New-York tribune., 1906-04-01

ook down a photograph: but with what emotion |
could not say, for his back was
fA to me. | glanced again at the
odd volatile beauty in the
Womans face and wondered
what the word Bill CoOgan
~.T> - had said and what was his rea-
Ia son tor saying it.
X From that dav it was all
~ luck for me, Larry Moore said
AL settling again in the chair
~ where his tace returned to the
shadow. She had a head on
her. that little woman. She
~ pulled me up to where ! am
a | pitched that season for TIE
Bridgeports You know the
- record, Bob seven games lost
III out OF fOrtY-three, and not so
ss-@y much my fault either. When
R they were for signing again,
sa at big money too, the little
xSy woman said:
<Ek - Don't YOU do it. Larry
k3ssyyzasfs3 Moore, they re not Your class.
)ust hold out bit
- You know, Bob, how |
signed then with the Giants
kA-- and how they boosted my sal
ary al the end of that first wear:
but i was Fanny Montrose who
made the contracts every time
We had the child then and |
was happy. The money came
quick, and lots of it, and | put
Ii in her lap and said:
Do what you want with
1t; only want you to enjoy
it Ike a lady
Maybe | was wrong there-maybe | was. 1t
-as pride, III admit; but there wasn't lady came
the stands that looked finer than Fanny Montrose
5 always used to call her. ! got to be something
I a figure, as you know, and the little woman was
lways riding back and forth TO the games in some
and more often with Paul Bargee
One afternoon Ed Nichols, who was catching
le then, came up with serious face and said
Where's your lady to-day, Larrv-and Paul
'argee: And by the way he said it l knew what
e had in mind and good friend that he was of mine
O tHrott1ed hfr al line 10 r,itC
ne game, and did. | won it too Then ran home
lthout changing my clothes, the people staring
t me- and ran up the stairs and flung open the door
nd stopped and called: Fanny Nontrosel
And | called again, and l called a third time
nd only the child came to answer me. Then
new in my heart that Fanny Montrose had left
le and off with Paul Bargee.
i waited all that night without tasting food or
lOvng, listening for her step the STAIRS. And
the morning the poStman came without line
a word for me. | couldn't understand; for had
cen good husband to her and though thought
yer everything that had happened since we'd
cen married, | couldn't think OF thing that I'd
one to hurt her-for | wasn't thinking then of
le millions of Paul Bargee
In the afternoon there came dirty little lawyer
luttilng IN TO me, with blinking little eyes be-
ind his black trimmed spectacles-a toad of
=" Who are YOU: | said, and what are you doing
- m simply an attorney. he said, cringing before
" look Solomon Scholl, on very disagreeable
uty, he said
80 Do YOU come from her? | said and | caught
" breath
al come from Mr.. Paul Bargee he said, and Id
mind you, Mr., Moore, that l come as an attorney
a disagreeable duty
With that | drew back and looked at him in
nazement, and said: What has he got say
, me?'
My client he said turning the words over with
le tip of his tongue, regrets exceedingly
g. Don't waste wordsl' said angrily. What
III here for9'
My client he said, looking at me sdelong
Empowers me to offer YOU fifteen thousand dollars