St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1892-11-13
There Is Tragedy in 1t, but
Not Much Of a
Moral.
At Least jim Doesn't Lay
Much Stress on the p
Moral. 50 hi<
He Knows, However, That He
Didn't Behave Right to
Ida.
If He Had, He Wouldn't Have
Done That Long
Bit.

New York World. 10
You haven't forgotten how to ham
die the yen -hok, Jim," said Frank to
the Kid. as he watched the cook deftly
''chy' the pill above the tiny flame of
the opium lamp. by the way. how
did they ever nail You? / never got the
rights of that story. | was out in Den
yer and nearly dropped dead when
Jimmy Harmon wrote me you'd gone
away for fourteen years. There was
woman in it, wasn't there?"
Yes" said jim, 81 owly. as he passed
over the pipe, there was woman in
it. But she wasn't as much to blame as
my own pigheadedness. If I'd treated
her right I'd neve done that long Bit"
That's right" said Jennie, as she
playfully pulled the Kids ear Some
people want to put the blame of every
thing OH the women"
And they call the turn nine times
out of ten," retorted the Kid. "But
let's hear the story, Jim. Nobody seems
to have it quite straight. | know you
went away wrong on some job or Pete
Reagan's, but where did the woman
come in on the game?"
WELL" said jim, Its all of ten years
ago now. | was working for Barney
Mcguire at the time. and tell you they
were great old times. There's as much
ness then and the game going on
now as there is between night and
day. We were in basement on Sixth
street, near Second avenue, and we'd
run as high as ten suckers day. 1t
was great grating, and the gang was
in clover. Mcguire was making so
much money he didn't know what to
do with it. We were all up against the
dope, and it was a great crowd that
smoked at 4, II and II Mott street In
those days. Almost any night you'd
see Barney Mcguire, Frank Mcguire,
his cousin; big George Butler, Tony
Martin, George Morton, %Jimmie Han
non, Tommy Wilson, California Frank,
California Jack. Dick Cronin, Billy
Ferguson. FitZ the Kid, Pretty Pinkie'
and lots of other good people.
Actors and actresses came down to
Mott street then to go against the pipe,
for there were no uptown joints. One
night young CIR, who played a small
part in Stevens "Unknown" came
white skin, reddish hair and big blue
eyes. we cottoned to each other at
once, and when the company went out
Oh the road she wasn't with it. We got
along splendidly for awhile. She got
hitting the pipe heavily never see a
woman, or man either, for that matter,
take to the dope the way she did. She
was at it day and night. She'd be down
in Sings, at II Mott street, every after
noon. I'd meet her there at night, and
we'd never go home till daylight. II
After some time noticed that when
ever I'd get to Sings I'd find lda-that
was her name smoking with Georgia
Apo. You know him, don't you,
Chinese half-breed. son of Quimbo
Apo, the Chinese murderer there was
so much fuss over some fifteen years
ago? Well, George was petty-larceny
CRATER and Ihad no use for him. i
didn't like him to be smoking with Ida,
but didn't think he was enough account
to fuss about. But pretty soon the gang
got kidding me on the steady company
Ida was keeping. / didn't believe Ida
would do me dirt, especially with a
Chink, but the joIlying got me off, and
one morning when we got home | said
to Ida:
"'George Apo is no friend of NINE
Ida, and I'd sooner you'd smoke with
any of the other boys when Pm not
around
"Well, like all red-headed girls, she
had devil of temper, and she just
replied out:
"'But prefer to smoke with him.
81 was only kid in those days and
knew nothing about women or handling
them, and her answer just set me wild.
SO said:
'''Let me catch you smoking with
that Chink again and Pll smash that
baby-face of yours and have nothing
more to do with YOU
"She turned around with proud look
she could always put OH, and said: y on
may do as you please about having any
thing to do with me. but don't ever lay
hand on me or you'll regret it,
Just let me see you laying On the
same bunk with him again. was all |
answered.
George Butler and | had to meet
sucker in Philadelphia that day. and it
was late the following morning when
got to the joint. Ida had gone home. l
smoked a few pills and then asked
Tommy Wilson:
"'Who was Ida smoking with last
night?'
"'She and George Apo had lay
out between them, he answered.
1.-The gang kept kidding her that
you were pinched and she went home
early
Il never said word. but got my fill
of dope and then went to the fiat. Ida
had just undressed, and as she opened
the door for me she threw her arms
around me and said:
. oh, jim, where have you been?
The boys wouldn't tell me and I'ye been
awful anxious
Il pushed her away and asked:
what did tell you about smoking with
that chink?'
''She put on that proud look of hers
again, and said something about her
right to smoke with anybody she liked
as long as they treated her right. Well,
it was the first time | ever struck a
woman, but she set me crazy, and, get
ting hold of her long hair. L pounded
her face until she was sight. Then l
let her sink to the floor, gave her few
kicks for good measure, and said: Get
your traps out of here, you Chinese -.
In done with YOU
''She just lay on the floor with the
blood flowing over her nghtgown and
the carpet, and kept moaning: son,
jim and | loved you SO much. Oh,
Jim!' o :
Il lett her laying there and went to
bed. When | got up i'll the afternoon
she was gone. l went to the damper to
see if she had taken the roll, but there
wasn't cent gone. | felt sorry for
what I'd done and would have given
good many dollars to undo it. | had just
got dressed when there came knock at
the door. There she is now,' | said to-
myself. | opened the dooI and my lady,
with three central Office people. came3in.
She raised her veil-you should have