The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1910-12-21
McGinnis and Mcclure
BY HARVEY SMITH

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McDGuire, placing the kettle on the
stove aad her fists on her alps.
II am not. said Mcclure, pausing
on the threshold with his dinner pail
~ his hand, and IN the act Of remov.
hg his lat.
His expression was one OF uncel-
tainty A simlliary greeting had ere
now becn followed by 4 TRADE OF
abuse aad ultimately 4 missile, not MI
ways soft lie was now searching his
memory for some dereliction, and
Icouli find none Not that i made
any difference In such affairs the
Fight comes first and the charge az
towards
Before you take off your coat
continued Mrs Mcclure, in the same
high pitched aggrieyed tone, Il want
| yer to look there
He followed the direction og her
eyes to small cot on which /lay a
small girl. perhaps 4 years OF age, fast
agleen but with traces of recent
tears on her chubby checks
ms Katy" said he, with a sigh Of
relief She was the culprt and not
ne.
yet. It's Katy Joined Mrs Nc.
4 GHre iolentlg 'an II we've thc spirit
lpi g Mcclure ye'd see to It before ye
take of yer coat"
IT'S them kindygarteps aga.n.
said Mcclure, With a weak show OF
anger I'm thinkin' it's mighty quire
them teachers"
IT'S no hndygarten teacher this
time interrupted Mrs. Mcclure
sharply Its McGinnis, tell ye-
the big dirty
Here her passion found partial re-
life in hysterica sobs. while ner
spouse by more perpleXed than be-
fore. He put the pail on the window
sill, took Off his hat, and scratched
his head.
McGilnis was the bricklayer, who
lived in the flat, just below. lie and
Mcclure used to be good friends, but
their wives quarreled about wash
ing days and other things in the house
keeps line. and the younger genera
tlon slapped each other waen they
met Finally, Mrs. McGinnis told Mrs
MCGuire that MeGinnis was a me-
chaaic while Mcclure, who labored in
the gas house, was only laborer.
This lead to an open rupture and sew
eral times fight on the stairs had
been narrowly averted.
"Katy?" repeated Mcguire tentative
ly
AYE, Katy" exclaimed Mrs. Nc
Guire explosiyely. Didn't | see him
With my own eyes?'
See him? What?'
"McGinnis, ! told you!"
What the diyil--" Mcclure was
getting mad. aye kape on saying
Katy and McGnnis' ard dun me II
can make head or tail of it,
Il saw him, tell ye..' returned
Mrs Mcclure. simply. Me standln
here a. him in the doorway. right
feminist me. holdln' Katy by the arm
an me lo1lin him in the eyes. He
sez. se2 he. Don't let me ketch yo
doin that agin. sez he: ard with that
he gave her a slap and a shove IN
ihen he goes oil with grin on mis-
aely pug Au me s'audin here
where ] am this biersel minutes An
poor Katy cryin' ft to break her bearf
an frightened Hike a hare. an could
not tell what happened, am SO !
hushed her up wild drop of whiskey
an put her asleep, as ye see her
now
During this impass.0ncd and tragic
recital Mcclure stood twirling his
hat; at its conclusion he clapped 1t
on his head and spat on the palm Of
his hand
Struck Katy. did he? The dirty
scut, Took It out OH the child be-
kase he daren't face me. haven't /
tould ye a hundred times them Me
Girnises we're spawn Of the earth
rs well known in ireland. they are,
for towards He's a Sligo man an
I'm fro Roscommon, but III show
him that + the better man DO ye
happen to know whether McGlnnis is
at home Just now2'
After the manner OF her sex and
station Mrs McGuire was now alarm
ed ut tue tempest she had raised
There was a look on her husband S
face that spelled murder and she re-
ca'led with spasm Of fright that
only last weel, the shoemaker in the
basement had entered OH a twenty
years term in jail for killing Gus