The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-04-19
A Boost for Sadie

toms. And for why? Say. I'll be tunk-
I wizZled If / can tell. Perhaps it's just
the weather, and then again-but
might as well own up about boostin'
Sadie. Maybe you can write your own
ticket then.
. You see, I'd left Swiftly Joe runnin'
the physical culture studio. and l was
dom a lap up the sunny side Of the
avenue, just to give my new Rialto re-
gala an airing. l wasn't thinkin' a
stroke, only just breathin' deep and
feelin glad ] was right there and no.
where eIse-yOu know how the ave-
nue's likely to go TO your head these
spring days, with the carriage folks
swampin' the traffic squad, and every
body that is anybody right on the spot
or hurrying to get there, and everyone
of 'em as fit and finished as so many
prize winners at a fair?
Well. l wasn't lOokin' for anything
to come my way, when all of sudden
I sees a goggle-capped tiger throw
open the door of one of them plate
glass benZine broughams at the curb,
and bend over like he has a pain under
his vest. 1 was just side-steppin' 10
make room for some upholstered old
battle-ax that / supposed owned the
rig. when / feels a hand on my elbow
and hear some one say: why, Shorty
McCabei Is that your
She wds a dream. all right-one of
your princess-cut girls, with the kind
of clothes on that would make tur-
key-red checkboOk turn pale. But you
/, couldn't fool me, even il she had put
a Marcelle crimp in that carroty hair
of hers, and washed off the freckles
and biscuit -four. You can't change
Irish blue eyes. can you? And when
you've come to know a voice that's got
pickles you don't forget it, either
Know her? Say, 1 was brought up next
door to Sullivan's boarding house.
You didn't take me for King Eddie,
did you. Miss Sullivan" says l.
Il might by the clothes says she,
runnin her eyes over me, "only L see
you've got him beat mile. But why
the Miss Sullivan"
Because I've mislaid your weddin'
card, and there's been other things on
my mind than you since we had our
last reunion" says 1. But I'm
chawmed 10 meet you again, rully,"
and | begins to edge off
You act it," says she. You look
Atickled to death-almost. But Pm
pleased enough for two. Anyway. I'm
in need Of "A man Of about your weight
to take a ride with me. So step lively,
Shorty. and don't stand there soaring
z.
jump in"
Not me-" says I. 'I never butts
into places where there's apt TO be a
hubby TO ask who's who and what's
what"
But there isn't any hubby now,
says she.
North Dakotaed him?" says I.
NO" says she; I've got a decree
good in any state. His friends called
II heart failure. can't, because used
to settle his bar bills. You're not shy
- widows, are your
Now, say, there's widows and wild
ows-grass, baled hay and other kinds
and most of 'em 1 passes up on gen.
eral principles, along with chorus girls
and lady demonstrators; but somehow
l couldn't seem TO place Sadie Sullf-
pan in that line. Why, her mother n
hnine used to borrow Cupfufs of flour OF
each other over the back fence, and ii
was to lick a Teller who'd yelled
"Brick-top" after Sadie THAT started
me to takin' my first bOXin' lessons in
Mike Quigleys barn.
Il amt much used to travelling in
one of these rubber-tired show win
dOws." says 1: but for the sake of old
times 1 II chance it once" and with that
l climbs in; the tiger puts on the time
lock, and we joins the procession
Your cars all to the giddy," l re-
marks. Didn't It leave you some
short of breath after BLOWN yourself
10 this, Sadie?''
Il buy il by the month" says she
including JeeTns and Henri in front
1t comes higher that way; but who
cares?"
oh" SAYS 1. he left a barrel. then ??
"A cellarful," says Sadie.
And on the way up toward the park
] gets the scenario of the acts I'd
\ missed. His name was Dipworthy-
you've seen II on the labels, Dip
worthy's DrOwsy Drops. Youngsters
Yearn for 'Em"-only he was Dip
worthy, jr., and knew as little about
the Drop" business as only sons usual
ly do about such things. Drops want
his long suit; quarts came nearer be
ing his size
II was while he was having a sober
spell that he married Sadie; but that
was about the last one he ever had
She stuck 10 him, though; let him
chase her with guns and hammer heI
with the furniture, until the purple
monkeys got him for good and all
Then she cashed in the Drop" bust
ness. settled a life insurance presi-
dents salary on her old dad, bought q
string of runnin' ponies for her kic
brother, and then hit New York, with
the notion that here was where YOU
could get anything you had the price
10 pay for.
But / made wrong guess, Shorty
says she. 1T isn't all in having the
money: it's in knowing how to make II
get the things you want"
There's plenty would like to give
you lessons in that" says l.
"You?" says she.
SAY, do l look like a con MANI
saws /.
There, there. Shortly SAYS she. 81
knew better, only I've been gold.
bricked so much lately that I'd almost
suspect my own grandmother I've got
two maids who steal my dresses anC
1sings; lady companion who nags me
facout the way / talk, and who hates
me alive because l can afford to hire
her; and even the hotel manager.
make me pay double rates because
look too young for a real widow. Dc
4 you know. there are times when 1 al
most miss the late Dippy. Were vol
ever real lonesome. Shorty?'
Once or twice" says I, when ] wa,
far from Broadway"
That's nothing" says she, TO beinc
lonesome on Broadway. And I've been
I've been so lonesome in a theatre box