The morning call., 1894-12-07
WAS ON HER TRAIL
WALTERS PAY FOR THE DANCE.

For just few fieeting moments yester-
day morning Nine. Paulina Papa1aki was
held in view by an emissary of the housed,
the outraged, the despeiring cooks and
walters she had left behind. 1t was only
for a Jew moments, however; no more.
Then Paulina vanished out of sight al
most as completely as If the earth had
swallowed her up. Her present abiding
place, however, is still mystery.
There is some satisfaction, nevertheless.
In the discovery that the guIleful woman
is yet in the city, and the cooks, the wait
ers and the confiding creditors have still
hopes that she may be made to disgorge
some of the shining sheckels she gathered
in TO the payment of their just demands.
Anatole Angelo is the eagle-eyed sleuth
who so quickly foregathered on the trail
of the perfidious Paulina. All of Tuesday
aud Wednesday he was busy putting two
and two together, and early yesterday
morning had made up his mind that the
woman was still in the city. Forth he
hied himself in the driZzle to the vicinity
of Broadway and Powell street, peelng
both eyes as experienced chefs do onions.
anu DIOppGu dEdlDSt a h1CpAbS PlOpalOO
himself for what the day might bring
forth.
Seven o'clock came; s, still no Nine.
Papadaki. The sun peeped slyly through
the fog, the drizzle ceased. children played
unheeded at the feet of AnatOle, and the
noisy cable-car passed by unweened Of.
He cared for. hoped for. wished for moth
ing but sight of Paulina; his eyes roved
only for her. To all else he was insensi-
bic.
Nine o'clock struck and still she came
not. Slowly the minute hand passed over
tie dial Of the clock on the front of the
nearest wer-house-beyord the quarter,
the half, the three-quarters. it jJurneyed
She was not in sight. Anatole was in de-
spair.
Me pauvre Cephalonian, be wept, for
Anatole is from CephaIonia; Yet dem
woman he neyair show oop!"
But Auatole was mistaken. Hardly had
the words escaped his lbs ere the generous
personality of Nine. Papadaki whisked
around the nearest corner. right under his
nose Face to face they came, almost be-
fore either knew, and each started hack
simultaneously. Embarrassed greetings
followed, each sparring for an opening,
the woman finally breaking the awkward
ness by inviting Anatole to breakfast with
her.
And to breakfast they went. During the
progress of the meal Nine. Papadaki
opened all her old-time batteries upon
Anatole, but she soon discovered that they
failed to work effectively. Anatole's eye
teeth had been cut ana he knew the optics
of his outraged fellow-woTkerS were upon
him. He demanded of Nine. Papsdaki
that she pay him his due. With tears in
her eyes the lady who had so cruelty
watered the Tobasco sauce exclaimed that
she was in dire poverty; that she was at
that moment on the lookout for place to
work, and that Papadak had flown, she
knew not where. She had not thing left
and if Anatole would go with her she
would show him the poor apartments in
which she had been compelled to hide her
diminished head. Would Auatole accom-
pany her?
Anatole would-certainement. And they
started together. First she took him to
Broadway and Stockton street, where, she
said, her rooms were located. Suddenly
she remembered she had moved from
there. Her domicile was Pacific and
Powell streets. When they reached the
Intersection of these two tn oroughfares
she discovered she had made another mis-
take. She was so sorry, she explained.
but it was at Broadway ana Powell street
she lived. They proceeded there. Would
Anatole wait a second time until she
looked inside? Certainement, he would,
and she entered.
That was the last Anatole saw of the
perfdions Paulina. He waited two hours
and she came not. Then he entered the
hallway, through which she had passed,
and ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS that she moi
only did not live in the house, but that she
might have made an easy escape through
When Anatole returned to the Sparta
and told the story of his morning:
thoughtlessuess to the assembled outraged
a howl went up that nearly raised the
roof. August, Hippolyte, Hyacinth
jacques, all of them surrounded him
wildly gesticulating, loudly vociferatinG
their individual opinions of any man whC
would let himself be fooled the second
time by such a woman as madame. They
didn't mob him, but they felt like doins
SO. And poor Auatole had to bear the
brunt of all without a word. He felt tina
he had been remiss. but knew in his hear
that he suffered al much as the others.
Sat voomaD," he said, alphabetically
ices all sings to all men. l say to hal
Won day. Madame say l. air you vor
erik p No. she say. mon pere he va
cantor in synagogue in Buda- Pesth, ma
mere vas a Turkey. l am pianist Va
you tink, hey? But We he'd vera nice
time here in da restaurant"
And Anatole went on to explain what ;
risky dancer the madame was how, in thu
afternoons when business was dull and sht
had absorbed all the absintbe and cogna
sae cared for. she would dance can-can
aud hula hulas with the astonished wait
ers as an audience.
"She learn him in Honolulu" explained
Anatnle, speaking Of the hula hula dance
land she kicka and squirma lika blaZes
Varra fine free show. but she make us pa,
now"
Anxious creditors haunted the Sparta al