The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1914-08-29

the ,lnovln' picture joints.
II sat down Mt one side OF the old
pavilion and looked at the surf spread,
in itself on the old beach and thought
about the time ME and Norah Flynn
sat on that spot Twas before reform
struck the island. and we was happy.
We had tntypes and chowder in the,
ribald dives. and the Egyptian Sor.
ceress of the Nile told Norah out Of
her hand. while was waitn' in the
door. that 'twould be the luck OF her
TO marry redheaded gossoon with
two crooked legs. and | was overr,in.
min with joy on account of the allu.
sion. And twas there that Sorah
Flynn put her two hands In mine a
year before, and we talked of fats and
the things she could cook and the love
business that goes with such episodes.
And that was Concy rs We loved it
and rs the hand of Satan was upon it
friendly and noisy and your moneys
worth, with no fence around the ocean
and not too many electric lights TO
show the sleeve. Of u black serge cont
against u white shirt waist.
II sat with my back to the parks
where they hadp the moon land the
!. dreams and the steeplcs corralled and
.. lonsed for 1.-the old COMFY There
wasn't, many people on the, beach,
Lots Of them was teedln' pennies Into
the slot machines TO sec the 'iuterupt;
led Courtship' in the morin' pictures.
lands good many was ttaklnathe sea
lair in the Canals OF Venice, and some
was breathin' the smoke Of the sen
battle by. actual .warships in a tank
filled with real water. A few was
down on the sands cnjoyin' the moon.
light and the water. And the heart of
mic was heavy for the new morals of
the old island, while the bands behind
me played and the sea pounded on the
bass drum in front.
And directly got up and walked
along the old pavilion. and there on
the other side of 1t, half in the dark.
was slip of girl cryin' by herself
there, all alone.
ais it trouble you are in now. missT
says |. And what's to be done about
it?' I
"'Tis none of your business at all..
Denny Gatnahan.N saysSshe. sittin' lip
istraight And it was the voice of no
othssr than &orah sIilsan, 4.nEssE3Nttt.
"Then it's not, says l. .:'and--we're
dffer having a pleasant evening. Miss
Flynn. Have ye seen the sights Of
this newtG ones Island, then2. fSkt.}
~ have,' 'says she. Me mother and
Uncle Tim they are waiting beyond.
'Tls.a clesant4 esening, I've had. I've
secmall'the attruetions that be-
Fright ye are,' says | to ,Sorah;
and don't know when I've been that
ampscd! AAftGrdisportin 'Imeselfnmong
tho most Imaginable moral improve
mcnts Of the revised shell games / took
meseic to the shore for the benefit of
the cool air. And did ye observe the
Durbar, Miss Flynn
az did, says she, reacctin': but It's
not safe. I'm thinkln', to ride down
them slantin' things into the water
"'uow did ye fancy the shoot the
chutesT asks.
""True. then. I'm afraid Of guns.
says Norah. They make such noise
in my cars. But Uncle Tim. he shot
them, he did. and won cigars. IRIS
fine time We had this day, Mr.. Carna.
ham,
"'I'm glad you've enjoyed yerself,' !
says I suppose you've had a roarin
fine time seein' the sights. And how
did the incubators and the hclter 'skel.,
ter and the 'midgetsH suit tho taste
Of yeTnoian'jH1nH ,tt2h ''1GN s'h
"I-1 wasn't hungry says Norah,,
faint IhBut mother ute a quantity OF
all Of 'cm!i I'm that pleased with tile
fine things id the new Coney Island
says she, that it's the happicst day
I've seen in long time, attall.' vii
",.Did you see Venice" saysI. yh'
ave did, says she.a She WIS a
beauty. She was all dressed in red.
she was. with
"a listened no more to Norah Flynn.
| stepped up and gathered her in my
arms.
IT'S story teller ye are, Norah
Flynn, says I. 'Ye'vc seen no more
of the greater concy Island than !
have mcsclf. Come, now, tell the truth
-ye came to sit by the old pavilion by
the waves where you sat last summer
and made Dennis carnahan a happy
man. Speak up and tell the truth
"Norah stuck her nose against me
vest. ies.,,
"T dcspise it. Denny she says. half
cryin'. Mother and Uncle Tim went
to see the shows, but came down
here to think OF you. I couldn't bear,
the lights and the crowd. Are you
forglyin' me, Denny, for the words We.
had?
".HTwas me fault says l. 4 came
here for the same reason mesclf. Look
ut the lights. Norah,' says. turning