The San Francisco call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1895-1913, 1909-05-02

the door and walters just humping along, dropping
plates and setting down stems with jam you'd
thought would break them. Molly was there and
Lowell and lot of the other girls, and Mr.. Smith
and and couples that live in Chicago,
sittin around staring at them. Every had
her spring hat and the beer tasted almost
good. But l never did like the taste of the stuff
Molly says it's acquired taste and that I'll learn
She's always cheerful about things. 81 suppose
you're quite dippy this. gay life" says Jim,
when set down. Il guess | like horses
better than people, anyway"
Interested in horses, you, Mr.. Burns?' said
Mr. Bowsox in his elegant 81 have little
racing mare myself She's morning glory and she
traipse mile in nothing by lantern light. Yes
terday she just dropped of the Clouds nailed the
end taggers in four jumps, hung seven eight
OF the others the fence; jammed her way through
hole the size OF thimble caught the sooner coun-
terfeit that hzgogging in front at the six
teenth, home with sail and the
tapeovitch by facet"
Jim looked sulky
Interested in racing horses, Mr.. Burns?' asked
Mr. Bowsox.
No, said Jim, 81 amt I got half interest in
livery stable
oh" says Mr.. Bowsox. Then he began to jolly
me, and everybody pped up singing you're
dream of peach, you are" and felt fine Jim just
sat there like bump a log, taking glass of
ginger ale now and then, because the preacher had
got him to sign the pledge back in Paris. Mr.. Bow
sox,. being perfect gentleman and used to city
cafes, didn't understand that and once or twice he
laughed because Jim wearing his white tie all
tied wrong l guess girl doesn't always know
what to do. Anyway, 1 didn't know anybody
thought anything fresh going on, for Jim says
suddenly to Mr. Bowsox: I'll thank you to take
your hand off the lady's sarm, sir"
What business is it of yours I'd like to know
says Mr.. Bowsox, getting to his feet. Then there
awful crack of plates, and Jim Lit into him
like an old stamp mill, hitting down from the top,
and stud up and put my coat. didn't know
what else to do. But the walters made a dash for
Jim, and that stirred me up, and Molly up. to me
and Mr.. Smith said Great There's reporter
present, Min"--But I didn't care about no re-
porters. I just told all the men that Jim was nv
brother and he didn't mean any harm-and Just
took his and glared at Mr.. Bowsox / knew il
was the only way to keep him from being arrested
didn't want poor old Jim arrested, so / said to
everybody: at that mans fault" and then we
went out together. Your brotheri Bosh Min.
don't you want to get into the limelight7" I heard
Mr. Smith say
Well, Jim and | went out into the night together
and he patted my hand and said / was a true Peruv-
ian And took long walk and he told me that
he in love with He said l was the most
beautiful girl he had ever seen, that my face was
like angels, and he would rather die than see
me married to some one else, especially cad who
ran fake racing horses, which were probably doned
But Mr. Bowsox doesn't want to trot me up to
the wedding counter" l said to Jim. "He never
told me he did. You don't understand city life any
more than lob or dead one. -"