Emmons County record. [volume] (Williamsport, D.T. [i.e. N.D.]) 1884-current, 1909-07-01

headed to meet you after supper
was quiet sort OF Kid then ana s
couldn't speak without blushins'
shes a little spittire sometimes
now" said the Kid y hate lealousy. (
That's why I'm going 70 Inc aanea
with Annie. III teach her some sense.
"Well. YOU better look little out
were Burke's last words II LIZ was
nv girl and l was to sneak out 10
dance coupled UP with an Annie lu
want suit OF chain armor on undcr
my gladstone rags, all right"
Through the land OF the stork-vul-
ture wandered Liz. Her black eyes
searched the passing crowds ierly' ou.
vaguely. Now and then she hummea
bars of foolish little songs.
Ltz's skirt was green silk. Her
waist was large brown and PINK
;:laid, we'll fitting and not wlthou.
STYLE. She wore a cluster OF rings OF
huge imitation rubies aud locket that
6anrcd her knees at the bottom OF
silver Chain. Her shoes were run down
over twisted high heels and weI.
strangers 70 polish. Her hat would
scarcely have passed into a flour par
rel.
The family entrance of the Blue
Jay cafe received her.
"Whisky, Tommy" she said as hef
sisters farther uptown murmur
"Ct,ampaglr, James,
"sare, Miss Lizzie. What'll the
chaser be!"
settler. And, say, Tommy, has the
Kid been around today"
"why, 20, Miss Lizzie, haven't
saw him today"
"l'rn lookin' for M" said Liz after
the chaser had spurled under her nose.
cts got to me that he says he'll take
Annie HARRISON to the dance. Let him.
The pink eyed white rat. I'm looSin
for IN. You know me, Tommy. Two
years me and the Xiii We been engaged
Look at that ring. Five hundred he
said it cost Let him take her to the
dance. What'll l do? III cut his
heart out. Another whisky, Tommy
81 wouldn't listen to no such reports,
Miss Lizzie" said the waiter smooth
ly from the narrow opening above his
chin. kid Mullaly's not the guy to
throw lady like you down. Settler
on the sidc:'
"ywo years. repeated Liz, softenins
little to sentiment under the magic
of the distillcrs art. Il always used
totplay out on the street of evcnl's
cause there was nothin' dom for me
at home. For long time just sat on
tloersteps and looked at the lights and
the people goin' by. And then the KID
came along one cvenin' and sized me
up, and i was mashed on the spot for
fair The tir8 drink he made me take
cried all night at home and got q
, lickhl' for maxim noise. And now
say, Tommy, you ever see this Annie
, HARRISON? II it wasn't for peroxide the
out long ago. oh, I'm loolSin' for I'M
You tell the Kid If he comes in. Me:
I'll cut his heart out Another whisky,
Tom4y."
u Tie unsteadily, but with watch
full I'd brilliant eyes, Liz walked up
the avenue toward the Small Hours
Social club.
AZ O-OCl tuC phSSlQCiil3 1x1Nt AVA VI
laly. paced upon. the floor with lady
on his arm. AS the Lorelers was hel
hair golden. Her Eyes" was softened
to YAH" but its quality of assent
was patent to the most NIilesian ears
She stepped upon her own train and
blushed, and-shc smiled into the eyes
of Kid Mullaly.
And then as the two stood in the
middle of the waxed floor the thing
happened to prevent which many
lamps are burning nightly I'm many
studies and libraries.
. Out from the circle of spectators ii
the hall leaped Fate in green sill
skirt under the nom &c gucrrc of LIZ
! Her eyes were hard and blacker thai
jet. She did not scream or waver
Most unwomanly she cried out on
I oath, the kids own favorite oath an,
Q in his own deep voice, and then Will
the Small HOURS Social club went fran
) tically ITO pieces she made good he
v boast to Tommy, the waiter mad
good as far as the length of her knit
& blade and the strength Of her arm pei
Il mitted.
y Liz ran out and down the stree
lie swift and true as woodcocls t1yin
through grove Of saplings at dusk.
,e And then followed the big city's big
gest shame, handed down from Ion
u ago century of the basest barbarity-
y the hue and cry Nowhere but in til
ID big cities does 1t survive, and her
NJ most of all, where the ultimate perfe,
hi tion of culture, citizenship and allcgc
Sc superiority joins bawling in the chase
They pursued, shricking mob {
st fathers, mothers, lovers and maiden
!" hewling. yelling, calling, whistlin
ly crying for blood
Knowing her way and hungry fl
her surceasc, she darted down the Fl
IL. miliar ways until at last her fe
he struck the dun solidity of the rottir
pier And then it was but few MOI
ng Hantigps steps, and good mother Ea
nd her muddily, but quickly, and settled
he five minutes the problem that keel
ne lights .burrntng O nights in thousand
cd pastorates and colleges.
=
III us mighty 1unny what Kind
ci dreams one has sometimes. Poets ca
them visions, but vision is only
lid dream in blank verse. dreamed Il
ad, rest ef.this story.
thought was in tue next wor
DIS AND there was Il great crowd of us GU
nd side the courtroom where the jud
OF ments We're going oil. And every nc
ere and then very beautiful and impc
rrs ing court officer angel would come o,