The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1912-12-21

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arguments with sneers and brutal
laughter; he put a stop to Christine's
applications with an oath that shock
ed and distressed her more than any
thing that ever had happened to her
In all her life.
Now. this ends itw he shouted. 81
won't hear anything more about II.
She's got to wear tights as long as l
say so. What the devils got into you
two all of a sudden? Lookee here.
Christine, don't ever let me hear you
make such a fuss as this again. By
thunder, I1l-Tn lick you. that's what
I'll do! I've never laid a rough hand
on you yet. I've allus treated you as
a kind father should. But don't drive
me to forget myself. You got to wear
tights and do this act as long as we
run this show. We
"But, father. please. II am getting
too big" sobbed Christine.
TOO big" he roared. Great Scott!
Why, you little whipper snapper,
you're just beginning to get big enough
to look well In EN-. Too big! Say,
you're Just getting a shape that's
worth noticin'. / suppose that peanut
a%ristocrat friend of yours has told you
1t amt swell or proper to wear tights.
He'll get his back broke some of these
days II he puts ideas into that silly
head of yours. Too big! Say, what's
the matter with you. Christine7 Why,
they're just beginning to talk about
what a fine shape
Thomas Braddocki- exclaimed his
wife ~furiously. The girl had dropped
down on n Of the seats, burying her
flushed face in her arms.
well, confound It." he mumbled,
vaguely conscious Of a shamed sense
Of the old manhood, IT didn't mean b
upset her like that. But lookee here,
Mary. / don't want no more Of this
nonsense about her doing a sidesaddle
manege act. She's a world beaten Mt
the other thing. I won't listen to this
guff. That ends 1t. You go on doing
this work with Tom Sacks, Christie.
I don't give a rap whether the Jenison
jay likes II or rot"
Christine sprarig to her feet. her face
convulsed.
81 shall ask Colonel Grand to help
me. He owns part of the show. His in
terest and mothers together are great
er than yours
"Christine!" cried her mother, stun
ned.
His face went grayish white; the
cigar hung loosely in his parted lips,
and a thin stream of saliva oozed from
the opposite corner. He tried to speak
but could not She unconsciously had
struck a blow that hurt to his inner
most, neglected soul.
"Irn show you who's boss Of this
show" he managed to a~rticulate at
last. Suddenly his knees gave way I'M
der him. He sagged heavily forward,
dropping to the board seat. With one
last desperate, stricken glare In his
eyes, he lowered his head to his arms.
A mighty sob Of utter humiliation rent
his body.
Mary Braddock hesitated for an in
slant, then impulsively laid her hand
on her husbands shoulder. A wave of
pity for this wretch surged into her
heart.
Don't, Thomasl Be a man! Every
thing will be well again, boy, If you'll
only make a stand for yourself. / will
help you'll will always help you, Tom.
You know r.
He shook or her plying hand and
struggled to his feet. Without a glance
at her or at their terrified daughter he
flung himself from the tent and tore
across the lot as though pursued by
demons. BY the time he found Colonel
Grand and David In the animal tent.
however, his blind rage had dwindled
to ugly resentment; the overwhelming
shame his own child had brought to
the surface shrank back into the mar
row selishness from which, perhaps,
it had sprung.
Five minutes before he had wanted
to kill. Now he was ready to com-
promise.
Grand" he said hoarsely, I'm go
ing to sell out-Pm going to get out of
this. I'm going to Cincinnati tonight
and look up Barnum's maj He's ready
to buy"
Colonel Grand eyed him shrewdly.
He could see that something had shak-