The semi-weekly messenger. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1897-1908, 1903-10-06

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And a can OF beer" chips in Muir
ply.
w seen dis poor child. and a bad
looking lad taking money from her
hand Mrs. Murphy gives him one look.
and den de back OF her hand across his
face. and he tumbles IL de gutter. When
d. police runs up, seeing dc crowd, de
man in De gutter says Murphy had as
sauIted him"
The cop was Kelly" says Mrs. Mu~-
ply. as me mOdder stops 10 wipe her
peeps, 1t was Kelly-MrS. KelIy's Dan
and I tell him I'd give de no-good
De back of me hand. and points TO de
poor shivering goil; and Kelly sees
what was doing" And I'll give you de
back Of my hand too. for good measure
says KeIl, and he sends him on his
FADDEN- TWO-TWO"TWO-T
way wit a mouse over his eye. Der
our modder and me fetches de poor
gOiI il here. and-Well. we'll, honest
folks ave little to complain, and less
to be proud of. Pity de poor says de
man what was preaching in de street.
as [ goes out to get some food for de
gOil, while your mOdder puts some de-
cent close on her. Pity de wicked"
says l."
Me nodded and Murphy are doing
SO well, wit all de laundry woik Miss
Fannie gets for ne, dat dey is getting
chesty, and is going to have two rooms
TO live in after dis month
But dat wasn't what 1 vas going to
tell you. When we gets to de Office
building, and I'd give de starter u
knock down to Duchess, she says, rs
il of a verify what my husband say,
dat it cost noting to go up in de as
censeur?"
we makes no charge Ma'am,' says
de starter, giving me de wink. But
dere is a lot of brokers and divoice
lawyers in de building, so l won
dat it don cost noting to go up in dis
building. But, Ma'am, If you and CHM
mic isn't looking for q divoice, and
hasn't a dead sure tip you're going to
play on stocks, why, it don't cost you a
cent. to go up, or down"
He gives US dc key TO de loo dat
let US u on de roof and We left de
elevator at it's last stop, and makes for
de roof.
Was you ever on de roof of one of
dose mile-highers? Say, dey is great;
dere was a little cottage-and not so
NSIG l4ll4S dl III TIC 4oOlp
whe de janitor and his wife and kid
dies lived; and de janitor's wife was
gossiping wit a neighbor on anodder
roof, and de Riddles was playing around
like dey was on de ground in DER own
ack yards, instead of up among de
clouds. In de corner was a painter
mug, painting a picture of what he seen,
and if he gets half of it in, it'll be a
wonder; only folks won't believe it; for
you is looking down on de Brooklyn
bridge. instead of rubbering 10 look UP
at it.
Duchess goes up and peeps at de pic
ture, toms her head with n ear down
and one up, squints her peppers, makes
a megiephone OF her hands and puts
it her eyes. and den, side steps, and
gives a look like if she didn't tax care
shed fall off de roof with excitement,
and Winks to me to catch on So I says
'P'chee!" and My, my" and Vow
and wondered Wedder l was to~knock de
picture. or press agent it. De arts tons
around and sees Duchess blinking like
de picture was so fine it nearly blinded
her: and me, catching on, says, can
you beat it? De finest ever,"
Den de arts says something in French
IL OA 49,
we was soon casing gaily-gaily; Ouch
ess explaining to me What he said: and
de foist ting I knowed de ting happen
ed dat Duchess was playing for de mug
asks US would we lunch with him..
He digs out of a satchel a bottle of
claret, some goO-gOO stuff dat Duchess
calls patty, and some cheese, and sand
witches, and in a minute We was lunch
ing and talking art to beat de band
up dere in de sky Duchess said tings
to de arts dat she told him I'd said,
till he asked was I a arts, too; so she
must done me fair; and when she says
[ was not an artist, only a lover OF art
like his-he passes her yer a little pic
ture of the big one he was doing, n
says would We accept it wit his COM
pliments-from what Duchess explains
TO me. for he could only talk her kind
of Dago.
Well. when we'd rode up and dow
in de elevator a dozen times for Ouch
ess to get her fill of a free ~snap-dough
il made her sick-we went OIL our a
and in de street she tell me dat de arts
was a top-liner, for fair; dat she'd read
de papes about him. and dat de picture
was wort good DOODLE.
On de level. dat was no pipe. I soon
found out. for 1 says dat if it was
what she said. n de arts was a top
notcher, l could sell it to a paper, like
a mice. We chases 10 Park Row. and
goes to de boss in charge of de picture
II of de newspaper shop, and 1 flashes
il out TO him. and asks him did he want
il. He looks at de name signed. and
den he says. in a hurry. dat he could
use il. and would give five for it.
"On your way" I says. Five for a
picture Wit dat name signed?'-for I
was on dat il was de name dat was
wort de gate money.
How much?" he says.
"A tenner." 1 says. "or I'll taka 1t TO
de next shop"
DE way dat he made me cut an or
der on de paynaster for a tenner. made
ME kick dat 1 hadn't asked twenty.
Anyway. We cashed in. and Duchess
reaches for de long green. and she says,
I'll keep lie Cheems. until We make
UP our minds what to do wit it."
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