New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1898-02-20

his corner But at last they picked out raw
boned hard faced canny Scotchman, named
Angus McAllister; an they put up prayer, an
sent I'm into action. Boots!
Chorus-Spurs!
Stumpit-Angus was posted at IL, midnight,
an there was the Colonel an the Rajah. with
their eyes glued to a brace O keyholes; an
there was Angus pradin' up an down. an never
a move out Of the enemy till the ghurry struck
the half-hour. Boots!
Chorus-Spurs!
Stumpit-Soon az the ghurry struck the half
bcur the curtains opens, an out comes a Serum
shus Gel,
Directly old Strapper sees 'er. is eyes strikes
a light. an the clock Of is art goes backward.
Directly Angus sees 'er, e opens Is big mouth,
same as IL ed been for Doctors inspection.
She-was-the- most-scrumshus gel as ever
fell in love with lookin' glass. Boots,
Chorus-Spurs!
Stumpt-She ad an ed Of air like mermaid;
long. an black an curly. She 'ad flesh like
straw berries an cream, eyes like flashlights Il
figure like a hangel an a mouth like cut
cherry
There more live woman in 'er than ever
old Tommy Strapper saw on one pair O. feet,
In a hot-'ouse on a stem
She dressed in loose sort of-what's his
name. made O goold cloth. you thought you
could see through, though you wasn't sartin. an
round 'er waist she a belt O. silver chain
with diamond clasp. Boots.
Chorus-Yum. YUM
Stumpit-So Angus stood to attention, an
stared as if ed been struck so, an the gel
al eff IN bar IN
the port" an looked at i'm under 'er be-weyti-
full black eyebrows; an sighed.
Angus told after as she did ii as if 'er eye
brows 'ad been bows an 'er eyes the arrers. an
she'd been takin' aim to shoot I'm. Anyhow she
did shoot i'm She shot i'm dead at the first
fire. an she knowed it.
She stood still long enough to let the sigh
melt away-as a sportsman does the smoke of
she'd been steppin' to slow waltz an 'er
splendiferous eyes on Scotty's face. an Ter
whole self seemin' to shine an ripple all over.
a grayn does swimmin' slow up stream
an at last she halts right opposite to him
where e stood like a moonstruck lascar an
there she stops with her arm 'angin' down. an
er long eyelashes a-yn on 'er cheeks like black
silk fringe a peach; an 'er breast heaves
deep water when the seas calm. an she gives
another sigh. An gus said one o them signs an a
slice O. brown bread would fed soldier for
a day.
Well the Rajah says soft. to the Colonel: "I
let you a thousand rupees she dsarms him
afore the ghurry strikes one; but old Strapper
couldn't speak for the waterbrash
AS for poor Angus, e stood az stiff ana as
stoopid If ed been a wooden Scotchman out
side a nuff-shop. an the silence was that strong
you might a heerd the grass grow
Well, the scrumshus gel lifts 'er eyes up very
very slow, like the sun risn out Of a silver
lake. an clasps 'er 'ands under 'er dmpled
chin, an looks as if she a-goin' to say the
Doxoogy. but never speaks. An Angus he
gives a little short sigh; an old Strapper says
Damn,
Then the CELL took pace Of about six incnes
forrard an stood a-tiptoe with 'er little 'ands
clasped under 'er ear an 'er throat a-swellin'
an 'er breast aheavin'. an 'er eyes a-glowin an
a-sparklin an expandin' an contractin': an at
last she open 'er cherry ripe lips to speak
An there was old Strapper in blue funk
an Angus fixed with his mouth ajar an the
ole weight OF is body on the forepart Of lis
feet, If 'er words nd be butterflies an e
must stand by to catch EN-.
The Rajah e jumps sself be'ind lis keyhole
an the gel gives curly -wurly smile which
made Sco:ty feel as if a cold watch guard was
bein twiddled down is back. an she spoke in
voice sweet enough an wooin' enough TO charm
an oyster out Of is bed; an the words she said
was-Boots,
Ryan the Beauty-The curse o. Cromwell on
yes, Pater; go on wild Yer business.
Stumpit-An the words she says was oh
you pretty soderr
An at that Angus looked as silly as Dutch