Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1911-02-23

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uncle's vet"
They passed out Of the Bowery and
turned into Twelfth street, Most OF
the houses still had their eyelids shut
in sleep. But in the middle of the
first block there was one house which
showed some faint signs of life. Above
the wide window, in all the glory of
red and gold paint not yet faded, was
the legend. This Is Alexander the
Greats" Inside. it's face turned to-
ward the glass. was a big framed
blackboard covered with pictorial adj.
vertisements Of various dishes, done
In challzs of violent hues. while from
a gilded strip of cornice depended
large squares Of cardboard clarifying
Alexander the Great and his system in
lettering Of black and scarlet.
Yesterdays show" explained Bill
my work. the whole lot. The cards
last out the week. but the meenoo on
the blackboard's new every day. l tell
you, it takes brain work! Hurry I'D,
chum. I'm late"
They went in. passing directly into
a room fitted up as a restaurant. The
walls were painted with lurid repre-
sensations of Alexander the Greats
battles, the costumes and scenery hav-
ing been studied more with a view to
sensational effect than accuracy of his
torical detail.
"My idea," said Bill proudly. Got
II from tho - o,o. 4l,o 49,. r
passed by that first day. Came to me
like Il shot. And then I thought of the
picture meenoos. When they're goin'
to have rabbit, give 'em a rabbit nib
bin a bit Of lettuce-make it realis-
tic. When they're goin' to have punkin
pie, just make their mouths water
only to see it's portrait in the window.
so they've got to walk in and eat a
chunk of the old original, if it takes
their bottom nickel. Now, while 1 work
like heat lightnin' you amuse yerself
examinin' my shay doovers."
Alexander the Great Fights Fair"
announced n dangling caro- in the
window. alexander the Great Wins
Every Time" alleged another. Alex
ander the Great Gives Great Grub"
Dine at Alexander the Greats and
You Dine Like a Prince" "You Get
From Alexander the Great For 25c.
More Than You Get Anywhere Else
For q Dollar" And so on, one glowing
eulogy after another, all around the
window.
Loveland had warmed himself thor
oughly for the first time since leaving
the Waldorf and had lost his disguised
sense Of the close atmosphere when
the big red clock struck Z. At the
same moment some one pushed aside
the door curtain and came into the
restaurant from a passageway at the
back. Val turned his head and saw a
very handsome. very untidy young
Jewess.
The girl came in yawning, but at
sight Of Loveland her languishing,
almond shaped yes opened wide, and
a lovely carnation stained the peachy
sallowness of her rounded cheeks.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, catching to-
gether her unbuttoned wrapper at the
throat and taking a step backward to-
ward the door. Suddenly she looked
naughty and a little defiant. II didn't
know anybody was here, except Bill.
We don't open till 1870. People don't
come in this early. But if you
'Thank you. I'm afraid I'm not a
customer said Loveland, pulling off
his cap and flushing a little with en-
barrassment for himself and for the
girl.
"This gents me friend. His names
Gordon-P. Gordon" explained Bill.
The girl laughed. self consciously,
pleased, yet half suspicious of the
handsome young man who had paid
her the compliment of taking off his
cap. She was not used to men who did
that, even for pretty girls like her.
Il must trespass on your hospitality
for a few minutes" Val said hastily,
until MI. Willing has time to help me
carry out my plans for the day. When
he's finished his work.
"You amt in any ones way here,
I'm sure" returned the young woman.
still eying the mysterious stranger
aloofy, but with admiration.
'aThis is Miss LIZZIE, that l. told you
Eabout." announced Bill in his best So
ciety manner. 1.-The boss daughter"
The girl bowed as she had seen
heroines do on being introduced to he
roes in plays at In adjacent melodra-
matte theater. "How often must / tell
You. Bill, not to call me Miss Izaie?'
Miss Isidora. il you please. / hate
lizzie" And she glanced out Of the
corners Of her long, almond shaped
eyes at Loveland. You're an actor.
amt you. Mr.. Gordon?" she asked.
mo. I'm not" replied Val. ~stiffening
slightly.
Excuse me If I've said the wrong
thing cooed the girl in her soft
tones. 81 didn't see how Bill come to.
have a swell friend unless twas an
actor. But ! must go. only came
down like this. Bill, to have a look
hound for ma. because he's sick with n