The Newark journal., 1909-03-19

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Again the brown eyes, the eyes that
once spoke so eloquently and were SO
piercing, flared up, and then the fire
died out, as it had before He sat
moment in silence, nervously chewing
a cigar which he had forgotten to
light.
DO you remember Martha Des-
mond?e he said, abruptly
That large, fine-looking girl who
played the piano at Spencers yaude.
yine?" l exclaimed. Sure. do. Mar
ried?"
No
He dropped into moody silence
again But l was curious about the
matter, and blurted it out:
You and Martha were on pretty
good terms. I thought"
so did everybody" he returned,
YEARLY. It's my tragedy, Dick; they
all know it down there; that's why
left"
I didn't ask any further questions,
because l knew he was studying up
way to begin the story.
Z always objected to her playing at
Spencer's." he said, but she laughed
and told ne there was nothing to fear;
that she knew how to take care of her.
self. and that what she made would
come in handy when we went to
housekeeping.
Martha had chappies galore run.
ming after until we had our little I'M
Outstanding, and then she ran up the
black flag against every one Of EN-.
And some were a blamed sight better
catches than a slave of dispatcher.
In those days l was all to the good,
however, and didn't fear anything that
walked on two legs.
Then came along the yellow peril
At the grim jest John threw away
his chewed-up cigar, lighted a fresh
one and proceeded, with his face still
directed at the bleak landscape through
the hotel window:
"Komakichi something or other was
a mild-looking little chap of unknow-
able age. A microscope wouldn't have
disclosed a wrinkle in his always
freshly-shaven face. His manner was
kind and affectionate. The matinee
girls made a great TODD over him, and
tolerated a lot of his quaint ways be
cause he was a foreigner. l never
aoaad az MS breaking OYER The st.ist
#3eaazlss ~ don't balis55 he d ever
.oHe this thing If the encouras cement
hadn't come from the other side.
k0makichi was Il wile-waiSer and I
I'D some rather daring stunts on the
@apeze.
Il remember how he interested me
Tire first time ! saw him. While he
lid lis turn Martha played a soft mel
aEv hat was always fagorite or
.-4.ae-ll+y=d it as if her whole soal
.sese il The playing Yet ! noticed she
HHed frequently To look at the Jap.
Vic seemed 10 be SHAKING hands with3
los nearly every moment of his act
after Martha and had become On
.a"ea l4ada q dichar with Tom len
sns. an Irish hackman, 10 call for her
every night after the show and drive
her hame was on daty al night then
md couldn't play the escort myself. and I
ceIt perfectly safe with good Old Tom I
whom had known ever since | was a I
KID. aad Who respected Martha about |
as q man Of his estate would respect
III angel.
one night Tom came up into the
Office While | was trying o straishtea
aut mix-up On tie east end, aud
waited. hat in hand, for aa hour before
I could get to speak to him When
saw him looked up with a smile and
made some pleasant remark, but Ton
YVES serious.
Miss Martha wouldn't take me
kerriage tonight, John, he said, in
/ considerable agitation. She wint
horne With thot haythin' An niyer
wurruI did She srhake wild me-.
THE import of tae thing came 10
me ike the current that makes con
nection with man whom the supreme
court had gone against I dismissed
/ Tom with some sort Of a remark
don't know what-and turned to my
train sheet II was nothing but a
blur For the life of rae ! couldn't
| have fold where q train WAS on the