The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1900-04-20


one or rnat pair wouIu swear MS moth.
cr was Il cigar store Indian, so YOU sec
what beautiful alibi they let that
duck Off on. Oh. | tell you this is q
great town for some folks. especially /
them that las the price and pays their
way"
''Thcn you do not believe that Mora
was .hcre?'
"Oh. don't go as far rs to say what
l believe. Pm an unbeicver. am. All
/ say Is II amt proved that he was
here. He might have been, you know,
under some other name, only If he was
them fellows told the truth for once in
their lives, and that wo, id be queer,
the both of them honest same day.
That would be funny" He chuckled
till his fat form shock like q bag OF
jelly.
"Still. as you say," pursued Mr..
Mitchell, "it is possible. after all, that
lie was hcre!'
lob, yes, it's possible! Anythings
possible. Today might be Tuesday.
only it amt"
still, Oh the chance that, as you
suggest, he has visited this hall and is
known to you under another name, l
should like to have an opportunity of
seeing him here. He claims that he
comes here to study the condition of
the poor, but think it more probable
that If he comes at all there is some
other attraction"
'1n petticoats, ehT said the bar
Keeper, with 4 lauch. Say, you aln't
no fool yourself. Are you q detect.
ivc?"
He asked this last question so sud.
| denly and looked at Mr.. Mitchell so at.
| tcntiveiy while trying to seem busy
| polishing glass that Mr.. Mitchell in.
st2nty decided tlat It would be wise
to d!Sabusc Ills mind of that idea If he
| hoped TO retain Ills friunIl; aid. There
| fore lie said without moments hest.
| tation:
| 'Oh, no. l am q reporter"
Then you're welcome any time, and
I'm at your service" \ certain bright.
cninS Up Of tie :nA"'s c0"ltcnancc rs.
sured Mr.. Mitchell that his answer had
been wise one. The follow continued
Say. yOu'vc get that Mura chap dead
to rights. If he comes down here, he
don't give his own name. ana YOU can
bet on that, and lie amt visiting this
ncighborhood for tie good of the
nc!ghbo"S. There's n girl in 1t, or my
name amt what It is. Say, I'll tell
you what! The dancing school opens
Saturday night with a swarry. You
be down, and I'll do what can to tell
you who's who"
MI Mitchell thanked him for his
Offer ana, tossing him a dollar in pay.
mc2t for his drink, badc him keep the
change, which he did, passing the sill
yer coins to his pocket with the dcN-
| tcrity of an.cypcrt. Turning to i"nNo
! o., ,J,cc Mr.. Mitchell was attracted
ny :, picture tackled to the wall II was
crude lithograph in Garish colois
and represented the face of Il rather
pretty girl. but what most interested
him was the fact that in the picture
the girl wore IL single blossom of lily
Fl the valley as headdress, while
printed below were the words, Miss
Lillian Vale. The Lily of the Valley"
"Who is this SirlT" asked Mr.. Mitch
ell, turning again 10 the bar and point
Ing at the lithograph.
Say, she's n peach, she is, the best
! in the buslness!" The barkeeper low
cred his voice to n confidential whis-
per. I'm stuck on the Lily myself. but
there are others, and | guess amt in
| ii. lie shrugged his shoulders as
though expressing. resignation at the
thought of living without her. Shes
n serlo comic and does turns in the
halls on the Bowcry. But she's too
! good for that sort, cause she's got a
voice like bird. She ought to be on
| RrnnlW-oy Shn nnuht ct,
| right 'longside of Lillian Russell, and it
would be toss up which Lillian got
the applause. I tell you she's won
der"
do you know where she Is singing
Mt prescnt:'
"Well, it's summer now, you know,
and as she aint got called to the roof
gardens up town yet | guess she's out
! of work. In fact come to think of 1t,
| It's long time since shes sung any
| place See the date on that bill? It's
| over year old. Fanny never thought
Of that before" He seemed quite tax
ell aback and lost in thought for few
moments.
do you know her personality" Mr..
| Mitchell asked. This aroused him at
once.
do /? Well I guess! ManS's the
turn I've had with her In the maZy
w"!tz up stairs"
Then she comes here sometmcs?"
"Oh, yes! Shes around pretty rcgu-
lar. She'll be at the opening swarry
sure. You lie here. and. I'll give you a
knockdown."
Considering her name and remcm.
bering the emblem worked on thc Da-
by's slip. Mr.. Mitchell promised him
self much interest in meeting the
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