The gold leaf. [volume] (Henderson, N.C.) 1881-1911, 1909-05-20

chloroform limit would have put her
out long AGO. Oh. I'm lookin' for m
Yen tell the Kid IL he comes In. Meg !
IN cut his heart out Another whisky.
Tommy"
A little unsteadily. but with watch
full and brilliant eyes. Liz walked up
the avenue toward the Small Hours
Social club.
At o o'clock the president. Kid Null
LAZY. paced upon the floor with lady
on his arm As the Loreiefs was her
hair golden. Her yes was softened
TO yah" but Its quality OF assent
was patent to the most Nilesian ears
She stepped upon her own train and
biushed. and-she smiled into the eyes
of Kid Muilaly.
And then rs the two stood In the
middle of the waxed floor the thing
happened to prevent which many
lamps are burning nightly In many
studies and libraries.
| Out from the circle of spectators In
| the hall leaped Fate In green silk
skirt under the nom de guerre of Lin.
| Her eyes were hard and blacker than
| Jet. She did not scream or waver.
| Most unwomnniy she cried out one
oath. the Kids own favorite oath and
In his own deep voice. and then while
the Small Hours Social club went fran
tically 10 Pieces she made good her
boast to Tommy. the waiter-made
good as far as the length of her knife
blade and the strength of her arm per-
mitted.
Liz ran out aud down the street
swift and true rs a woodcock flying
through a grove of sapiings at dusk
And then followed the big city's big
gest shame, handed down from long
ago century OF the basest barbarity--
the hue and cry. Nowhere but I'm the
big cities does II survive. and here
most OF all. where the ultimate perfec-
ton of culture, citizenship and alleged
superiority Joins bawling I'm the chase
They pursued. shrieking mob OF
fathers. mothers. lovers and maidens.
bowling. yelling. calling. whistling.
crying for blood.
Knowing her way and hungry for
her surcease. she darted down the IA
miliar ways until at last her feet
struck the dull solidiey of the rotting
pier. And then itewas but few more
painting steps, and good mother East
. river took Liz to her bosom. soothed
her muddy. but quickly. end settled In
Ave minutes the problem that keeps
lights burning o nights In thousand OF
| pastorates and colleges.
It's mighty funny what kind OF
dreams one has sometimes. Poets cal
them visions, but a vision il only .
| dream I'm blank verse. I dreamed ths
: rest OF this story.
thought l was In the next WON
and there was a great crowd OF VI out
side the courtroom where the Judg
ments were going on. And every nov
! and then a very beautiful and impos
D ing court officer angel would come out
9 side the door and call another case II
a loud voice.
While l was considering my owl
i worldly sins and wondering whethel
! there would be any use OF my trying
to prove an alibi by claiming that
lived in New Jersey the bailif ange
l. came to the door and sang out, "Cas
| NO. oo,SCS, S4o!
Up stepped a plain clothes man
- there were lots OF 'em there. dresses
exactly like preachers and husuing u
: spirits around just as cops do on cart
and by the arm he dragged-whon
. do you think? Why, Liz!
The court officer took her ineide an
=. closed the door. went up TO Mr.. III
:, Cop and inquired about the case.
- "A very sad one" says he. laying Ii
- points af his manicured fingers 3
gether-"an utterly incorrigible girl.
am special terrestrial officer. the Re
- Jones. The case was assigned to IN
;. The girl murdered her fiance and con
. mitted suicide. She had no defens
Ny report to the court relates the fac
>. In detail. all Of which are substant
ated by reliable witnesses. The wage
|. Of sin is death. Praise the Lordw
\. The court onicer opened the dot
and stepped out
d Poor grip said Special Terrestri
OHicer the Rev. Jones. with tear
r. his eye. 'Tt was one OF the saddles
cases that ever met with. OF courl
It she was"-
IL Discharged" said the court ONCE
10 ''Come here. JoneY. First thing 20
E. know you'll be switched TO the potp
ie squad. How would you like to be Q
ID the missionary force in the south %
islands-hey? Now. you quit maxim
q these false arrests or you'll be tran
y. fe1ed-seel The guilty party you,
q got to look for I'm this case Ia a RI
:" haired. unshaven. untidy man. sitttr
)" by the window reading in hts stockir
10 feet while his children play In Il
streets Get move on you."
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