The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1909-06-14

The pink eyed WIFI rat. m lookint
for IA. You know me. Tommy. Two
years me and the KID We been engaged
Look at that ring Five lIundped he
said II cost Let him take her to the
dance, What1l / dot I'll ert his
heart out Another whisky. Tommy
II wouldn't listen to no such reports.
Miss Lizzie" said the waiter smooth.
" from the narrow opening above his
chin. "Kid Mullaly's not the guy to
throw lady like you down. Seltzer
on the sdeT'
1.-Two years" repeated Liz, spftening
a little to sentiment under ths magic.
Of the dlstiller's art. II always used
to play out on the street of erenln's
cause there was nothll' dom for me
at home. For long time just sat on
doorsteps and looked at the lights and
the people goin' by. And then the Kid
came along one evenln' and sized me /!
up, and was mashed On the spot for
fair. The first drink be made me take
cried all night at home and got
lickin' for maxim a noise. And now
say, Tommy, you ever see this Annie
Karlson2 II 1t wasn't for peroxide the
chlorofOrm limit would have put her
cut long ago. oh. Pm loOkin' for m
You tell the Kid II he comes in. Me?
I'll cut his heart out. Another whisky.
Tommy"
A little unsteady, but with watch.
full and brilliant eyes, Liz walked up
the avenue toward the Small Hours
Social club.
At 0 o'clock the president. Kid Mul.
laly. paced upon the aoor with lady
on his arm. As the Lorelei's was her
hair golden. Her yes" was softencd
to a yah" but its quality of assent !
was patent TO the most Mileslan ears. |
She stepped upon her own train and
blushed, and-she smiled into the eyes
of Kid Mullaly.
And then as the two stood in the J
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 a green silk !
skirt under the nom de guerre of LIZ. |
Her eyes were hard and btacker than
| jet. She did not scream or wavcr
Most unwomanly 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.
| tlcally to pieces she made good her
boast to Tommy. the walter-made !
good as far as the length of her knife !
blade and the strength Of her arm per-
mitted.
Liz ran out and down the street
swift and true us q woodcock flying
Through grove of snplings ut dusk.
And then followed the big city's big
gest shame, handed down from n long
ago century Of the basest barbarity-.I
the hue and cry. Nowhere but in the
| big cities does It survive. and here
most Of all, where the ultimate perfec-
ton Of culture, citizenship and alleged
superiority joins bawling in the chase
They pursued, a shrleking mob of
fathers. mothers. lovers and maldens,
bowling, yelling, calling, whistlIng.
crying for blood.
Knowing her way and hungry for
her surcease. she darted down the ia.
nllIar ways until mt last her feet
struck the dull solldIty of the rottlng
pier. And then 1t was but few more
painting steps. and good mother East
river took Liz to her bosom. sootled
her muddy. but quickly. and settled In
FIVE minutes the problem that keeps
lights burning O. nights in thousand of
past0rates and Colleges.
It's mighty funny what kind Of
dreams one has sometimes. Poets call
them visions. but vision Is only a
dream in blank verse. dreamed the
rest Of this story.
and there was great crowd Of Us out
side the courtroom where tho hdg-
melts were going on. And every now
aud then very beautiful and Imnos-
ing court officer angel would come out
side the door and call another case in
a loud voice.
While l was considering my own
worldly sins and wondering whether
there would be any use of my Hying
to prove an aiibi by claiming tbat
lived in New Jersey the bsiIltn angel
came to the door and sang out, "Case
I No. 99,s52, T43"
Up stepped a plain clothes man
there were lots OF 'em there. dressed
exactly like preachers and busting US
spirits nsound just us cops d0 vi sIrth
-NDd by the arm lie draggeA- whom,
do you think? Why, Liz!
The court officer took her inside and
closed the door. | went up 70 Sir. Fly
Cop a&d inquired about the alse.
"a very sad one." says he. laying the
points Of his manicured fingers to-
gethaE@"an utterly ineorrigibse girl. /
am SpeciAl terrestrial officer. the Rev.
Jones. The case was assigned 10 me.
The girl murdered her fianGa and com
mltted suicide. She had no defense.
Ny repoFt TO the court relates the racts
in detail, all of which are substanti-
ated by reliable witnesses. The wages
q sin Is death. Praise the Iord~ !
The court officer opened the door
md Stannnd ont