The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1914-01-03

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it at her. Then he added to II a
white carnation and held both up,
Finally, after much searching
he found blue violet, and with a
little air of triumph extended the
red, white and blue cluster. Tilly
smiled again, showing her small
teeth, and nodded vigorously.
"She looks like Botticelli's
Spring." said the woman in the
box. How exquisitely proper
toned she is, and look at her feet !!
Did you ever see such beautiful
feet?"
The younger man said nothing,
but he bent forward, watching
Tilly.
"She looks quite-nice, too"
The woman again: what a hor-
rible place for her to bel"
The older man laughed and sig
nailed the waiter for more cham
payne. Zone sees those things in
Europe" he said tolerantly.
These cabaret girls are all alike
bad clear through. But some
of them are like that-little
devils with the eyes of saints"
lilly looked across again. The
kindness in the younger man s
eyes had not faded. And now he
called the Kellner and pointed out
a broken wineglass on the dane
ing floor. The Kellner bowed and
departed. A little wave OF
warmth and well-being stole over
Tilly's lonely heart. Someone was
solicitous for her-someone who
wished nothing of her, who did
not leer but smiled.
The Cossack dancers had fin
ished. Their athletic dancing re-
ceived seant applause. The crowd
stimulated to the highest point,
desired an appeal to its senses,
reused with wine. Tilly padded
down the steps in her bare feet
and stood with her arms poised,
waiting for the music. And as
she stood, the American flung the
tiny red, white and blue nosegay
to her. She stopped and picked
1t up.
With the flowers in her hand,
Tilly danced, danced in her thin
short skirt and her bare legs. To
the sensuous Hungarian music
lilly danced again the virginia. lit
tie dance of her early days at the
Bal Tabarin, looking, as she did
1t, like cool spring come again in
the midst Of hot, voluptuous sum-
mer.
And when she had finished,
without a glance at the man in
the box. she gathered her rouge
and her broken mirror from un-
der the bar, and disdaining Vein
myers fury she shook the dust
of the Bal Tabarin from her feet.
lilly slept late the next morn
ing. She crawled out into her
cold room and put handful of
coal in the tile stove, lighting It
with kindlings the size of matches
and bit OF paper. Then she
went back to bed until the fire
should make an impression on the
temperature of the cold room, and
sitting up, with her ulster around
her shoulders, she examined her
feet.
They were covered with
scratches from the rose thorns of
the night before, and one toe had
been badly cut by glass. Not only
that, but streak of. red ran from
the toe up to the arch of Tilly's
foot. Tilly looked at it in dis
may.
Wouldn't that scald your she
demanded, plaintively, aloud.
The flowers and her bad foot,
and not having had her coffee
yet, which Is enough to make the
strongest soul pallid. got rather on
her nerves. She put the egg in
side the stove to cook, and then
she sat down, with her ulster over
her nightgown, and looked the
said pallid soul In the face. She
had been fool, and she knew It.
II she had pleased Wsinineer
last night, he would have looked
after her until her foot.got better.
Tilly crowded shoe over her
hing foot, put on her ulster,
gathered up her shabby little
muff, and limped out. She had
not q krone to her name, and she
iw1s-Tv s,ktsIes y sitis. suffitient mum:
Der a mflo1--1omoWhere In the
thoukAudsfrom home.
She went 20 the Prater that az
tcrnoon, and sat on q bench
watching the carriages 20 by.
At dusk an officer In uniform,
sauntering by, stopped and looked
at her. Then he said something in
German; Tilly was glad she did
not understand. She looked past
him frigidly, and he he went on,
struggling his shoulders. He had
only asked her II she was cold,
and would like a cup Of coffee. but
lilly was In arms against the
world.
At ten o'clock that night Tilly
limped to the Bal Tabarin and