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Show WHAT TROUBLED HIS SLEEP Opium Fumes Entered a Man's Win-' Win-' dow Police Quick to Act on , Hl Complaint The neighbors of a tall, sunburned, nan who wears a whtto suit are due to receive a visit from tho pollco departs merit, says tho Kansas City Star. The man Is a foreman In tho street-cleaning street-cleaning dopartmont. Ho rushed Into thoWalnut Btrpct pollco station In a rage. Bergt. J.. J. O'Hourko didn't have tjme to question htm. Ho stormed up and down before the book lhgiclerk'a dcBk, talking Incoherently) for a few minutes.- . "It's pretty hot out my way," ho finally exploded; "and I got to sleep, with my windows open. But I ain't got no real sleep for a month. I smell some funny smelling stuff every night coming In tho window. And, whea I got up In tho morning I gqtj a headacho, and so has tho wife and, the kids. This morning I couldn't! think when I got up, and I was two hour Into to work. I don't know what! It i. but I think somebody is put-j ting a hoodoo on me and my folks." Sergeant O'Rourke smiled mysterli ously. Ho went into the property room' and returned with a small box. "Smell this," he invited. The tall naa did so and let out a whoop. "That's It," he yolled. In the boxf was an opium smoker's outfit. The police sergeant had surmised what annoyed tho man, and a whiff of' an outfit netted in a former raid clinched tho guess. |