The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1875-12-01
THAwED ICE
By COL. A. .. BArLIE.
"pm tired now and sleepy too,
= f,n,.. a ,,x.t N, a In, nav litfla had ~

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I'd stand you ON your little head-yeu
good-for- nothing. curly-haired son of q
seascook, you'll Two o'cloek in the morn
ing. packing not halfdone, and your pre-
cious wife with her back broke en-
tifelyp
Thus groaped or grunted poor, sleepy,
tired, little Henrietta Moore nee Henri
eta Milesl professionally known as
Mile. Millestnroli, late a ballet girl OF
the ----- Theater.
But little over seventeen years of age,
slight but perfect in form, with pure,
fresh complexion, blooming cheeks, clear
blue eyes. and movements OF free, undu-
latipg grace and flowing ease, with ir-
regular features and changeful express
sion, which would have driven photog-
rapher to despair, she was as sprightly a
| bit of beauty as ever gladdened the eyes
OF those who loved 70 look upon good,
true, healthy lace.
The room in which she waited for her
| husband was by nc means tidy. Two
halt.packed trunks stood open upon the
| floor, and head dresses and coats, shirts
and skirts, lay scattered in confusion.
William Moore, just OF age, rather in-
clined to be tast, good looking, soft 0l
head and heart, until lately book
keeper in a commission house, had, a
/ week before, married this child of the
theater Tor love. Thereby he had pleased
himself, gained his idol. and lost the
friendship of his highly respectable rela-
lives and his situation. For the Latter
he cared but little.
| The young couple were to start on the
morrow, In the noon-day train, tor Chi
cayo. where William was to invest
twenty live hundred of the three thou
sand dollars just paid into bank, sub
| iect to his order (his portion OF his
Ilather's estate), With an established
firm. in the house OF which he was also
to tiii the position of boek-keeper.
He had gone out early in the evening
to have a farewell supper with some
friends. 1t was now two O'clock A. NJ,
and he had not yet returned.
Henny (she was always called Henny
gaped again, and then, seizing pretty,
little, gray travelling bonnet, just new,
from the bed, she went through for the
twentieth time with the ''trying-on"
process.
Sne heard the front door shut with a
bang, and listened. The step on the
!. stairs was slow and dragging.
~Taint Willie," she sighed, and turned
again to The mirror.
The door oil the room was thrown open.
"Why, WillW
1t was her husband. He entered the
room in silence his dress disordered,
, his face pale and his hands trembling.
He sank iuto chair and looked at Aei
J i'm despairing sadness. He had been
/ drinking-that was eyidenb, but he was
nearly sober now. His wife hrst spoke
"Wul, you're real mean TO go and leave
me al night by myself, and 20 get tight
e and all the packing TO do vet. LIS down
, right shabby OF you, so it Isl
: '"All rIgnt, Henny-pltch into me; e
, ahead. But you needn't pack any more
| We can't go."
"Needn't pack any morel can't go
t she echoed with surprise. Why not?"
nnCause I'm dead broke, busted, los
> every rap. There now, it's outi' he said
!. dashing his had OH the floor.
s She turned on him iefceiy.
.sWilliam Moore, do you mean to tel
n me that you've been and been--oh
Wlllie!' and look finished the ques
: ton.
II "pitch into me, Henny-2itch imp h'
4 groaned. II starred 1or only one game
i and kept on and ON, and now it's al
n gone, every lap!' and poor, weak Sin
e der, the tears began to till his eyes.
i "Will Moore, you're "a" commenced
v the wife, but, looking at him, the big
( good looking boy OF husband that sh
q loved 50 well, the harsh words died up0i
v her lips, and she Went and sat on hi
|. knee, and cuddled him. saying:
Il .suh, Willie, Pm SO sorry. 1 mad hope,
8 80 much, and now it's all oyer;" and she
gave deep, sob5ing sigh. us it al
=, gone. Willle? Who was it?" sue asket
n aftera time.
~ "Cieaned out, every cent," he an
g swered. 'Atter supper, I'D been drink
y ing some, not mucu. Henny. Chick Law
J. ton proposed game, and-and didn'
i think Of what Pd promised you; and
,, didmt lose mucn. I'd have won ever
>, cent back, sure, only old ID. d. came in
~ and he nopped in aud took hand; an
r. now he's got my checks Tor every cen
"A we have in The world. On, Henlyl
~ don't care for myself; IT'S you LIN tnlni
~ ing OF, and that nearly drives ne crazy.
y SYou ought to have thought OF me VI
~ fore it was TOO late, Wiiiie."
10 ~ know, Henry, but 1t was only
10 little game, just TO pass time, betwee
~ ~ me ANA Chick. Chick wouldn't hav
10 taken every cent from me, like old ID. u
-, lnspecialy as he saw l was tignt. Chick
II. a good fellow, everybody says SO; bl
,1 old ID. d. has no more heart than q
D. oyster" ,
to me; YOU make ms nadr sad the Ii
tie woman, sharply. "Chick Lawtd
r has no more uediI WAN - uuOpshit
IL / know more about Chick Lawton tha
It. YOU do, viii. We girls IN the professic
uimt no fats. LaWtOn's deau-beat al
4, A THE. I THAT'S what he is. But didu
'n' think Mir. Dodge would have done it.
Thought better Of him."
Of "ne's got no heart, Henny, d.
M hasn't. YOU ask Chick II he has" gr0an,
IL. Will.
10 "Oh, bother Chicksi wouldn't spei
10. TO the bloke, with MS eyes and his grin
~ Mr. Dodge eau treat one like q lad
" even il she is, or has been, a poor ball
nc girl, and that's more than your Chic
In chicken-hearted Lawton can do," q
swered the wife.
od And then tor long time they we
ou silent. Finally the brave; seit-relia
~ child-wife SAID TO her boy-husband:
,e. "Look here, Billy, 'tain't no use cryi
~ over split milk. Will you promise II
+or Willie, once more, never to drink agai
wa or play another eardp
;s- stHenny, dear.D he answered like a
,n- pentant school boy, "if you'll only Il
'A' give me this time, I'll never drink,
II. play another card again, so help !
ts Godp
30 sGood boy--kiss the book;' and q
90 held up her rich red lips.
F" "And now. Will" sue continued, :"