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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, March 30, 1914, NOON EDITION, Image 18

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By Mildred Caroline Goodridge.
- (Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
"There's about one-hundred million
people in the United States," observ
ed Hal Parr sapiently. "That makes
two hundred million human eyes."
''Well, and what then," inquired
Hector Dale.
"It's me to attend to them," was
:he reply. "I shall set up as an oculist.
How is it with you. Dale?"
The one addressed smiled.
"If there are one hundred million
people in the country," he sa,id, "then
Why Not "Shadow" This Lovely Girl.
there must be ten million human toes.
i shall qualify, as a chiropodist And
.you, Weston, let us hear of your
grand future ambition."
Lee Weston shrugged his shoulders
in a bored, indolent way.
"I hadn't thought much about it,"
he replied slowly. "I'm sort of cast
ing around to find something that will
interest me. I should say, realizing
my lonely, inharmonious life, that
among the great multitude of mil
lions you speak of there must be onr
lovely being waiting for me fatefully
I shall try to find her. As to an occu
pation, I ahl divided between writing
books and becoming, a detective."
"You're wild," instantly voicec
"Maybe so," interrupted Parr, "bu
you see it doesn't mater much to
Weston. His money has been already
earned for him."
"Authors generally starve and de
tectives average about two dollars a
day. In this case it would only be the
diversion feature of the proposition.",
"I don't know about that," rejoined
Weston soberly. "I really think I
could write. I figure, though that in
order to get the human interest ele
ment I must have some real' experi
ence. Hence, the sleuth suggestion:"
The trio were dining at a cafe,
each of them a new graduate from
the same college. They drifted apart
an hour later, and the following day
Lee Weston applied to a high-class
detective agency fo"r a position. Its
chief smiled covertly at his enthu
siasm and willingness to study. ele
mentary investigatory methods. He
was given the task of watching two
men hinder suspicion of having been
concerned in a large jewel robbery.
I At the end of a week the chief call
ed "the new man" into his private
"Mr. Weston," he said, "I am going
to be plain to- you. I feel certain
you will never make a detective."
"That was a foregone conclusion
with me several days since," admitted
Weston frankly. "I have watched
Greg Amory and his pal night and
day, I ha,ve been a relentless shadow
on their trail. They go around like
ordinary citisens and I haven't been
able to fasten even a suspicion upon
"Nevertheless, they stole those
jewels," asserted 'the chief. "They
have probably planted the stuff. ,We
have evidence enough now to prove
that they did it. but we want to se
cure the booty as well. You can ney-

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