The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1900-04-08

| Gents all right a-heel and toeing,
Swing EN-: kiss EN-. if you kin.
/ On 20 next and keep a-goin'
Til yer nit yer pards ag in.
Gents to center: ladies round EN-!
Form a basket; balance all,
/ Whirl yer ga. to where you found en-!
Promenade around the nall'
/ Balance 10 yer pards and trot EN-
Round the circle double quick!
J Grab and kiss EN- while you've got EN-
Hold EN- to it If they kick!
I Ladies. left hand to your sonnies!
Alaman, Grand right and left
! Balance all an swing yer honeys-
Pick en- up and feel their heft.
/ Promenade like skeery cattle
Balance ALL an swing yer honeys-
! Shake yer spurs an make 'em rattle!
! Keno Promenade TO seats.
Here. as at the other resorts. roughly
( iressed men are reaching over the tables
! place their money. A young woman in
| / neat tailor-made gown strolls about.
uodGing and calling men by their first
names She plays roulette for little
while and then strolls out She appears
not quite fl here. Spite of the cold,
mechanical smile that plays about her
once pretty mouth, her eyes are still beau
iful; deep dark and almost bewitching.
But lEdt llSnl must IAN SOOal. SiiG IL
burning her candle rapidly.
If the prompter could be suppressed,an
blue-eyed brainless woman who
screams occasionally would go TO sleep
his camp. away up here in the shadow
f the North Pole, would be as quiet as
Jerusalem and almost as safe for man
Of woman to walk about in.
\ young man is dancing with young
woman in a long skirt. They appear to
be perfectly happy. They are to be mar
ried-after the ball, and they are going
outside"
A spare man. with wide blue eyes and
pale hair. is leaning on the end of the bar
reading a poem TO some friends
Romance of sadness.
When the poet had gone out cultivated
the barkeeper, who had woman's diary
in his vest pocket and her story by heart
This is the story of the woman:
They were married at Montreal under
he rose. 1t rained flowers that day. The
streets were crowded with carriages. 1t
lad been a case of love on sight with both
of them, but they quarreled, as the best
of lovers will. and he went away to the
Klondike. She tried heroically to live with
out him, but she was a woman who could
not live without love. SO she followed
him. He took the Edmonton trail. She
Went in over White Pass and passed him
On the way When she had been ten days
in Dawson she wrote in her diary: Had
one meal to-day, $50; got ten cents left
Three days later she wrote:
I'm hungry. Saw a man pay SIT to-
day for a head of lettuce that grew in a
tomato can"
The next day:
Il feel now that you have forsaken me.
Six months-there is no trial as long as
that Well, I'm going to work tonight.
The manager of the theater has just left
s.1-a Ia h I'm n al
then l am going to work in his theater-
TO rustic the boxes he told me. l pre-
sumo I am 10 take the coupons and show
the people to the proper seats. But f1rst
we are TO dine at s o clock. l think he said
Mon dieu. three hours more, and | have
tasted three days. Two hours of the long,
long night have passed. The candles are
burning in the tents and cabins outside
the snow is falling softly, silently. l saw
them lay a young woman 10 sleep in the
snow to-day, and l envied her. 1t was
weird sight 10 see the people all muffied
up like Esquimaux, and the mute, un-
complaining huskes hauling the black
coffin across the white field.
Far up che mouth of the Troanduick
I hear a malimute mourning his master 3
absence. l wonder why dogs always howl
after a funeral. God was ever a land so
lonely, so utterly lost in the darkness
Even the winds go by on tiptoe! If they
whisper they say 'HuSnE MOI a SOund
comes to me save the harsh, imperative
mush,' 'mushv of the drivers and the
mournful cry of the hungry dogs. All!
my poor little candle is going out. I must
dress for dinner now without a light. 1t
Is still showing. 1t showed on our we'd
ding day. you remember mon chere. And
you spent 81 500 for flowers. Good night"
That was all she ever wrote in her
diary But the barman. who had been her
friend, who had loved her without know
ing her past-almost without knowing her
told us that she had been very unhappy
in Dawson One night they missed her
at the theater. The next night she failed
to show up, and on the day following he
managers called at her room. That after
noon he seut a doctor up and two days
later an undertaken.
And this man with the wide blue eyes
and pale hair had been her husband. She
had been dead a year when he came to
camp. Now l understood the meaning of
| that melancholy chorus to his sad song: