The Tupelo journal., 1909-04-30
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an orange wagon which had been over
turned. There was a rush of pursuit
of the golden balls from the sidewalk;
a policeman came to the rescue of
traffic and ordered everything to halt
until the cart was righted. The boys
and girls in the street chased back to
the sidewalk. The episode took barely
a couple of minutes, but on the edge
of the last minute the cab turned a
corner The motor a turned the
anne corner, but saw no guiding orr
famine of waving red horsehair. The
cross street next was equally bare.
They were obliged to explore two ad-
jacent highways before they came
upon the hack again. This time 1t al
to a blur Of black and a swish of red.
And even as they caught sight of it the
horses swung round into profile and
turned another corner. In the turn a
man wearing a black derby hat stuck
his arm and head out of the window In
order to give some direction to the
driver. Then he turned half around.
1t was almost as If he looked back at
his pursuers; yet this, Mrs. Winter
argued, hardly could be, since he had
not expected pursuit, and anyhow, the
chances were he could not know her
by sight.
1t was a mean street, narrow and
noisome, but full Of shipping traffic
and barred by tramways-a heart
breaking street for a chase. The chauf-
feur was a master of his art; he
jumped his great craft at every va
cant arms length; he steered 1t
through incredibly narrow lanes; he
progressed sometimes by tufts, like a
boat under sail when the forward
passage much be reached in such in
| direct fashion,; but the crowd Of un-
! calmly vehicles, loaded dizzily above
his head, made the superior speed OF
the motor of no avail. In spite OF him
they could see the red tails ~lessening.
| Again and yet again, the hack turned;
again, but each time with a loss, the
motor struck it's trail. By now the
street was changed; the dingy two
story buildings lining It were bright
ened by the gold-leaf and vermiiion;
| oriental arms and garbs and embroid-
cry spangled the windows and oriental
faces looked inscrutably out of door.
ways. There rose the blended odors
of spice, sandalwood and u%ncleanli-
ness that the east, reeking
I'D out of gratings and putting out OF
shops.
"Ah," said Mrs. Winter, softly to
herself, Chinese quarter, is 1t?
Well" Her eyes changed; they
softened in a fashion that would have
amazed one who only knew the sur
face of Mrs. Winter, the eccentric so
ciety potentate. She looked past the
squalid, garish scene, past the shin
ing sandhills and the redwood trees,
beyond into a stranger landscape glow
ing under a binder glare Of SUM-. Half
mechanically she lifted a tiny gold
chain that had slipped down her throat
under the gray gown. Raising the vel
low thread and the craven jade orn
ment depending therefrom. she let 1t
lie OulSIUe dIulu lu6 Willie ldCS duu
chiffon.
Were making good now" called
the chauffeur. win | run alongside
and hail 'em, or what?"
She told him quietly to run along
side. But her lips twitched, and when
she put up her hand to press them
still, she smiled to discover that her
hand was bare. She had forgotten to
pull on her glove. She began to pull
it on now.
1.-The road is narrow" said she. run
ahead of the back and block its way.
You can do it without hitting the
horses, can't you?"
We'll, l guess" returned the chauf-
feur, instantly accomplishing the
maneuver in fine style.
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