The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1908-03-13

these men. at war with a deienseless
girl, were fuming and swearing and
shaking their clenched fists at the
wall which separated Miss Byrne FROM
them, let us look in upon the maiden
all unconscious Of the enmitles she
had aroused.
She finished the one hundred and
sixty-eighth rendition Of the dainty
peasant dance, and, closing the piano.
moved across the neat and cozy par
lor, family perfumed with a delicate
odor Of lilac, to the little writing table
and penned note to her sister we
may read over her shoulders as she
wrote:
Dear Lou There is nothing to write.
only / know you are wondering. II ia
win all or lose all with me. ! may 60 back
to the counter Of department store
but It won't be until 1 have to,
I've taken the little money mother lefe
me and furnished the apartment md
dressed myself with the quietest tas-tey
so as to look ladyllke on the smallest OUT
lay I've thrown myself headlong into
everything that's doing in a swell church,
and / am SO quiet and demure that
don't think you'd recognize your merry
romp Of a sister II you saw me.
/ made a bad choice OF an apartment
house because the men here are nearly
all married and are such oysters that
not one has yet made my acquaintance.
The landlord Is single, though, and rich,
and the elevator-boy my only friend.
tells me he's a perfect "spoon" with
women and that any woman can fool
/ him up to the eyes
Not that I want to fool anybody, Lou
dear Only, I'm as good as any girl
that's got a home and husband--and
,ove. I'm too good TO stand and yelh
cash here, cashw behind a counter
4 year in and year out, with a hlmy, one
\ lto-a-thousand chance OF marrying q
foor-walker before i die.
v ! a.A so lonely and / am playing such
desperate camel But II you could look
in on me. Lou, I'd just simply let loose
and we'd have real old time romp.
am breaking the ice here in the Moriarty
Maisonette in the funniest way. Pm do
Ing it with a plano It's bound to get
me acquainted with somebody of the
adorable sex. But you must wait until
tell you how my piano Is helping me-
when I know how II all turns out.
Your loving sister,
CORDELIA.
That's our last word, Moriarty, Mr.
Mahoney was saying to the landlord,
who stood with his back against the
/ wall, facing the other members Of
the Pinochle club, the Maisonette's
turned into music box that plays
/ only the one tune, and it's case Of
4 good riddance to bad rubbish with
4 the lot Of u.s.
j Hold on, now" said Moriarty,
whats the use Of such talk between
D friends? Leave 1t to me. III go and
d see the girl and give her the Ki-boshs
a all right What's her and hes plan.
s ner to me, where the likes O you old
! friends is concerned?"
l. Moriarty, with firm and business
e like temper, left their angry presence
/ When MISS Byrne opened the dool
q to receive his visit, she greeted hin
d with such evident, though guarded
If and blushing, pride, as would have fat
" tered any man alive. AS she set ou
d chair for him, she said that he was
q the first visitor who had honored hel
a. apartments and that she thought +
e. most kind of him to pay her this higl
n compliment Then she sat opposite
N to him, at a well chosen distance, sug
IS gestive neither Of familiarity nor prud
& ish decorum. And, all the time, sh'
n let flow a current of the most shrewd
x ly chosen remarks, the purpose 0
r. which was veiled by great maidenll
to simplicity and modesty
Or While Mr.. Moriarty was yielding t
ii a sense of shame for having plannel
" rudeness to SO pretty little lady. b
ae gradually became interested in tn
at matter, as well as the manner, OF he
,ir speech. He learned of her Loneliness
n- her piety, her domesticity and of he
7v very respectable family connections
Ie- His sympathy was first aroused the
CO his admiration. His gallantry yielded [
mt devotion.
sir But how rude have been!" Mis-
as Byrne presently exclaimed. Il hav
he not asked whether you had any specl.
ht. errand Or, did you really come
a offer me the first kind word have ha
es- in my new homer
ex- Il heard your pianner' the clums
is. fellow began. in reply "and-ane-
iss He pretty nearly blurted out Il
ne. truth.
re- "Ohl did you like the little piece
DO was playing?"
st. "'Twas the most angelic tewn evl
o. l heard in my life" Moriarty a
Of swered, recovering his native tact
to Then, DO let nc play i for YOU O
its. / don't mind bit"
md She ended the performance with
'ty medley Of Irish airs, played with a "a
lila amount Of cleyerness. She was #
me ished. And the last string which be
the Moriarty's heart in place was los
eau ened; both that organ and his bra
re- went ahoat upon the troubled sea
nen love-
for When at length he bid Miss Byr
good night, she dropped hint that b
the pIous duties at St. GATHERINGS We
,wn interesting her to such degree Ii
lie" she was seriously thinking Of taxi
ICY. the veil7 and devoting herself to t
lste church. The rogue said this SO sober
irty with such half expressed suggest