The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1901-02-06

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ANlH door and ten feet vide. swing
cJMkS ing double monster. with great
80 rivet heads protruding. Where
the brass hand has hung these years
looking limp. knocking the paint on the
metal plate. There also little Ines goes TO
and fro. Ines admired that heavy knock
er. and used to stand ana knock By the
hour delightedly The patio was grand
and gloomy. with an ancient fountain
and vines dropping from hundred trees.
The peace that sleeps IN Oaxaca was
deepest here. The corridor vas wide,
shadowed. bounded by an interminabie
row Of pillars. an white and three feet
thick
Orphan. Orphant' taunted D1nno.
demonlike neighbor boy. who was run
ming after the water mans burro, az
Ines stood and knocked ard knocked, for
fun, IN the morning sunlight.
I'm not an orphan. Ny papa Is oniy
deadi" shrieked she. stamping her foot,
imagining that orphan Was something
else much worse.
She flushed in hot temper. She went
into the corridor running She diyed
through three long. DARK. drape1 rooms,
She found her young mother. weeping az
she had wept these long years, in her
bedroom. Am / an orphan2" shrieked
Ines. and threw herself all tousled and
pink. on the bed and kicked.
Her mother. sweet slender, dark-eyeo,
turned tnward her a face like that of
Mary Of Sorrows She put her hand on
her breast and sighed. She made no an
swer.
Il want some dulee." cried the wlllful
and bad Ines. leaving the matter of the
orphan.
No Little ines--darling darling Ines.
I'm mott I'm hungnf'
lines, you are all ] have be good TO
me; be good 20 mother, Ines"
Il WON'T I want that duice-that Jam
which the cook made out or yellow haws
and sweet potatoesr'
Her mother, scarcely more than a girl
threw herself IN passion upon the child.
and hugged her.
1T made you sick beforet' she cried
the child's head rubbing against her
slender, fair neck.
This was too much for Ines She was
called an orphan. She was denied dulce.
She jumped up and ran out. fieriiy. deter
mined to break things And her mother
1 sank 20 the pcd DeuluQ neI
I'm buy jam In the market" swore
Ines to herself. nlpplng her short pink
dress here and there.
She came to the big front door She
suddenly remembered she had no money.
Delhno flew by again You're an or
plan! You're poorf gloated he, indell-
cateiy.
This drove her Immediately into crime.
The hanging hand glittered there before
her IN the morning light. These vast
knockers are fashioned into many shapes
This brass ones fingers were delicate
long. dead looking. They had ever fasci
mated her. II suddenly occurred to her
that the hand was gold. She knew moth
Ing OF the falseness OF brass. OF course
Il was gold-ail yellow shiny things are
gold.
Her eyes flashed. She ran down the
street and stole a hammer and a chiseI
from a carpenter who was drinking pull
cue at cart in front OF his shop The
shop was called Laughter" the car
penter was lean His tools whisked out
behind him. as whisked her pink dress
and two wicked little legs
For an hour Ines tugged. hammered
fumed at the hanging hand. Tremendou.
was the task Her black eyes flashed
Her black hair few wild. Vicious wer'
her little lips. The knocker finally cams
on: the hand fell dead in her own sh,
had the gold.
So she leaped away into a reckless
crime-iaden future toward the plaza, ieav.
ing that bad mamma buried back there
She wound through narrow and twisting
streets. She came to the big double park
the city's dream center. The time-stainee
cathedral gave forth lazy hours with
medieval chimes. A iethargy-llke IN,
moved to and fro under the trees be
meath the Southern sIn. Candy mei
cried their wares. fountains tinkied Tn.
der the portals deep shade walked
stately priest IN black.
She haltei at dtor over " which IN.
word "Empeno' was printed. II was
pawn shop. and, bare HEADED, flushed
determined, she plunged tn. She did no
want q pawn ticket. She sold the hang
ing hand outright for 10 cents.
An hour later the dropping mother
brushing her sorrow wesrily from he
eyes. stepped into her patio ard sat iowi
under a bouganciiea vine. which poure,
its cataract OF puul le over a fountain
Little Inez, her mouth suepiciousi,
smeared. snelked here and there amonl
the nhrubbery and wiped her hands ol
her skirt. eyeing her mother euillily sr'
swallowing.
lines. come" cried her mother her fac
dreamy: Il must tell you-Oh. my littl'
one-I must tell you at last more abou
your father"
Ines, wsde-eyed half forgetting the vel
w-haw-and-sweetpotato jam which hiie'
her. crept up She sat down and curle'
her body. kitteniike. against her mother
the iatter's arm encircling her.
"Ycur father wac good. Your fathe
was the noblest man IN an the earth"
Inos swallowed scme hnai remranr
down under the arm.
your fathcr-ohl Inesi Ines,-l va
jealous oncei" She wept. On Ines fai
cheek where the Jam smeared a tear fell
II made him wretchedl" cried the moth
er. We've did rot live together hap
piiy. Inef-we-ohi it was all my fault
/ stin love himl'
She could say no more. Ines lay wit
her head on the slender mothers lap med
itating The long hour gone by. il seenie