Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1909-07-24

Annie karlson Ia the dance Let him
The pink eyed white rat! I'm louk.u'
for IN You know me. Tommy Two
years me aud the Kid We Tee rnpHrud
Look at that ring, Five hHudlcd Hr
said Il cost Let him take her I" the
dance. What'n | doi IN CT: his
heart out. Another whisky. Tommy
| 81 wouldn't listen to no such repults
Miss Lizzie" said the walter smooth.
~ from the narrow opening above his
chin, kid Mullaly's not the guy To
throw Il lady like you down Scltarr
on the sldeT'
1.-TWO years" repeated Liz softeuIng
n little to sentiment under the magic
OF the distiller's art. 81 always used
to play out on the street OF evcGlu's
'cnuse there was nothln' dom for me
at home. For long time Just sat ON
doorstcps AMI looked At the lights and
the people goin' by, And then the Kid
came along one evenin' and sized me-
up. and ! was mashed on the spot fur
fair. The first drink he made me take
| cried Nil night at home and got y
lickin' for maxim n noise. And now
say, Tommy, you ever see this Annie
HARRISON? If II wasn't for peroxide the
chlorofofm limit would have put her
out long ago, oh I'm lookln for m
You tell the Kid II he comes In. Me-
I'll 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'clock the president, Kid Mul.
laly. paccd upon the 1oor with lady
on his arm. As the iorcleis was her
hair golden. Her yes was soflcnrd
to yah" but It's 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 Mullnly.
And then rs the two stood in the
middle of the waXcd floor the thing
happened to prevent which many
lamps nre BURNING nightly In mnny
studies ana libraries.
Out from the circle OF spectators In
the hall leaped Fate In n green silk
skirt under the nom de guerre of Liz.
Her eyes were hard and blacker than
jet She did not scream or WAIVER,
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.
tically to pieces she made good her
boast to Tommy. the walter-madc
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 MS woodcock flying
through n grove of snplings Mt dusk.
And then followed the big city's big
gest shame, handed down from long
ago century of the bascst barbarity
the hue and cry. Nowhere but lin the
big cities does 1t survive, and here
most of all. where the ultimate perfcc-
ton of culture, citizenship and alleged
! superiority Joins ba wiling In the chase
They pursued. shrieklng 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 untll at last her feet
struck the dull solidity Of the rotting
pier. And then 1t was hut few more
painting steps, and good mother East
river took Liz to her bosom. soothcd
her muddy. but quickly, and settled In
FIVE 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 call
them visions, but vision is only II
dream In blank verse. | dreamed the
rest Of this story.
| thought | was in the next world
and there was a great crowd of us out.
side the courtroom where the judg
ments were going on. And every now
and then a very beautiful and impos.
ing court officer angel would come out
side the door and call another case III
a loud voice.
While | was considering my own
worldly sins and wondering whether
there would be any use, of my trying
to prove an alibi by claiming that |
lived in New Jersey the bailiff angel
came to the door and sang out, Cease
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Up stepped plain clothes man.
there were lots of em there. dressed
exactly like preachers and hustling us
bplIltS just cups W. ou tiitH
and by the arm he dragged whom,
do you think2 Why. LIZ!
The court officer took her inside and
closed the door. | went up to Mr.. Fly
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,
am special terrestrial officer the Rev,
Jones. The case was assigned to me.
The girl murdered her fiance and com
mitted suicide She had no defense.
My report to the court relates the facts
In detail. all of which are substanu-
,nted by reliable witnesses. TheAwagcs
of sin Is death. Praise the 1.ord!'
The court officer opened the door
and stepped out.
Poor girl"' said Special Terrestrial
officer the Rev. Jones, with tear in
his eye at was one of the saddest
cases that / ever met with. or course
khe was"-
discharged" said the court officer.
"Come here, Jonesy. First thing you