Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1899-02-25

the gorgeous red plaid waist which Suse
wore, only to be tossed up again, to come
hack again. Color and sound and girl
| all seemed to be one dancing chanting lot.
My ole Miss, she promised me,
Dat when she died she'd set me free,'
! chanted Suse in a deep rich contralto;
then rising in tone and measure
80 hurry up niggers cant you see,
Dat it's time ter take up de breakdown?
she lived 50 long that she graw bald;
| tho't She never would die at all.
Den hurry up niggerS can't you see,
Dat it's time ter take up De break down?
Some folks come here fur ter dance an
be gay;
But de Gebi he stops dem on de way.
Den hurry up niggerS can't yer see
Dat it's time to take up de breakdown?
AS Suse progressed in her song she
grew more animated and her audience,
ready to be sympathetic, became very en-
thusiastic. When the chorus of the last
verse went floating up to the rafters there
were hand clippings with II; and Suses
heavy but Well-timed foot was beating
out each syllable with accuracy and
earnestness. Then she paused out of
breath, and stood smiling at the au-
dience as if defying any of the others TO
do as web.
Tree cheers fur Suse, &c Patti Of
Seventh Avenco,'' shouted one hoarse
voice. And the applause was speedily
rung off.
Now Suse give US something funny"
was the next demand.
Il don't know nothin' OATS new said
Suse, but III sing ID Masheer' fur yer,
if yer amt tired o hearin' IT,
NO, No! We amt tired of de masher,
Sing us about de maSner.'
An de gal dat beat him out!' exclaim-
ed some one.
An dc time he got his pretty mug
spoilt,'' cried another.
yes, Yes, Yes.' All came in such vol
leys Of applause that Suse yielded to the
encore and again taking her position
where the lights from the shaky lamps
fen upon her in such queer shadows, she
began as before, but a little more gaIIy.
DE masher he come up de street.
Swingin' his big dude cane.
Smilin' at eb'ry one he meet.
Swingin' his big dude cane
Suse paused and waited.
"Swingin his big dude cane
reared ont the audience with big smiles
upon the shining black countenances.
DC masher spled a cullud gal.
Lookin' at his big dude cane.
He kissed her and she slapped him well,
On de Hedd via ms DlS uutc tdlIc
On de head wild hrs big dude cane
yelled the audience now convulsed will
laughter, While Suse, wound up to t he
point Of singing, went on with the bold
deeds Of his bold, bad masher.
"WeI. How did you enjoy the dancing
and the fun?' asked the Rake as we got
out in the street once more.
Il enjoyed it as much as any one IN
Suse,s audience said /. But isn't it
against the law now to have places like
that Opeu2'
Yes and no. said the Rake who was
certainly proving himself an authority
on all Tendelloiu topics 1T would be
against the law If admission were
charged aud if they were noisy. But the
prnprIrtpr tells the police that these peo-
pie ere his friends; and the police let 1t
go on because they are never d~lsord2rly;
and if rh,y were put out they might cause
zeal trouble in other ways. That girl
Suse isn't going to sit by the fireslde ana
spin-like the girl n the nursery tale
"N0V where do we go?" l questioned
the Rake for it was getting almost past
the wee sma' hours; and not far off
waited the morning impatient to show
itself from behind the dark clouds.
shall we save an early breakfast at
the Tpnderloin re~staurant?" asked the
Rake. Tt is over on Sixth avenue"
agreed" said I.
Across 10Th street we skipped and
nI1Inp into the door of a nice looking
restaurant.
..Why. they are in full dress said I
drawing back.
ooh. come along,' said the Rake.
."Those are only soubrettes with their
stage waists and something slipped on
for skirts. Nobody would notice you II
you wore a gcssamer."
INTO the blaze of light we went, I,
staring and wondering, and the Rake
almost dragging me along. Let us sit
here" said he. These seats are not
taken are they, my dear?' said he adj