ach other how the subs ought to be suppressed, or what Haig should be
doin' on the West front. I even stopped wearin' an enameled flag in my
buttonhole. If that was all I could do, I wouldn't fourflush.

The Corrugated was handlin' a lot of war contracts, too. Course, we was
only gettin' our ten per cent., and from some we'd subbed out not even
that. It didn't strike me there was any openin' for me until I'd heard
Mr. Ellins, for about the fourth time that week, start beefin' about the
kind of work we was gettin' done.

"But ain't it all O. K.'d by government inspectors?" I asks.

"Precisely why I am suspicious," says he. "Not three per cent. turned
back! And on rush work that's too good to be true. Looks to me like
careless inspecting--or worse. Yet every man I've sent out has brought
in a clean bill; even for the Wonder Motors people, who have that
sub-contract for five hundred tanks. And I wouldn't trust that crowd to
pass the hat for an orphans' home. I wish I knew of a man who
could--could---- By the Great Isosceles! Torchy!"

I knew I was elected when he first begun squintin' at me that way. But I
couldn't see where I'd be such a wonderful find.

"A hot lot I know about buildin' armored motor-trucks, Mr. Ellins," says
I. "They could feed me anything."

"You let 'em," says he; "and meanwhile you unlimber that high-tension
intellect of yours and see what you can pick up. Remember, I shall
expect results from you, young man. When can you start for Cleveland?
To-night, eh? Good! And just note this: It isn't merely the Corrugated
Trust you are representing: it's Uncle Sam and the Allies generally. And
if anything shoddy is being passed, you hunt it out. Understand?"

Yep. I did. And I'll admit I was some thrilled with the idea. But I felt
like a Boy Scout being sent to round up a gang of gunfighters. I skips
home, though, packs my bag, and climbs aboard the night express.

When I'd finally located the Wonder works, and had my credentials read
by everyone, from the rookie sentry at the gate to the Assistant General
Manager, and they was convinced I'd come direct from Old Hickory Ellins,
they starts passin' out the smooth stuff. Oh, yes! Certainly! Anything
special I wished to see?

"Thanks," says I. "I'll go right through."

"But we have four acres of shops, you know," suggests the A. G. M.,
smilin' indulgent.

"Maybe I can do an acre a day," says I. "I got lots of time."

"That's the spirit," says he, clap