In about an hour, the people in the next flat had enough, and mentioned the fact to the landlord. He let us in on it by way of the phone, and all was quiet along the Hudson again.
"I come up here to-night to tell you somethin"," says Alex.
"They"s always the United States mail," I says.
"I ain"t talkin" to you, I"m speakin" to Cousin Alice!" snarls Alex.
"She can read too!" I says.
"I been thinkin" this here thing over for weeks," he goes on, turnin"
his chair so"s I can get a good view of his back, "and I made up my mind to-day to go ahead with it."
"What is it, Alex?" asks the wife, all excited. "I know it"s goin" to be somethin" wonderful!"
"You ain"t gonna tell me you"re gonna stop eatin" here, are you?" I says. "Because if you are, I"m gonna beat it! I heard tell of guys dyin" of joy and I ain"t takin" no chances!"
"The whole trouble with you," says Alex, "is a simple case of jealousy.
You was born and brung up in this rube burg called New York and the best you could do in thirty-five years was to get yourself foreman of a baseball team! I--"
"Yeh!" I b.u.t.ts in. "I fell down the same as Caruso. All he can do is sing!"
"I come here from Vermont," goes on Alex, now on his favorite subject, "and right off the reel I get me a ten thousand a year job, not countin" commissions, sellin" autos. Now I claim that what _I_ did in New York can be done by anybody--and I"m here to prove it! It"s just as easy to be a roarin" success in New York as it is in Paterson, N.
J.--and just as hard! There"s many a Charlie Chaplin sellin" groceries and many a Theodore Roosevelt carryin" bricks! In their off hours and in the privacy of their homes, them fellers is doin" for _nothin"_, what Chaplin, Roosevelt, Dempsey and so forth got _paid off_ on! If a man"s a gambler, for instance, and he bets on a race horse, the chances are he stays up all night lookin" up the past performances of that horse and seein" just what he can do under all conditions. He studies how the horse finished on a muddy track and where he come in when the track was fast. He makes note of what the horse did under different weights and different jockeys. He watches what it does against certain other horses. Then when he thinks everything is favorable, he bets his money! He--"
"Look here, Alex!" I b.u.t.ts in. "Did you come all the way up here to-night to lay me on a horse race?"
"No!" he snorts, in disgust, "I come up here to lay you on _yourself_!
If this same man that studies the dope before he bets on a horse, would study the dope on _himself_ with the same attention to detail, before he enters the handicap of life--he"d be a winner! He wouldn"t have to bet on no horses or nothin" else, because he"d be his own best bet!
He"d find out what his particular ace was and play it to the limit every time! Instead of that, the average feller spends his time sittin" in the greatest game in the world--life--drawin" five cards every time and waitin" for the royal flush to be dealt him pat. He--"
"My goodness, Alex!" remarks the wife, "I didn"t know you was a gambler. Where did you learn all those poker terms?"
"He once claimed casino was vicious, too!" I says.
Alex gets up and reaches for his hat.
"There ain"t no use talkin" to people which has checked their brains with the hat boy!" he says. "But before I go, I wanna tell you this.
Every man has got the key to his own success buried in him somewhere, and I"ll bet I can take the champion dub of any given precinct and make him a winner the minute I find out where he hid _his_!"
"Let"s go to the movies, instead of fightin" like cats and dogs,"
remarks the wife, puttin" on her handbag.
"Yes!" sneers Alex, "let"s go to the movies and knock the leadin" man because he"s gettin" $30,000 a year, and let"s explain to each other how he"s gettin" away with murder and ain"t got a thing but his looks.
That"s much better than sittin" down and figurin" how we can make the same amount of money, if we--"
"Look here, Alex!" I interrupts, gettin" a trifle peeved. "You took me for eight hundred berries when you first invaded New York and, sucker like, I"m lookin" for a come-back. Are you on the level with that stuff about you bein" able to put _anybody_ over if you get in their corner?"
"Am I on the level with it?" he says. "Why, say!--I"m goin" in the _business_ of makin" successes outa dubs! I"m gonna take "em one by one, put "em over and charge a reasonable percentage for my work. I"m sick and tired of the automobile game and I"m gonna incorporate myself as Alex Hanley, S. D."
"What"s the S. D. for?" I asks. "South Dakota?"
"No--Success Developer!" he says. "I ain"t selfish--I put myself over and now I"m gonna put "em _all_ over! At the same time, as I say, I"ll charge a reasonable sum for my work. Why this is bigger business than Wall Street, makin" men instead of breakin" "em and--"
"Stop talkin" for a second, Alex," I says, "and get a new sensation! I got an idea of what that reasonable charge of yours will be, that"s provided your scheme works, which it prob"ly won"t. If you cause a guy to make himself twenty dollars, your fee won"t exceed a hundred and fifty! You"re as liberal with money as Grant"s Tomb is with advice.
But if you"re on the level with this, I"ll bet you a thousand bucks, American money, to five hundred of the same coinage, that you"ll flop like a seal on your first try. They"s only one thing you gotta do!"
"What is it?" he asks. He was thinkin" of them thousand bucks and his eyes sparkled till you could of hocked "em anywheres for five hundred apiece.
"You gotta let _me_ pick the first victim!" I says.
"Not to change the subject," remarks the wife to me, "if you got a thousand dollars for purposes of bettin", they"s a ring in Tiffany"s window which will come here to-morrow escorted by a C.O.D. bill. The price and one thousand dollars is the same."
"Do you think I print this money myself?" I hollers.
"I would of married you long ago if I did!" she says, smilin" sweetly.
"Think of a man mean enough to argue about money with his lovin" wife!"
sneers Alex.
"If _you_ was married," I says, "your wife would think they had stopped the circulation of all money, with the exception of nickels!"
"Ha! Ha!" he sneers, like a movie villain. "I just give Eve Rossiter an engagement ring that can be _p.a.w.ned_ for eight hundred men!"
"I think you"re four flushin"," I hollers, gettin" warmed up, "but you can"t hang nothin" on me! You go down to Tiffany"s, honey," I tells the wife, "and get that thousand buck ring--but put up a battle for it at $750!"
The wife pulls her million-dollar smile and gimme a chaste salute, as the guy says, on the forehead. Then she opens her sea-goin" handbag and takes somethin" out.
"Here it is, dear!" she says, with the giggle that made me a married man, "I knowed you"d fall, so I got it this morning! It was only $987.
Ain"t I the great little buyer?"
Oh, boy!
"Well," I says to Alex, "it seems to be the open season for takin" me.
Does that bet go?"
"It does!" he says, rubbin" his hands together like a c.r.a.p shooter.
"And I produce the first candidate for fame and fortune?"
"Bring him on!" he grins, winkin" at the wife--a thing he knows I loathe.
We shook hands on it and I went out into the kitchen to laugh it over with the cat. I"m a soft-hearted b.o.o.b and I hate to take a sucker, at that. But accordin" to my dope, that dough of friend Alex"s was the same as in the bank in my name!
Now the bird I had in mind to make me win this bet from Alex was a pitcher I had on the payroll who"s name was Hector Sells. He would of been just as rotten a ball player if his name had been First Base, Center Field or Short Stop. He could do everything in the world with a baseball, with the slight exception of gettin" it over the plate, and, when he pitched, his main difficulty was keepin" the pill outa left field. In the seven years he had been stealin" wages from my club his twirlin" percentage read like the thermometer in Alaska and when he come to bat, as far as he ever found out, first base was in Berlin. I put him on the third base coachin" line one afternoon and he tries to send a runner back to second when the batter triples. I tried this guy out at every position on the team and he made so many errors that the official scorers went out and bought addin" machines every time he appeared in the line-up. If they was anything on earth connected with the game of baseball that Hector could do, he never showed it to me, and puttin" a uneyform on him was the same as givin" a blind man a pair of opera gla.s.ses.
Yet with all this, that guy thought he was the greatest baseball player that ever laid hold of a glove. He not only thought it, he _conceded_ it.
For the past year, Hector had played out the schedule from the dugout, with the exception of six games he pitched against the Athletics. He lost an even six. I sent him to every flag station in North America where they looked on baseball as a game, and Hector would come back at the end of the season with his suit case jammed full of unconditional releases. Him and pneumonia was just as easy to get rid of as far as I was concerned and we started off every season with Hector in our midst.