Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-10-14

We ain't got no gin. We're lost our Ii ccnse," l answered.
 "Thats a good sign" said DriGo in low tone. nudSinG TAraS.
 What do you people drink here" Tara> asked.
 "PouGelo-four half Gru'Ily."
 They decided to have some -four half ' and while was drawing it Tar;s said:
 Gan we have room here for few days"
 Faint likely None of the rooms ain't furnished, ocptin the parlor, and the hloke sleeps in that"
 Where is the blokc:"
 'Gurncd out
 When will he be in:"
 Don't know. PreapS five minutes, pre- apS not aforr >huttin mp time"
 All that know now has been acquired since that time. Then l spoke like say age and WAS little better than a savage in any way, having lived from my earliest days friendlrsS and utterly neglected.
 Taras and DriSo spoke together in a tongue unknown to me, and that gave me an opportunity of looking at them more closely. Taras was about 32 then. and as l have said fine, large man. There were resolution and strength in his chin and nose, but great kindness in his mouth and clear. deep blue eyes. l could see then that heNvas 10 bc loved and feared as we'll Not so DriSo. There was nothing To love in his face His deep sunk black eyes were crafty; his mouth was brutal; his mus tache was clipped, and briStling out added to the fcrociIy of the lower part of his face. Two front teeth were missing. and the rest were black. His face was deeply marked by the smallpox. That type of man was not unknown tu me
 Il suppose We may wait here till thc--tht bloi>c rrturn>>' Tara- said.
 You ken if you like
 Is he your athtr'" asked DriGu, seating himself on the bench facins the har.
 Ne"
 Your husband"
 ''No.''
 What them
 'WLat' t's that to you: l replied.
 What is il 10 any one 1 asked myself =- l made my way through the bar parlor to my former place on the balcony. What LOrs II matter to any one whu am or what lam, \ homeless dog would lind more tgieuIs than I, drowning cat would get more liIy. What good am To any one: What aoud i> lie to nly:"
 Such thoughts as these were passing through my mind aS l lolled upon the sod den handrsil of the platform, looking out 1t the thick, dun water that sluCgiShly Y lapped the slimy shore. when feeling the presence of some one l turned my head and perceived Tar;ls standing near with a notebook and a pencil in his hands He had found his way out there by the pas sage and was amusing himself by Sketching me, leaning against the wall, with his pipe in his mouth. l thought he was taking me off, finding something in my face to ridicule like every one else, and l turned my hack on him. Not that I minded whether he made sport of me or not-I was to" accustomed to serve as the butt of coarse jest and heartltSs sarcasm to heed another shaft, more or less. even from one who >eemetl less brutal than the rest but had no desire to add to the amuse- ment of my natural enemies
 Do you mind standing as you stood just now" he asked
 "Garn aw'y," replied, turning on him spitefully. Who dye think y're a-gettin at? Dye think I don't know yer game, Dye think I'm going to stand for you tc make fun of me? I'm as ugly as sin and not so pleasant-there y'are. know what am."
 "Ugly!' he said, with an accent of aston
 Yes, ugly. Else why do they call m, the kippcr;'
 The kipper' That is the fish with warm reddish brown color the color of youl hair
 No, it ain't. They call me 'loldin sur rup' and 'treacle' when they re gettin a the color of my hair, and they call me kip per because I'm so skinny and flat The! can call me anything they likes to lay thei tongue to-I don't mind but I ain't goiI to be drawed and stuck up for all the lot t' laugh at-not me!'
 Just then heard the front door open and going into the bar met the bloke- Putty was his name-who had returned He was all right-quite sober-for a won ] der. l gave him the money had taken and nodding at Drigo said:
 These parties is a-waitin to sec you.''
 He had not yet noticed Drigo, who sat III In dark corner watching him as if to finC out what sort of a man they had to dea with Putty now examined him in tn, same way, and then turning to Taras. whS had entered from the passage, treated hin to a long stare
 We want to know if you can let us hay, | the use of a room for few nights" sait