hunt's handwriting, which, by the Way, closely resombled the writing In Atwood's last jotier, “Among these were the names, ad- Grosses and telephone numbers of the men who worked with him, and shows ing thetr different locations during the past year or two, He also made nota- tions of the different stocks and bonds which he tvok out of Merton's t vaults at various times. Atwood, you know, took @ suitanse at the last moment from his apart- ment, This afternoon I located a suitcase in the Merton house, con- taining the counterfelt plates, and th stocks and bonds which IT had found noted in Hunt's memorandum book. Naturally, a large part of the story I told to-night was merely surmise on my part, but you can see how near I come to the teuth from the way Hunt acted “Another interesting point, due to your for t, Morgan, was that mat- ter of the # I studied very care- fully the photograph you had taken, Sunday night when I was calling here PPED OUT FROM BEHIND THE 1ONS.”” on Hunt, I goaded him into a rage, 80 that he shook his right fist in my face. I had a good view of the scar then, and my last doubt vanished." “Another point that isn’t clear,’ queried Morgan, ‘is that paper Mer- ton signed. What was it?” “I don't know," sald Marsh, “That was a wild guess on my part; that he had signed any paper at all. It seemed odd, however, that an experienced financier like Merton would makagan employee sole executor. So I decided that before his death Merton was forced to sign either a new will or a codicil to his old will, which was dated back some months so as to off- set any suspicions." “But see here," now broke in Tier- ney, “Why did you let that guy think he had a chance to get away, when you had the goods on him? The three of us could fave mbbed him the min- ute we came in." “Tierney,"" replied Marsh, “there's a girl up north that I hope to marry some day, You know her—she's At- wood’s daughter. If that girl knew that her father was a crook {t would break her heart, I didn't intend that she should ever know. I told Hunt that story to-night so as to show him the hopelessness of his position, and thus drive him out to a finish battle with my men. Sooner or later he had to pay the penalty of being a mur- derer, and I did not think he would allow himself to be taken alive, so [ gave him his chance. His death pre- vents a personal trial and the present- ing of all the evidence. The name of Atwood need not now appear in tho reports df the case, and the girl will never connect the references that may be made to Gilbert Hunt with her her."” Mise walted outside the music school on Michigan Avenue for Jane Atwood. Presently she appeared, and Marsh was conscious of a quickened beating of the heart as he watched the slender, graceful fig- ure approach. “This 1s @ pleasant surprise,” she greeted him. “T knew you had a lesson to-day," explained. Marsh, ‘‘and the weather was so fine that I thought you might enjoy a walk before you went home,” He signaled a passing taxi, and di- rected the chauffeur to take them to Lincoln Park. “This is what I like about Chica- ONCE ABOARD —THE— -LUGGER By .A. S. M. HUTCHINSON, Author of “If Winter Come: A Story cf George and His Mary BEGINS IN THE EVENING WORLD MONDAY, AUGUST 21st 60," exclaimed Marsh. “After a day in the hurry and bustle and grind of the business district you are swept in a few minutes Into @ region of trees, grass and spreading waters. At one stroke you seem to leave the seeth- ing city behind qnd enter into the wide spaces of the earth.’’ “You speak like @ poet,’’ declared the girl, “rather than @ plain business man." “Perhaps,” returned Marsh in a low voice, “it Is because of seomthing now that has come into my life.’’ “Jane,” he\ sald, “I have watched over you for nearly two years, When you walked along St. Louis streets and entered shops; when you passed ‘ack and forth to your music school in Chicago; I was many times close at hand.” She gazed at him in startled sur- prise. “I don't understand,” she oald. ‘My work took me to St. Louis,” Marsh explained. “There I saw you and fell in love with you. The same work brought me to Chicago, soon after you arrived here, and though you did not know me—probebly Tot even by sight—I was there, watching over you, and worshipping day by day. Perhaps a week is too short a time for you to begin to care, but I had hoped that you would.” “I do care,’ she half whispered, “put I did not know that you thought 80 much of me. I have often longed for a real home myself. You know, my own home waa never really « happy one. For years my mother was sickly and nervous, and it was [ who incurred all the household re- sponsibilities. It has been years since T had the care and compantonship that most girls receive from a mother. My father always provided liberally for us, but he was seldom at home.’ “Then we will start a real home together?" he pleaded. “Yes,” she whispered. The sun sank out of sight and t! twilight folded them fm friendly s clusion as Marsh took her in his arms. HE END. (Copyright, 1922, by the Bell Syndicate, Inc.) The Partners Conclude That the Cycle An- alysers Have the Softest Thing in the Doctor Line So Far Discovered. But They Are Not So Sure That They Can Cure the Slow Pay Disease Even When the Patient Is a Rich Customer. By Montague Glass. ELL, Mawruss, it seems that I have been doing Rosie's sister's boy Jake a big injustice already,” Abe Potash said as he and Morris Perlmutter sat in the office the other morning. “For years I used to think that the boy was a low- life, a bum, y’understand, on ac- count he couldn’t hold a job and used to run around the streets till all hours of the night, but it comes out that the poor feller nebich has oe Those Letters to Home; The Kind Dad Is Getting They All Carry a Post- script and All to the Very Same Impor- tant Effect. There Are Lots of Them, but They Will Soon Cease to Fly Cityward. By Fay Stevenson. HE \average dad of this city sits ap at his desk and reads a bushel of letters from the folks at the seashore or the mountains, And the average family write just about the same type of letters back to dad, For instance, mother's letter starts off something like this: Dear, Dear, Hubby: I do so Wish you were here at the seashore with us. Don't work too hard, dear, and do be careful about what you eat and DRINK. I would be home with you if it weren't for dear little Florence, but when I see the color coming into her pale little cheeks I know that you would want me with her all the time, All of the children are getting their fill of health for next winter, and while the dills may seem pretty steep to you just now, I know when we get through the winter without a single doc- tor bill you will see it was all worth while. Wouldn't you just as soon pay the hotel bill as to pay some grouchy old doctor? Now, do be careful, dear, and don't overwork. Have plenty of fresh air in your room at night. Don't forget to give the cat her mili and please water the fern every evening. Lots of love from your devoted wifey. 'P. 8.—Please send check for one hundred at once. Then follows a lavender letter from Molly, the sixteen-year-old flupper of the family, which reads: Dear Daddy Boy: Am having the time of my life. Met a@ bunch of nice people down here. I have a new ukelele and have learned to play several popular pieces which everybody seems to enjoy. When I sit on the beach and plunkety plunk away, you ought to see the crowd that hovers about, Aunt Sally says it's my frightfully shocking bathing sult, but all the girls tell me it’s the wonderful way I have of picking out tunes, Of course, one hag to dress pretty well when one goes about with a crowd like I meet hero, They really are a swell bunch, There's a chap’ whose father is worth ten million and another whose old man is just made of money; in fact, that’s his middle name, Both of these fellows drive high-powered cars, Wo swim all morning, ride all afternoon and dance all night, It's a great life, Dad, and you know you are only young ones, But of course I must have plenty of new clothes and an afternoon frock, It's # wood thing 1 had my hair bobbed ‘cause Y don't need wo many hate now, Well, Daddy boy, don't work too hard, and tf you ever got tired, ju what a good tine you are having 244 I'm uy ‘ e feel quite rested. MOLLY. P. S. Please send a check for two fifty-dollar evening gowns and twenty-five for pin money. Percy, the college graduate, who has refused to enter dad's business until the fall, writes the following letter: be Dear Governor: It's a mighty hot day for a iet- ter, but here goes. Suppose you miss me a lot in the firm, but I'll be there with bells on this fall. When a chap has just passed his college exams, Governor, I'll tell the world he doesn’t feel like sit- ting at a desk in any ole sky- scraper office until he’s had a good chance to rest. There's a great bunch of fellows around here. They all seem to be about in the same boat as I am—just waiting for the winter to turn in and do a heap of work. Mean- time we manage to go for a swim in the morning, play ball on the beach most of the afternoon and dance most of the evening. Molly tries to cut in for all my friends, and I wouldn't mind !f you'd write her about this, She’s getting to be a terrible flapper with her ukelele and her crazy bobbed hair. She spends her whole day sitting around in the sand plunking out jazz, and it just dawned on me that she'll be playing in the movies next. Well, by-by, old top; don't work too hard and this winter I'll do my bit all right. Leave that to me. PERCY. P. 8.—The bunch up here is a swell one and I wish you'd send me a check for seventy-five bucks at once. Aunt Sally, the family spinster, who is a second mother to the chil- dren, writes: Dear Brother: Well, your family are certainly enjoying themselves. I suppose you think they are a pretty heavy expense but I guess every married man goes through the game drain, I am glad to tell you that your wife is enjoying herself immensely and says it's so good to eat food that she hasn't cooked herself. The baby is having @ great time in her rompers and new bathing sult but wo are a little worried about Molly. She's getting to be a reg- ular flapper, stays out until three in the morning, goes to petting patties and spends all her day sitting on the sand drumming out tuneless jazz. You and I were never allowed to do things like this, brother Tom, so I am just warning you that you can expect her to elope with a waiter, or, worse still, one of her own filp- pers, I must say too that I never would allow a daughter of mino to wear a shocking one-piece bathing suit, but then she’s your daughter and it's up to you how ‘things turn out, Don't work too hard, feed the cat its saucer of to water the ferns. AUNT BALLY, P, 8. IT wish you could ad- vance me twenty-five dollars, I will pay you back the first of the month, ‘Then comes a lettér from Florence, the three-year-old baby of the family, whoh reads like this; Dear Daddie; Lota of love from me, And there in no P, B, to please for. ward a check or even a penny, Dad alta back and laughs a real laugh, After all they are ving # good time and he is soon to spend two weeks with them, It's a great life if you don’t weaken and Dad isn't going te wéaken in anything except reduc. ing the oheok demand to just one. third ite sizg in every case, even to mom's check, THE PROCESSES OF CYCLE ANALYSIS COULD excuse you that you don’t know what an inferiority com- plex is because it took my wife’s sister all last Tuesday night and part of Wednesday morning early to explain it to me.” : “ey @ analyser. at his tongue.” “What a cycle analyser treats you for {s something which no doctor or medicine could reach, ike Always Worrying About Nothing or Not Being Able to Get Along With Your Wife.” “If cycle analysers depended Just as well take a short course in got an inferiority complex.” “Adenoids affects ’em that way too,” Morris Perlmutter observed, “which I couldn't tell you how many times my wife’s half brother Milton tries to pass enough Re- gents Examinations so as he could study to be anyhow a certified public accountant, and he failed three times in arithmetic before they tumbled to his tonsils. So if I was you, Abe, | would schenck Rosie’s nephew a couple hundred dollars he should have it taken out.” “Have what taken asked, “This here now whatever-it-is,” Morris continued. “Why, what do you think an inferi- ority complex is anyway?" Abe de- manded. “[ should know what it is!"? Morris replied. “But if it lays anywheres between the vest opening and the top of the pants, Abe, they should also remove the appendix and kill two birds with one stone, y'understand, which that time my wife's Uncle ‘Tzvge was in Mount Hebron Hospital for his gal duck, the family begged him he should have his appendix attended to, and the cons+quence was, Abe, two years later he had to go back again right at the peak when you couldn't get a first class specialist to so much as look at an appendix for Jess than a thousand dollars.”” “yell, that wouldn't affect my wife's nephew none, because what he's got, Mawruss, ain’t in the same class with out,” Abe appendicitis, which I could excuse you, Mawruss, that you don't know what an inferiority complex is, be- cause it took my wife's sister all last Tuesday night and part of Wednes- day morning early to explain it to me, ‘And when she got through, y’under- stand, even then I couldn't see why it wouldn't do the boy just so much good to give him once in a while a ‘potch’ in the face instead of paying three dollars every two days for onc office call to a cycle analyser." what?" Morris exclaimed. “Tt was a new one on me, too, Mawruss,"" Abe continued, ‘but the way it is nowadays, Mawruss, there is so many names for quack doctors, y'understand, that even the prosecut- ing lawyer of a County Medical So- ciety don’t know as much as 10 per cent, of them, and the very latest, up-to-the-minute way of cutting into the doctor business without having to pass an examination {is to call your- self a cycle analyser. “And when it comes right down to it, Mawruss, a oycle analyzer has the easiest time of all these here ersatz doctors, because you take them fakers what knead the spine and legs, and they anyhow haye got to work as hard as @ journeyman baker, Mawruss, but all them cycle analyzers does ts to ait back in their chairs and when a patient comes in, they don't even so much as bother themselves to look at his tongue." “Then how aid he find out that this here Jake had an inferiority oom- plex?” Morris inquired. ‘By sound- ing his chest?’ THE BOY IGN'T DUMB. ‘Well, as @ matter of fact, Maw- russ, I ain't very clear about just what this cycle analyser did to Jakie, but as I understand it, Mawrusa, the things which @ oycle analyser cures ain't exactly sickness, In other words, Mawruss, it ain't a cane of trying first something for ten cents from a out-rate drug @tore and then if that don't fx you going to see a cycle analyser,’ Abe aeid, ‘What a oyole analyser treate you for is some~ thing which no doctor or medicine could reach Uke afwaya worrying about nothing er not being able to get along with your wife, Take for instance thia here Jake, and there must be some reason why the boy t “The very latest up-to-the- “All these cycle analysers does fs to sit back in their chairs when a patient comes in. They don’t even so much as bother themselves to, look for their practice on patients which Spine Pulling.” BILL COLLECToR's Qaere AGAIN | a oa eee ‘Met =n % “BESIDES, ABE, A FELLER WHICH IS SUFFERING FROM THE DISEASE OF SLOWPAY, GETS MENT OUT OF THE SICKNESS gets fired from one job after another, ain't it?” “Maybe the boy is a young loafer and wouldn't get down to the store on time,’ Morris suggested, ‘or even could get fired from a job for smoking during office which when it comes right down to it, Abe, if I had a nephew by marriage, which was all the time getting fired from one job after another, instead of schencking him to a cycle analyser at three dollars a visit, I would figure out that on account of belonging to my wife's family, y'understand, he was just naturally dumb and let it go at that."* “But this here Jake ain't dumb, Mawruss,"" Abe explained, ‘At school he got a prize of a small silver medal for making a bird with a pen out of the Declaration of ‘Independence, s0 therefore, when he went to this cycle analyser, all the feller did was to have Jakie come there eighty-five times at three dollars a time, and in the twinkling of an eye, y'understand, the boy was cured.” “And that was how Jakie got cured from the disease of not being able to hol a fob, is 1t?"" Morris commented. “Well, he ain't had a relapse so ta: Abe said. ‘It is now already six months since he was to the cycle analyser last, and he's recovered s0 far that he is now working as an as- sistant packer !n a department atore. “And that’s @ cure!” Morris ex- claimed. “I suppose that if he con- tinues to take the medicine the cycle analyser gives him, he will get gradu- ally so much better that in another six months he will be working as one of these here human advertisements signs which they oall it sandwich he hours, 'ycle analysers don’t give no medi- cine, Mawruss,'' Abe explained, ‘'The ‘way the cure is done is like this: We would say, for example, that you go to @ cycle analyser to cure you of the habit which really amounts to a dis- case, y'understand, called staying out every day two hours for lunch," THE DEBATE GETS PERSONAL. “Ia that so!’ Morris retorted, ‘Well, let me tell you something; the number of times I stay out two hours for lunch ain't a marker on how many times you don't get down here in the morning till pretty nearly 11 o'clook, so, therefore, Abe, we would say, for example, you are the one which goes to see the eyole analyser fer your dis- jute way of cutting into the doctor busi- ness without having to pass an examination is to call yourself a cycle had the Slow Pay Diseasd they might A WHOLE LOT MORE ARGU- THAN THE CURE.” ease, hot mine, and while you are about it, y'understand, you could also consult the cycle anulyser about a dis- ease which you've got it by the name of one partner going home at 5 o'clock and leaving the other partner to lock up and that the monthly state- ments goes out on time." “Of cou Mawruss, if you would sooner get personal and have a scrap than find out just what cycle an- alysers does for their money, y'un- derstand, just say so,"" Abe retorted, “whieh if you are going to get in- sulted because I am giving one of your habits for a hypo-critical case, y'understand, we would say for ex- ample that a feller like Barney Wachsmann of the Surprise Store, Bridgetown, goes to a cycle an- alyser.”" “Why, what's the matter with Barney Wachsmann?" Morris asked. “The last time I seen him here in the store, he was in the pink of healthiness and ate a lunch for five dollars on us, as well as taking hi wife to the Follies at our expensa with four dollars apiece orchestré seat “Sure [ know,’’ Abe agreed, “hut Barney is a feller which he is wortt easy from a hundred to a hundred and fifty thousand dollars, and yeti we've got to pretty near write him aj lawyer's letter every time we sell him a bill of goods. Now there must be some reason why a rich man Iike that wouldn't pay his bills till nearly two months after they are due,"’ “What do you mean—some rea- won?’ Morris sald. ‘The feller ts just! pure and simply a hard giver-up." “But the chances is that if Barne; Wachsmann would go and consult a cycle analyser, Mawruss, he could cure that feller of being such slow pay, because it ain't natural that a rich man should hold everybédy up the way Barney does,’’ Abe declared “Why ain't it?’ Morris said. “If a rich man has only got enough bills payable outstanding, Abe, he could gave enough on the interest alone to make {t worth while, and anyhow, Abs, if cycle analysers depended for their practice on patients which had the slow pay disease, they might just 60 well take @ short course in spine- pulling and earn thelr money by com- mitting assault in the third degree oa people which is so weakened by sicko ness that they couldn't fight back Besides, Abe, a feller which is suffer- ing from the discase of slow pay gete a whole lot more enjoymest vat of the sickness than the cure,'- Abe shrugged his shoulders 4s. mpondently, “I see, Mawruss, that there's no uy me trying to explain to you abou! cycle analysis,’ he sald, “Not even {f yon Imew as mucitl about It as I do," Morria added. “Why, what do you know a! . eycle analy “Nothing, (Copyright, 1009, by the Bell syndicate, Ine.)