Arizona republican. [volume] (Phoenix, Ariz.) 1890-1930, 1911-06-11
POLLYOOLY AND THE LUMP
Copyright. 1909. by tha Pearson Pub
fishing Company.
BY Edgar Jepson.


'Pollyooly has routed your yellow
pet" said the Honorable John Ruffin.
How clever of you! However did
you do it?" cried the Esmeralda.
by the intensity of her forbidding
gaze," said the Honorable John Rufin.
1t soon grew plain that Diego Perez
had come to England in pursuit of
the Esmeralda; and he became her
yellow shadow. He took up his abode
at the Savoy; and she hardly ever
came out of her rooms without find
ing him, bowling and smiling with a
conquering air. somewhere on her path
to the street. He was always at the
stage-door TO greet her as she came out
after her performance. Did she lunch
or dine at a restaurant, he sat gazing
at her in his passionate Way. Every
day he sent her flowers, to her rooms
and to the theater; sometimes there was
bracelet or a ring with the flowers;
always there was a note, ill-spelled
perhaps, but very passionate. Some
times among the passion was an invita-
ton TO lunch or dinner; sometimes an
invitation TO accompany the adoring
writer 10 a warmer climate and dwell
in a palace. Every time he got word
with the Esmeralda he preferred this
petition orally, sometimes producing
from his breast-pocket special mar
riage license he had procured against
her succumbing to his yellow charm.
The Esmeralda was as an icicle to
him. She returned his flowers, his
jewelry, and his notes. She broke
away from him in the middle of his
passionate protestations. At restau-
rants she never gave him glance.
But there was no discouraging him;
he was plainly under the deepest-root-
ed conviction that a woman must sue
cumb to a series of frontal attacks.
His perseverance was not without its
effect. Ii compelled the Esmeralda
to be always talking Of him, to Polly
dolly, TO the Honorable John Ruffin, to
other admirers who could not long re-
main ignorant of that yellow. passion
ate presence. He was getting on her
nerves.
It's really getting awful" she said
TO the Honorable John Ruffin when her
large round admirer made his first
sudden appearance in the little Soho
cafe.
If ne goes on sticking TO it like
this, you'll have TO marry him to get
rid of him." said the Honorable John
Rufin.
IL wouldn't marry him for one Of
his silly palaces in every country in
the world" cried the Esmeralda.
Why. he'd probably murder me out Of
jealousy before we'd been married a
week Look how he scowls when he
sees me with you-with anybody"
YES; I've noticed that the presence
of Pollyooly affects him painfully"
said the Honorable John Ruffin pens
lively And those scowls do belle that
tender heart OF his about which he
writes TO you"
Its all very well 20 laugh" said the
Esmeralda uneasily. But I'm getting
nervous. He won't go on in this peace
full way much longer | know he
won't I've heard stories about him"
The Yellow Peril" said the Honor
able John Ruffin. But | do wish |
could think of some way of Kidding
you of him without a row-which
would be very pleasant for me, but
very unpleasant for you"
eff you have a row with him. III
never speak to you again-never." said
the ESmeralda with a note Of acute
anxiety in her tone. Hes really dan
gerous."
"Oh, come. we're in London. and the
Twentieth Century" he said in reas-
surfing tone.
"A lot he cares about the TWEEN
tieth Century," cried the Esmeralda.
We'll, we'll, let it be a warning to
you, Pollyooly. l have noticed a dis
position on your part to grow up
beautiful. Let this break you of it,"
he said solemnly.
Yes, sir" said Pollyooly. "Tll try"
Suddenly the Yellow Peril, as they
now called him, disappeared. For
week they saw nothing of him; and
the flow of votive offerings ceased.
But for all this complete cessation Of
the persecution, the Esmeralda re-
manned uneasy.
A week later she and Pollyooly
came out of the Varolium to find no
admirer awaiting them. They got into
her motor brougham; and she called
10 Inc uIlhtI W ldht lutlu " Nl6
pie The Esmeralda talked away with
her usual cheerful animation, until it
struck Pollyooly that they were long
while coming to the Temple, and, look
ing out, she saw that they were in a
street strange to her.
Hes going the wrong way. And
how fast he's drivingi" she said.
The Esmeralda looked out of the
window; and then she touched the
electric bell in the front of the
brougham. The driver took no notice;
and the brougham went faster.
"Whatever's the natter" cried the
Esmeralda, Juggling at the window
strap. The man must be drunk"
The window did not stir She tried
the door, then the other door, then the
other window. None of them stirred.
They were fastened in.
Its that brute Perez! He's carry
ing us off," cried the Esmeralda in
sudden flash of enlightenment.
II Diego Perez was not carrying
them off. some one else was. for the
Esmeralda pressed the drivers bell
and raped and raped on the window
to no purpose. He took no notice;
and the brougham pursued its swift
course.