The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1909-08-07


years me and the KID we been engaged.
Look. at that RIM. Five hundred he
said It cost Let him take her to the
dance. What'n ! dor I'll cut his
heart out Another whisky Tommy. 4
( II II wouldn't listen to no such reports.
Miss Lizzie, = !. said the waiter smooth
u from the narrow opening above his
chin. ID Mullaly's not the guy to
throw lady like you down. Settler
on the side r. ~.S$ ,$ 5 & .s S321.}s s
Be - wo years. repeated Liz, softening
q little to sentiment under. the magic
Of the distiller's art. II always used
to play out on the street OF evenin's
cause there was nothin' dom for me
at home. For q long time just sat on
doorsteps and looked at the lights an
the people goin' by. And then the Ri
came along one evenin' and sized m
up, and was mashed on the spot for,
fair. The first drink he made me take
I cried all night at home and got q
lckin' for maxim noise. And now
/ say, Tommy you ever see this Annie
Karlson? II it wasn't for peroxide the
chloroform limit would have put her
out long ago. Oh, I'm lookin' for m:
You tell the Kid IL he comes in Me?
I'll cut his heart out. !, Another whisky,
Tommy" HE. ~ s 81 + q I i
A little unsteadily. but with watch
full and brilliant eyes, Liz walked up
the avenue toward the Small Hours
Social club. m 81. .@%s=S s W.
-. At 9 o'clock the president, Kid Null
laly, paced upon the door with lady:
on his arm. As the Lorelei's was her.
hair golden. Her 'tyes'' was softened
to a yah" but its quality Of assent
was patent to the. most Milesian ears.
/ She stepped upon her own train and
blushed, and-she smiled into the eyes
Of Kid Mullaly. =. =. - \ . q: !,
And then as the two stood in the
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 leeped Fate in green silk
skirt under the nom de guerre of Liz.
Her eyes were hard and blacker than
Jet. She did not scream or waver.
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 waiter-made
good as far as the length Of her knife
blade and the strength Of her arm per-
mitted. 81. l.:
Liz ran out and down the street
swift and true as woodcock flying
through grove Of saplings at dusk
And then followed the big city's big
gest shame, handed down from long
ago century OF. the basest barbarity-
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. shrieking mob Of
| fathers, mothers, lovers and maidens,
bowling, yelling. calling, whistling,
crying for blood. ~: ~. -. r.
Knowing her way and hungry for
her surcease, she dn:..>'d down the IA
+ miliar ways until III last her feet
struck the dull solidity of the rotting
pier. And then It was but a few more
painting steps, and good mother. East
river took Liz to her bosom, soothed
her muddy, but quickly, and settled In
five minutes the problem that keeps
lights burning O. nights in thousand of
pastorates and colleges. -. .~~5>
= = -
It's mighty funny what kind of
dreams one has sometimes. Poets call
them: visions. but a. vision is only a
dream in blank verse. dreamed the
rest of this story. -"
L thought was In the next world
and there was 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 in
] loud voice. = t. -. TO I'D III;
While l was considering my own
woody sins and wondering whether
there would be any use Of my trying
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lived In New Jersey the bailin angel
came to the door and sang out, Case
No. IS, s52,743r' s.. ~: = - J.. s. :.
Up stepped plain clothes man.
there were lots Of 'em there. dressed
exactly like preachers and ,hustling Us
spirits around just as cops do on earth
and by the arm be dragged whom
do you Think Why. Liz!
The court officer took her inside and
closed the door. ~ went up to Mr.. Fly
Cop and inquired about the! case.
- very sad one, says he, laying the
| points Of his manicured fingers q.
gether'.an utterly incorrigib1e girl 81
| 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,
NY report to the court relates the facts
In detail. all Of which are substanti.
ated by reliable witnesses. The wages