"Alone sat a man at a table by a window in the Dickens Room of the Tip Top Inn, Chicago. He has finished his dinner and was apparently waiting his black coffee to be served. Two men entered and were shown to a table near by. Presently one of them glanced at the man by the window. 'See that man over there?' he whispered to his companion. 'Yes, ' said the latter, looking disinterestedly in the direction indicated. 'Well, that is Obvious Adams.' 'Is that so?' And he almost turned in his chair this time to get a good look at the most-talked-of man in the advertising business. 'Ordinary-looking man, isn't he?'"-So begins Robert R. Updegraff's "Obvious Adams,"