-t m/r^rr f or tv.
br* L«-r«* oa the bank* or the Danube and
•leerage-wtee to this .xmntrr about ten years
wba* circles be affrcicd he w«» called "The
tic may have had another name In Austria; but
he m am d**d and down under the grass roots.
as a turner of identification, should serve
The Ho tter »» round. Inoffensive, well-dressed. aT
He woo also generous, as the East side employs
For he it ksoss that The Bottler was a money
d Suffolk street position aa among Its richest capl
a his' ia to Fifth avenue so ;s siuss to the East side,
snce the denier wins at stuns, and yet the device possesses an
When the victim gets up from the table the
the deomprlve at vtggraah" returns his one-tenth
he one ever leaves a staffs game broke and that
■an ray off »ure sunshine fortes indubitably the strong attrac
tsuu Hums Mcfcs «y a* with a tongue of Ire a round full fifth of
mti -1. Kaat stde .artj and to viggresfa should be given the black
tfan thereof
The Houlwr owned talea:* to make money. Morally careless,
hhiur the easy way. with over ail that bent for speculation which
tulfe to dealing in stocks and others to dealing cards,
r sashing talents found expression in stuns Not that
■ awn«r was ao aeak minded as to ’buck" the game. Wise,
aotveal. he went the other may about and dealt It. hla
of operations being 135 Suffolk street.
Thane are two great gangs oa the East side. These are the
"rise Fo.au and the Monk Eastmans ** There are smaller gangs,
hw* each owes allegiance to either the one or the other of the
two great gangs, and fish's round Us standard In event of general
belonging to either of these gangs Rut
grwmter danger la not belonging to one of them. I
at The bottler's ways and walks. The Five Points
are at trod with one another and the fires
Bitted to die out. Membership in
that, to the eateat of tta power, it will buckle
while yww Use and avenge you should you
ip la ae«her. however, means that you will be
by both
atom tHM.*e was—like every other of Its kind—a
Ta the end that the peril of his dsys and nights
i Hslmam. ho united himself with the Five Points,
mu he rownted upon as a 'shtockor" or strong-arm;
would part wl'h it. 9nd gang war like all
must be given, fines paid, and The
have his mu Wherefore the Five Poims opened
receive him
had suffered a disorganizing setback when
0B*w the am*»• his name went up the river for ten
at that sorrowful retirement it became a
two rival claimants for the throne
bear were Hinte Fltxpwtrick and Kid Twist, both
with reputations of having killed, both with clouds
the rudiments of a savage diplomacy.
Fitzpatrick a’ that conference was shot
Kid UaLl a near friend of Twist, "stood for the col
* ^' /
az 7*r c'ota' smt * r>'.~ r/#£0 rtv/c£
1W i» •!«». the gang* and the polith isns are not without a
■Urr wisdom Wbai Ufe Las been taken and to punish the
iff would be a* iac'jetniHS'f eotn*- one who didn't do the
tttaf aabm.** to arrest. This norm the retreat of the ptuilty
ot>. ‘ho mtbtsc ts appeased Lai r, when the public's memory
m*> he am sod uer for tack of evidence—is set at liberty
T- i» whea Knrpatn k was killed. to make dear the path to
to the aspiring feet of Twist, the police took
all hot votunieered for the sacrifice Dahl went smil
ft <• jal. white the res! murderer of FI* spat rick attended
b ienuta a wake and 'e’er appeared at the funeral
Thi last, however. by the Oi<er tastes of the Hast side, was
*.iiids*aid of as tnhiag upoa vulgarity.
rrtiwatrick aaa burwd with a Illy in his hand and Twist
the Katinas* Dei.I remained in the Tombs a
all week* end then rerumed his position in
It was be: natural and to the priory of stum
Batons that ink) should dwell warmly in the grate
of the Kastmans, cast about to establish
There was Tbe Boitkr. skit ins situs Golconda in Suf
Were wot lit* afhti.iTton* with the Five Points'
i he to therefor* the * test " The Dottier w as an Egyp
and Talas rest.) <d to spoil bin :o the interest of Dahl.
- TiH. wt*h bib! mac'd upon The Iloitler. Argument was
Sh>> and So tbe p<-n' hJid Twist
liber, the Kid' indicating the expectant Dahl—“is it
past «m graft from now on it's to be an even break.'
IPfce , -w» alowao checked the beating of The Bottler’s heart
Wha’ the puissant Twist proposer
atep in East side iv-mmerce -the East side
proverb of Take what you may. keep whs
pua rjs" rau*as a farmer Highland force. Tbe Bottler bowel
m (he IsrtdtMr ahd accepted ~
For six weeks The Bottler and Dahl set
tled up, flfty-and-tlfty, with the close of each
stuss day. Then came a fresh surprise. Dahl
presented his friend, the "Nailer,” to The
Bottler with this terse remark:
"Bottler, you can beat It. The Nailer Is
goin' to be me partner now. Which lets you
out, see?”
The Bottler was at bay. He owned no
stomach for battle, but the sentiment of des
peration which the announcement of Dahl pro
voked drove him to make a stand. To lose
one-half had been bad. To lose all—to be
wholly wiped out In the annals of Suffolk
street stuss—was more than even his meek
ness might bear. No, The Bottler did not
dream of going to the police. That would
have been to “squeal;” and even his friends
of the Five Points had only faces of flint for
such tactics of disgrace.
The harassed Bottler barred his doors
against Dahl. He would defend his castle and
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get word to the Five Points. The Bottler’s doors
haring been barred, Dahl for his side at once insti
tuted a siege, despatching the Nailer meanwhile to
the nearest knot of Eastmans to bring reinforce
ments.
At this crisis a central office detective strolled
into the equation. He himself was hunting a "loft
worker" of more than customary industry and had
no thought of either The Bottler or Dahl. Hap
pening, however, upon a situation whereof the strik
ing features were Dahl outside with a gun and The
Bottler inside with a gun. he so far recalled his
oath of office as to interfere.
With the sure instinct of his Mulberry street
caste, he of the central office opened negotiations
with Dahl. He knew the latter to be the dangerous
angle and began by placing the muzzle of his own
pistol against that marauder’s back.
"Make a move,” observed the central office man.
"and IH shoot you in two."
The sophisticated Dahl, realizing fate, moved
not, and with that the central office man collected
his armament.
Next The Bottler was ordered to come forth. The
Bottler obeyed in a sweat and a tremble. He sur
rendered his pistol at word of the law and the cen
tral office man led both captives off to jail. The
two were charged with "disturbance.” in the sta
tion house, as on the way. Dahl ceased not to
threaten The Bottler’s life.
"This pinch'll cost a fine of $5.” said Dahl, glar
ing round the central office man at the shaking
Bottler. “IH pay it, an' then I’ll get square wit'
youse. Once we’re footloose you won't last as long
as a drink of whiskey!”
The judge yawningly listened, while the central
office man told his tale of that "disturbance."
r lVt* all WStD. v|uuiu uit juufev, auu v aiivu un
n«*xt rase. The Bottler returned to Suffolk street. Dahl sought
Twist while the central office man again took the trail of the
loft worker.
Dahl talked things over with Twist. There was but one way:
The Bottler must die. Anything short of blood would unsettle
I»opular respect for Twist and without that his leadership of the
Eastmans was a farce.
The Bottler's killing, however, must be managed with a
decent care for the conventionalities. For either Twist or Dahl
to walk in upon that offender and shoot him to death, while
feasible, would be foolish.
Twist sent to Williamsburg for his friend and ally. Cyclone
Louis. The latter was a bull-necked, highly muscled personage,
who was a prolessional strong man—so far as he was profes
sionally anything—and earned occasionally side-show money at
Coney island by bending iron bars about his neck and twisting
pokers into corkscrews about his brawny arms.
Louis. Twist and Dahl-went into council over mutual beer
and Twist explained the imperative call for The Bottler's ex
termination. Also, he laid bare the delicate position of both
himself and Dahl.
Louis did not hesitate, but placed himself at the disposal of
Twist and Dahl. The Bottler should die; he. Louis, would see
to that.
"But when?”
Twist, replying, felt that the thing should be done at once,
and mentioned the following evening, nine o’clock. The place
would be The Bottler's establishment in Suffolk" street. Louis,
of whom The Bottler was unafraid and ignorant, would experi
ence no difficulty in approaching his man. There would be
others present; but, practiced in gang moralities, slaves to
gang etiquette, no one would open his mouth. Or, if he did.
it would be only to pour forth perjuries and say that he saw
nothing, heard nothing.
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I
Having adjusted details, Louis, Twist and Dahl com
pared watches. Watches? Certainly. Louis. Twist and
Dahl were all most fashionably attired and—as became
members of a gang nobility—singularly full and accurate
In the important element of a "front,” videlicet, that list
of personal adornments which includes scarf pin, ring and
watch. Louis. Dahl and Twist saw to it that their time
pieces agreed. This was so that Dahl and Twist might
successfully arrange their alibis.
It was the next evening. At 8:55 o'clock Twist was
obtrusively in the Delancey street police station, wrangling
with the desk sergeant over the release of a follower who
had carefully brought about his own arrest.
“Come.” quoth Twist to the sergeant, "It's next to nine
o’clock now. Fix up the bond; I've got a date over in East
Broadway at nine-thirty.”
While Twist stood thus enforcing his whereabouts
upon the attention of the desk sergeant Dahl was eating
a beefsteak in a Houston street restaurant.
“What time have you got?” demanded Dahl of the
German who kept the place.
“Five minutes to nine,” returned the German, glancing
up at the clock.
"Oh, 'tain't no such time as that.” retorted Dahl peev
ishly. "That clock’s drunk! Call up tMfe telephone people
and find out for sure.”
“The ’phone people say it's nine o’clock,” reported the
German, hanging up the receiver.
“Hully Gee! I didn't think it was more'n half past
eight!” and Dahl looked virtuously corrected.
While these fragments of talk were taking place The
Bottler was attending to his stuss interests. He looked
pale and frightened and his hunted eyes roved here and
there. Five minutes went by. The clock pointed to nine.
A slouch-hat stranger entered. As (the clock struck the
hour he placed the muxzle of a pistol against The Bot
tler's breast and fired twice. Both bullets pierced the heart
and The Bottler fell forward on his face—dead without a word.
There were twenty people in the rot^m. When the police arrived
they found only the dead Bottler.
The police recalled those trade differences which had cul
minated in the charge of “disturbance” and arrested Dahl.
“You ain’t got me right.” scoffed Dahl to the police.
There came the inquest and Dahl was set free. The Bottler
was buried and Twist and Dahl sent Bowers and rode to the
grave.
The law slept, a bat-eyed constabulary went its way, but
the gangs knew. *
Distinguished among the chivalry of the Five Points was an
individual known as Kid Pioggi. Only a paucity of years—he
was under eighteen—withheld Pioggi from topmost honors.
The winter's snow melted into spring, spring lapsed into
early summer. It was a brilliant evening and Pioggi was
disporting himself at Coney island. Also Twist and Louis, fol
lowing some plan of relaxation, were themselves at Coney
island.
Pioggi had seated himself at a beer table in the house of
call of one “Ding Dong.” Twist and Louis came in. Pioggi.
being of the Five Points, was recognized as a foe by Twist,
who lost no time in mentioning the fact.
Being in a facetious mood, and by way of expressing his
contempt for that gentleman. Twist made Pioggi jump out of
the window.
Louis and Twist sat down at the table in Ding Dong's from
which Pioggi had been driven and demanded refreshment in
the guise of wine. Pioggi. rage-swollen as to heart, busied him
self at a nearby telephone. Calling up a resort on the Bowerv
affected by the Five Points, Pioggi got the ear of a Higher Influ
ence of the clan. He told of his abrupt dismissal from Ding
Dong's and the then presence of Louis and Twist. The Higher
Influence instructed Pioggi to keep the two in sight. The very
flower of the Five Points should be at Coney island as fast as
cable cars could carry them.
Pioggi pitched upon one whose name and face were un
known to Twist and Louis. The unknow n would be the bearer
of a blind message—it purported to come from a dancer in one
of the cheap theaters of the place—calculated to bring forth
Twist and Louis.
• Stall 'em up this way." said Pioggi. indicating a spot within
touching distance of that coupe. “It’s here we'll put 'em over
the jump.”
Pioggi's messenger did well his work and Twist and Louis
moved magnificently albeit unsteadily into the open. They were
sweeping the walk clear of lesser mortals, when the voice of
Pioggi arrested their attention.
“Oh. there. Twist: look here!"
The voice came from the rear and to the right; Pioggi’s
position was one calculated to place the enemy at a double dis
advantage.
Twist turned his head. There was a flash and a roar- a bul
let struck Twist above the eye. He staggered. The lead now
came in a storm. Twist went down: Louis fell across him
There were twelve bullets in Twist and eight in Louis. While
the crackling roar of that cannonading still alarmed the ears
of men every gangster vanished. Only the dead Twist and the
dead Louis remained.
Pioggi went into hiding in Greenwich, where the Five Points
had a "hold-out.” There were pullings and haulings and whis
perings in dark political corners. When conditions had been
whispered and hauled and pulied into satisfactory condition
Pioggi sent word to a favorite officer to come and arrest him.
Pioggi explained to the court that his life had been threat
ened; he had shot only that he himself might live. His age
was seventeen. Likewise there had been no public loss; the
going of Twist and Louis had but raised the average of all
respectability. The court rendered the business and decided
that justice would be fulfilled by scutenciug Pioggi to the Elmirs
reformatory.
Big Game of Northwest
Omtf
lacking transportation facilities and
Invaded by great numbers of civilized
net. vrbo must depend in large meas
ure an the country for subsistence,
the larger nati e launa will soon dis
appear. In this northern region trav
elers. trappers and prospectors sub
sist very largely on the game and
ftrt that they take, and great quan
tities of wild meat are brought into
the settlement for ante.
There has J>een enormous waste by
the white game Killers, and it the
waste by the Indians has been less it
is only because the Indians are fewer
in numbers. In some localities the
continued and reckless killing of game
for sale in the mining camps has re
sulted in the almost complete disap
pearance of such game. Besides this
there are not a few people who go
into the country in search of fine
game heads, and Who kill with the
usual selfish recklessness. They have
been known, after a day’s hunting.
to leave to spoil on a hillside enough
meat to supply a prospector with pro
visions for *- whole winter.
The chief game animal in much of
that country Is the moose, which is so
abundant that from a good lookout
high up on the mountains moose can
he seen almost any fine day by the
aid of field glasses. In Certain por
tions of the country west of the Mack
enzie river caribou are still seen
in great herds at the proper season of
the year, but these herds appear to
be growing constantly smaller.
Mountain sheep are yet abundant
in many places, and. owing to their
ha hits of Ufa. are perhaps in less im
mediate danger of extermination than
the moose or caribou.
It is obvious that as the settlement
of this northern country proceeds the
game must disappear! It is only wf
the. establishment of game refuges
in these regions that it can be pre
served, and at tie present time the
residents of that northern country
are interested in the game only so
far as it may be turned into money.
i
Money and Marriage
By MAUDE PARSONS
iCopyrijfct, SMI, by Associated Literary Pnas.)
William Douglass. manager of
Thornybrook. strode to the telephone
and rang three times. A lovely
voice, with a little yawn in it. an
swered.
"May I see you a few moments.
Miss inner queried Douglass. ‘It's
a matter of importance."
“Yes, William,” returned the lovely
voice. “Come right over."
Anne Thornton, owner of Thorny
brook, awaited the manager in a
sun-flooded room in the handBome
old house. Miss Thornton was good
to look upon. In a ruffled, trailing
morning gown, and with dewy eyes
that looked forth contentedly on a
pleasant world, she was ravishing.
Or so thought William Douglass,
anyway. William was in love with
his employer.
His homely, trustworthy face was
pale and his eyes were dark-dinged.
He had not slept much for two
nights trying to decide on Just what
he was going to say. Now he found
his speech curiously hard to deliver.
“Miss Anne.” he began.
“Yes," encouraged Miss Anne, in
a tone of voice she reserved for
Douglass alone.
"I am going—I have decided—that
is, we—you have a chance to buy some
more stock of the Du Quoin National
bank.”
"Well, what do yon think of it?”
“It is a good buy.” William, on
familiar ground, was not embarrassed
now. “The bank's well managed and
is making money.”
"Then buy it, William. You know 1
'trust all those things to you, any
way."
The unhappy William perspired.
"That’s what I came to see you about.
I’ve—I’ve been thinking about the
back farm. Shall we pasture it again
“How I’ve Longed to Call You ‘Billy,’
She Said.”
this summer, or plow for corn? We’d
better decide, if this weather is go
ing to stay."
Without, the low hills were ta
king on a tender greenery, and two
robins made love under the window.
Miss Anne, being young and whole
some and pretty, was pulsing be
neath the call of spring—and Wil
liam was talking about plowing!
"Whatever you think best. Wil
liam.” And then, suddenly turning
her dark eyes full upon him: “What
did you really want to see me about
William?”
Douglass gasped and floundered.
Then, rising, he placed a little pack
age of papers in her hand, and said:
“Here’s a statement of things—of
your money and stocks and your
farms. I’m going to—to leave. Miss
Anne.”
The old clock in the hall tick
tocked off ages of silence. Douglass
kept his stubborn glance on the sun
shiny landscape beyond the broad
window. Miss Anne studied the top
of her little slipper.
“Going away” she said at last, as
if to herself. “You are really going
to leave us! Why, William?"
“It’s a private matter. Td—well.
| I’d rather not say. Miss Anne."
“Is it salary. William? You know
I've tried to make you take more.”
“No." returned Douglass, decided
i 1 y. “I'm paid more than I’m worth,
now.”
“But you've done splendidly. Wil
liam. When we hired you as mana
ger. mother and I had no idea of bur
dening you with our financial affairs,
i too. And now we’re depending on
I you to make our investments.”
“It’s all right. Miss Anne I’ve
i liked to do it.”
“Uncle Robert says you've made us
richer than ever. And a share of
that Is yours—"
"No,” said Douglass, and he meant
it. “It Isn’t money."
"I’m sorry,” said Miss Thornton,
plaintively. "We’ve been very happy
togeth—■” If William had not been
so busy watching the love-making
robins he would have noticed a little
blush tinge his employer’s cheeks as
she substituted: "Everything’s been
so harmonious."
"I know. Miss Anne. That’s what
makes it hard to go. I never caD
thank you for your kindness. Those
papers will explain things to the new
man.”
"William," interrupted Miss Anne,
"please sit down again. I want your
advice—for a friend. You’re not go
ing to leave us right away?”
"Oh, no; I can stay for—for a little
time.”
"Three months—four months?" The
girl leaned forward eagerly.
"We—ell, I hardly think so. I want
to get established before the summer
is too far advanced.”
“Oh.” A pause. "So you’re going
into business?"
"Ye—es; that is, I think so."
"Is that so personal that you didn't
want to tell me?" There was an ac
cusing emphasis on the “me.”
Douglass did not attempt to answer.
"One of my girl friends doesn't
know Just what to do, William. You
see, she’s—she’s—in love.”
"Oh!"
"That ‘Oh’ was dreadfully noncom
mittal, William. Aren’t you inter
ested ?”
"Why, yes, certainly. Miss Anne.”
"Well, she doesn't know whether
the young man is—is in love with
her or not.”
"Can’t she tell?”
"She isn't sure. She thinks he likes
her. but—”
"Yes?"
“Oh, there are complications. Wil
liam. She is rich, and the young man
is poor. She feels he’s to proud to
speak.”
"Ob.
"■Well, what Is she going to do?
She’s—she’s cried herself to sleep,
I'm afraid, a good many times; and
yet there doesn’t seem to be any way
to make him speak.”
‘‘There Isn’t any way, I’m afraid,”
he said, with an unconscious sigh.
"If the man has self-respect, he can’t
be a fortune hunter. He must make
his own way before he can ask the
girl to be his wife.”
"She’s thought of that, too. But It
seems so foolish! They may have to
wait years, and grow old and with
ered while he makes .a lot of money
they don’t need. Isn’t marriage an
equal partnership? Why hasn’t the
wife the right to bring money to the
union as her husband?”
“From an impersonal standpoint.
6he has,” replied William, "but if I
were that young man I would feel
as he feels. He cannot in honor
speak while his motives could be
misconstrued. Her friends would
say—”
"Bother her friends!" Miss Anne
looked confused when she realized
the emphasis she had put on the
three-words, but only for a moment.
Then she added: "That’s the way
she feels. She says she has a right
to her own happiness, no matter
what people think or say. She Is
satisfied he is not a fortune hunter;
that he is upright and honorable,
and the man nature intended as her
mate. Why can’t he be sensible and
speak T’
She leaned forward In her chair,
her lips dropping in childlike per
plexity. Douglass got up hastily and
backed away. He did not want to lose
his carefully acquired grip and make
a fool of himself. That’s why he was
leaving Thornybrook—to keep from
making a fool of himself. He fumbled
his hat and turned to the door.
"He can’t, that's all," declared
Douglass, when his hand had closed
on the knob. "It's an impossibility.
Miss Anne. If you were In his place
you'd realize—” He stopped; he
was confusing the other man’s case
with his own. „
"Don’t you want to know who the
girl is?" asked Miss Thornton, un
steadily. She had risen and her fin
gers were Intertwined.
“Why, yes.” Douglass somehow
felt the name of that girl to be the
most important thing in the world.
"It’s—it’s—” Her voice died away.
And then it began again, broke and
went on to a triumphant conclusion:
"Oh. Billy, you stupid, stupid boy!
It's—it’s Anne Thornton!"
The next moment she was in his
arms, half-laughing and half-crying.
"How I’ve longed to call you ’Bil
ly!’” she said.
"And how I’ve longed to call
—darling!” said he.
you
Give Up Secret Societies
___
Secret societies have been abolished
at Mount Holyoke college by a com
bined vote of the society members
and the faculty. These secret socie
ties had been in existence in Mount
Holyoke for more than twenty-five
years. The dramatic club of the col
lege has bought the American rights
of the pastoral play. Fair Rosa
mond." With a set of costumes and
properties for production. This play
was first given by Lady Archibald
Campbell's pastoral players at the
Cannisaro Woods. Wimbledon com
mon. England. The American rights
were later bought by Mrs. John V.
Pruyn of Albany, who allowed the
play to be given only when the pro
ceeds ware for some hospital work.
After Mrs. Pruyn’s death it was de
cided to sell the American rights and
stage properties to some college or
ganisation rather than to a pro fee
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wander from his own 0reside °
Mr. Pyro (not a near art anthuni
child wh^ ,m%r* nk* the burnt
tktld who dreads ike nre.-Judge.