Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1913-05-02

knew naught but that we were an or
dnary young man and an ordinary
yOung woman partaking of the re-
heshments of the after the theater
True it was of myself, that ordinary
mrt-but for the woman who faced
ne there was great difference. I
leaned across the table.
q can't help saying it," / had be-
gun, but you don't look like a de-
hcive"
She laughed, intellectually.
Perhaps that's the reason I've sue
eeied" she answered. Then sud-
denly she bent toward me, her eyes
flashing, the fire of enthusiasm, of the
hlnter, in her face. 81 know what
you're going to say" was added
that its no work for a woman who
bVes the things that a woman
should love; that it is work that will
make me old beyond my time and
make me forget the good things Of the
world Well?" she laughed. 1--WE
been at it nearly twelve years now,
and II it was going to make me old 1t
should have accomplished something
By this time And so, one guess as
70 ny age-?"
tried to be truthful.
"Twenty-four," l hazarded.
You missed it" the eternal wom-
an came forth in it's strength then
but won't tell you how much. You
see a person doesn't have to let
crime enter the soul, simply because
The business is that of crime tracking.
But there was a time once"
The eyes lost their softness. A
glitter, cold, steel-like, supplanted the
happy brilliancy. The diamond PEN
can't al her throat shook and shed
ioFth its sparkling radiance against
NE Brightness of the lights The
lands folded on the table, clenched
lard / noticed that the lips were
CaWn in straight line. / waited
md then:
When was that?"
The being of Alice Clement had
seemingly changed. There was bit of
enoFselessness in her face now, of
termination. Those flashing eyes
we're becoming colder and colder
II was the only time in my life, "
@e began, that l ever tracked a man
" revenge. More than one little
'asle turned up in that case, for 1t
Wy only gave me the vengeance !
Wusnt' but it proved to me that a
g1ah can be as brave as man; it
ro'ed TO me that I had the detective
~'unct-and it also, later on, made
4ahclpal detective of me. 1t hap
.s-ea twelve years ago, and that's a
uH long time, but when I tell the
sGF me true names will be changed,
~ locations will be renamed, be
'ooSSe-Well, Just because, that's all"
cue was still the woman, in reasons,
east. I waited.
lou remember that 1 laughed
asu you guessed at my age" she
san and one reason for that is that
ave out home a little daughter, half
m O'u as you guessed my age to be.
vn my entrance into the detective
4'u began that child was a baby in
Us And she went with me.
1ears before, my husband had
- slusged. He had been held up
uisnl' On a street on the West Side
~ es'Aea Gown, beaten and robbed.
soS - sven the face of the man who had
tsa,, 'ne Work-and that face burned
NJ into my memory with a per
n. ncy that l knew would never
that W cams "nen was s1'
II, -! husband had gone away on 8
n maj week, I remember. Since,
s, Seaed with a tone OF sadness In
hs. voice he has gone on a longer
H., 1ey from which he will not re
~ We We're not the most prosper
No. eiS0ns in the world then, and we
M ~ fiat near Chicago avenue
es,. ighoorhood was sQualid: there
,oa'. characters around us whose re
n LOT the law was not Of the high
4 A.. y was a street of mystery and
.. a'Aness and Of danger.
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