West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1909-06-03
NUMBER 80

OF tho distiller,s art. "I always used
to play out on the street OF eyeninrs
cause thero was nothin' doin' for mo
nc homo. For a long time I Just sat on
doorstcps and looked at tho lights ana
tho people goin' by. And then tho Kid
camo along ono evenin' and sized me
no. and was mashed on tho spot FOR
fair. Tho flrst drink he madc mo take
1 cried all night at homo and got
lickln' for maxim n noise. And now
say, Tommy. you ever SEQ this Annie
karlson2 IL it wasn't for peroxide tho
chloroform limit would have put her
out long ngo. oh, I'm iookin' for IN.
You tell tho kid if no comes In. Me7
III cut his heart out Another whisky,
Tommy"
| A little unsteadily, but with watch
ful and brilliant eyes, Eix walked up
the avenue toward tho Small Hours
| Social club.
At o o'clock tho president, Kid Mui-
laly. paced upon tho floor with lady
| on his arm. As tho Lorelei's was her
hair golden. Her "yes" was softcned
to n 'yah." but its quality OF assent
was patent 10 tho most Mileslan ears.
She stepped upon her own train and
| blushed, and-sho smiled Into the eyes
OF Kid Mullaly.
And then as tho two stood I'm the
middle OF tho waxcd floor tho thing
happened TO prevent which many.
lamps arc burning nightly In many
studies and libraries.
Out from the circle OF spectators In
tho hall leapcd Fate I'm green silk
skirt under tho nom do guerro OF Liz
Her eyes were hard ana blacker than
| Jet. She did not scream or wayer.
Most unwomanly she cried out one
oath, the Kids own favorite oath and
I'm his own deep voice, and then while
tho Small Hours Social club went fran
ucolly TO pieces she made good her
boast TO Tommy, the waiter-made
good ns far ns the length OF her knife
blade and the strength OF her arm per-
| mittod.
| Liz ran out and down tho street
swift md true as woodcock flying
through grove OF saplings at dusk
And then followed the big city's big
gcst shame, handed down from n long
ago century OF tho bascst barbarity-
tho huo and cry. Nowhere but In the
Il
most OF all, where tho ultimate perfcc-
tion or culture, citizenship and alleged
superiority Joins bawling I'm tho chase.
Thoy pursued, a shrlel1ing mob OF
fathers. mothers, lovers and maidens,
bowling, yelling, calling, whistllng,
| crying for blood.
| Knowing her way ana hungry for
her surccase, she darted down the ia
miliar ways until nt last her feet
struck the dull solidIty OF the rotting
pier. And then it was but few more
painting steps, and good mother East
river took Liz TO her bosom, Boothed
her muddy, but quickly, and settled IA
five minutes tho problem that keeps
lights burning o. nights In thousand OF
pastoratcs and colleges.
| It's mighty funny what kind OF.
dreams ono has sometimes. Poets cali
them visions, but vision is only
dream I'm blank verse / dreamed the
rest OF this story.
| thought I was In the next world
and there was great crowd OF us out
aide the courtroom where the judg-
ments were going on. And every now
and then q very beautiful and impos-
Ing court officer angel would come out
side the door and call another case I'm
n loud voice
| While i was considering my own
worldly Sins ana wondering whether
there would be any use OF my trying
to prove an alibi by claiming that 1
lived in New Jersey tho balliff angel
came to the door and sang out cease
No. 09s52, ,743P
Up stepped a plain clothes man
there were lots OF 'em there, dressed
exactly like preachers and hustllng us
spirits around just as cops do on earth
and by the arm he dragged-whom,
do you think7 why, Lizl
Tho court officer took her inside and
closed the door. / went up to Mr.. Ely
Cop and inquired about the case.
"a very sad one" says he, laying the
| points OF his manicured fingers to-
gether-"an utterly incorrigible girl. I
am special terrestrial officer, the Rev.
Jones. Tho case was assigned to me.
Tho girl murdered her fiance and com
mitted suicide. She had no defense.
My report to the court relates the facts
In detail, NIL OF which are substanti-
ated by reliable witnesses. The wages
OF sin is death. Praise the Lord"
The court officer opened the door
and stepped out.
Poor glrlp said Special Terrestrial
Officer the Rev. Jones, with tear ini
his eye. 'Tt was one of the saddest
cases that / ever met with. OF course
sho wns"-
discharged" said the court officer.
"Come here, Jonesy. First thing you
know you'll be switched to tho potpie
squad. How would you like TO DO on
the missionary force I'm the south sen
islnnds-hey1 Now, you quilt making
these false arrests or you1l DO trons-
ferred-sec! Tho guilty party you've
got 10 look for IN this case Is red
haired. unshaven, untdy man, sitting
by the window reading IN his stocking.
feet while his children play in the
streets. Get n move on youw
Now, wasn't that a silly dream7
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