The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1911-03-28

time friends, and be smiled in a pleas
ed manner whenever he caught her
looking straight at him.
For half hour this daily visit last
ed. Then he would glance at one OF
the nearby clocks. give her hand ii lii
tie press and harry back in the di
rection from whence he came. She go
ing ever toward Broadway again,
Spring merged into early summer.
and with the coming of warmer days
she appeared more fraii and dropping.
He was alarmed as he noticed her fail
ing health.
/ Once ne asked her if She wasn't
ready to give it all up and go back
home.n
Ne" she answered, but he detected
a shade of hesitancy in her voice.
The Irish cop also saw she was
"'lookin' bit piney" and felt genuine
sympathy for her. He pondered on
whom and what they might be. but.
failing of any reasonable conclusions,
dismissed them from his mind for
the time as a pair OF -'sintimintal i'd
l.jits"
| One day they were sitting on a
bench near the fountain. Two gaudily
sttired girls were coming along one
of the walks and must necessarily pass
them. Polly was immediately covered
with confusion and prayed inwardly
that they might turn into another
path
On they came. however. They were
of Il certain exaggerated type of chorus
girl with which the theatrical profess
sion is usually afflicted. In high heel
ed shoes they minced their steps, their
mats were enormous. their gowns were
extreme in fashion. and 10 effort had
been made TO conceal the fact that
compilations and hair were Of artificial
coloring.
:. Polly glanced away. assuming not
to see them, bnt her flaming cheeks
belied her pretense.
The girls snickered and coughed and
tried to attract her attention, looking
back until they were ont Of sight.
"Who are they!" he asked, his voice
sterner than she had ever heard il
before.
. "a couple Of students at the dramat
dc school," she replied. with forced in
. difference
as that the kind they are where you
are learning to be an actressE'
, 't0h, u few; not ALL Of course. You
see
'I'H 90 tomorrow and see for my
SELF he interrupted decisively.
And lie went
, The class in dramatic art. in quite
abbreviated skirts, was engaged at its
fencing lesson when the unannounced
visitor strobe into the room.
1t was big. bare place. the dingy
walls hung with cheap prints and
posters Of well known members Of the
theatrical profession. AT one end OF
the room was stage with tawdry
mismatched scenery and dusty fittings
an ugly and glaring example Of sham
representation Of art and genius.
The fencing class. comprised Of a
couple of dozen, a few of whom were
men. was distributed over the main
; floor at regular distances. A German
instructor. perspiring and voube in
his language, was calling out the
strokes and tuning because the class
had stopped and piled its attention OH
the newcomer Several of the girls
ogled him boldly. and the two who
had seen him with Polly in the park
CHANGED the remark:
''Polly's angel, Girls. that's Polly 5
angei~
He remained but a minute OF two
taking cool survey of the premises
the while He had nothing to say TO
the attendant who approached him.
He singled out Polly. and his gaze
rested steadily upon her for mo
ment She resembled a lily among q
bunch of carnations. though she was
blushing painfully at the moment
Then be retreated. slamming the
door after him with an expressive and
very arring bang
1t was nearly week before he Wis
tied the square again. She went daily,
and when he didn't appear al the
usual time she looked disappointed
the corners of her little mouth drew
down pathetically. and she went away
He had not called upon her nor even
so much as written.
81 thought they'd be havin' a fare
up purity soon." commented the cop
"They was too swate altogether to
last"
Then he came again. She was wait
ing. and he greeted her pleasantly
But there was a determined express
sion in his eyes that troubled her
peace of mind not little.
Polly" he said and so loud that
several Of the weary hoboes on the
benches woke up and looked around
you're going home with me tomor-
row."
Polly started.
Homer she repeated inquiringly.
"Home? Why-why, it's fully two
rooo+bc vof hoforo tho school cIococ