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The two walked out into ishly ordered ham and eggs. the atr. then plunged Into the dark no fun at all. If he only had about »20 now. tliat , “Bring him a steak," the unknown ness of s neighborhood theatre. would help. He could get a square montradieted. “A big one, smothered j Blacky felt a small wad of bills press ed into his hand. He placed them feed and a ticket out of town. Even In onions." Blacky grinned “Thanks," he said. | carefully In his wallet and put It a teu-spot would have looked like a "You sure know how to treat a guy." j Into his back pocket. A few minutes I art of gold to Blacky Just then. "Oh. that> all right." He surveyed . later, the two left. But there were no loose ten-spots, or even twenties, lying around tor Blacky critically. “I'd do the same j Blacky figured that the best thing him to pick up. “Cracker" I-ong had for anybody that's down and out." j for him to do would be to get a ticket I damped the lid on. and he had Then suddenly he said, "Tell me. to New York and scram before things got too hot. He therefore made his 1 clamped It on tight. The big shots [what's your racket?" rounded up mid brought In for ques j were clearing out, and Blacky was "I was a heist guy," replied Blacky.: way first to the railroad station, pur tioning I want to talk to 'em all, vaguely aware of the fact that he But right now the lid's on. There's chased the pasteboard, gave the agent a queer ten-spot, and collected a small j was being left behind. personal." nothing stirring." amount of change. Enough, at least, | Ily EDWARD H I.AWHON, Jr. Anil the eop|iers had made a pretty I He was therefore not in a very hap- | "Broke?" of mind that afternoon when to get him one more square meal be I borough Job of It. They had swept l py state "Flatter'll a pancake." drifted Into Ike's place. His Idea fore leaving. “Blacky” Martin was a % dragnet ncros* the city. They hud [ he In going there was to bum a little “flow'd you like to work for me. He left the station and boarded an lieist jfiiy by trade. The only j iienetrated the speakeasies, the vice I something to eat and borrow enough kid?" uptown subway, headed for Ike's trouble was that there wasn’t dens, the hideouts of every known [to hop a rattler. Ike Dorgan, the J "Doing whut?" Imanager, was out Just nt the time, "Shoving the queer.” place. The cars were crowded, but Iginw.sicr wiUUn Mu- d tjr, b m M t b m any trade. and so he sat down and waited. "Passing counterfeits? Not on your even In the jostling mob he noted Time was when he could oil together, and hided the entire At the table opposite him, he no life I'm not ernsy yet.” ticed particularly a small dark man] "There's fifty per cent In It for that a couple of fellows who had been have parked bis rod for a liiini-li before the commissioner. regarded him with curiosity. The you." loitering about the ticket window had dingle night, staged a few Blacky was In the bunch, but he who man appeared to be well-fed and five years In Jail, too." followed him into the ear. Suddenly easy stickups, and conic was lucky. They didn't have any well-clothed, but there was something "And “Think It over, fellow. I'll give you home several grand richer. th in g on him at least, nothing that about his manner that marked him two hundred spot cash. You pass It,[ he remembered their faces. Plain could be proved. The commissioner ills a crook get whatever you want, and bring me clothes men! With a deft motion ho But those days, it seemed, lllarky surveyed him closely over a a century note. Ain't that lair j tried to reach for the tell-tale wallet, had passed forever. Pickings 1 looked him over with a baleful eye. 1 glass of water. Several times the enough?" but the two detectives were upon him. hud dwindled- Money was I but had to let him go. "Just see that man turned -and looked over his "Maybe,” said Blacky. "But I'm Quickly they hustled him to the door. you don't get brought In again," he shoulder at Blacky. At last he arose, off the rackets." scarce. At the next stop the three left the 'udded. "We're In rarncst about this paid the waiter, and Joined the for "O.K.," grinned the man. "B ut. It was old "Cracker" hong, the new think it over, like I said I'll be here' car and proceeded to headquarters. cleanup, and It'a fellows like you that lorn heist guy at his table. police rommlssloner, who had s|Killed "You look kind of hard up," he said tomorrow, this same time. Drop In "So!" growled the commissioner, j we're out to get. I'll have a couple cordially. "What's the trouble?" and see me." He pushed back his hen Blacky was brought before him. everything "Till* elty must be [ of men to keep a close eye on you, Blaekte shied away at first. He chair, arose, and left the place. cleaned lip!" he had thundered when Iso watch your step. Thnt's all.” didn't like the man's looks any too It was .only after Blacky had triad "ThU little boy thought he could get they put him Into ofllre. "I want ev Itlacky knew belter thnn to back well. "Oh." he said. "I'm all right." every other means of floating some away with something, did he? Pas» ery crook, every gambler, every gun | up against the chief's orders, but ‘ You're hungry," said the dark kind of loan without sucor.s that he man within a hundred miles of here I there were other things that called man. "You can't fool me. Here, let raturned to Ike's place next day. IVM n-ird on Page Three The New Police Commissioner Had C lam p ed the Lid Down Tight, Blacky Martin, "Stick-up Man ', Couldn't Earn A Living. He Tries One Last Crime with Startling Results