Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-06-08


Though you was bold
And said you would be true.
year ago you welded me
Oh, say, you be through!
Then cuddle me in them arms again
Like you used to do!
Eric's last note resembled wall, and as the fir
chord of the music reverberated through the pls
shuddered Then he turned the music sheet ov'
looked again at the cover, reading aloud from 1t:
"CUDDLE ME IN THEM ARMS AGAIN
YOU USED TO DO. Music by Lem Doyle, Ly1
Benny 'Brien, Authors of That Other High Clas
lad Knockout, | Love You the Same as | Did
with Whirlwind Success by the Sterling Artistes,
gan &, Burke, in the Fifty Thousand Dollar Prodl
'Rowdy- Down.
His hand dropped from the music and sank up
knee. He looked incredulously at the title pag
"Lord of Heaven Can such things be?'
But then, with courage that only another mi
of his equal in ideals could comprehend he seiz
other sheet of music and treated it to similar
ton. Then another, and another, till he had
tried them all. Whereupon he set upon the
sheet of ruled music paper and, with resolution fl
from his eyes. said:
at must be! Heaven help me and forgive me
LIE was busy for an hour, now setting down r
- half dozen bars of notes., now testing the eff
a chord or two the keys, now placing written
beneath the notes. At length he drew the doubl
at the end of line, and turned back to the begi
In hushed voice, with his foot pressing the soft
as JnOugn ne 1eaTeQ TO let even ill1llSeu
as he played, the following:
A maid so sweet and innocent
Was strolling down the street,
When she handsome millionaire
Quite suddenly did meet.
She smiled at him modestly
From out her proud blue eyes,
And much attracted by her face
He answered in SURPRISE
Il gotter hand it to YOU Kid. asszs
You're all the goods. can see. -
got money, kSs
So be my honey, $500
Oh, say that you'll marry me. EEsf&a<
There's little church round the corner
Where can be welded at two,
Then We'll cudde and spoon -
On honeymoon. -
Cause l gotter hand it to you'll
In the polished front of the piano
he caught sight of his reflection and
he blushed the color of the instru-
ment's rosewood case. But having ~.
gone thus far nothing could stop him,
and he quickly set down a second
stanza under the first narrating the
further adventures of the couple who
had met in SO informal manner
how, in after years, when her golden
hair had turned silver, and they were
both old and tottering, nevertheless
his love was as strong as ever, and on
summer evenings, in the light of the
stars, he would clasp her fondly to
his heart, and say "them same old
words of yore, i gotter hand it to
you Kid!'' etc.
He wrote the title on the first page
and underneath it, "Music and words
by" He crossed out words, and
in the fashion of the models before
him, substituted lyrics" but he could
go no further. 1t was impossible for
him to write "by Eric Davenant7
after it. He must adopt nom de
plume.
He had sudden idea, and he
smiled in savage satisfaction. He
would saddle his monstrous child upon
his bitterest enemy. Whom did he hate
and despite beyond all the world2
Himself! At last he remembered
Richard Reilly.
Back in the home town Richard
Reilly had been the bully. Eric re-
membered him, how he used to steal
his toys, and slap his face, and muddy
his clothes. Then, as they grew up, and
Eric became organist in the church. ~
Richard Reilly was the tenor in the 60