The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1914-11-08
THE TATTOO--By Richard Woshb,lrn Child


prove an alihi see?'
What been don'Y asks George.
ITS woman says Longst cet
Maybe you remember her-a skirt
named Ethel. You knew her. I've been
dom lot for her--a regular meal ticket
an ticket agency for her Flowers
candy, an a set OF furs she wouldn't
take.
"'Shc's been stringin me. see? She
got sore tonight an calls me some
names. We was in my office in the
Ba"'. cad building. Well, | was mad
after all l done for her | talks
Z back. an then she tells me she's just
! IN givin me a jolly an never would
merry me on nuthiu', and finally, when
| alks toward her, she slaps my face.
"'Im blessed If i can stand that. |
| be her up. see? She threatened To-
| D., warrant for me, an ! got scared
an beat hor up some more | lost my
| tcmpcr. When she come To | shut the
door an goes out. She'll max" good
on this. shc'u have me pinchcd. You
| got To I me out of town, seq
"Gcui-so Sian the Teller an his dla-
monds an his Her overcoat an goes
up so close to him he could smell the
violet water.
"'All right gays George. Get in
that racin' car the gray one.
For the first time in many a week
he rolls up his sleeve an holds the
TATTOO mark up to the light a. If he
didn't car" who seen him lookin' at il.
Then he Cr"nks the car an they starts.
"Just $50 feet from Pine Island
bridge. on the way to North Tlwney.
he stops his engine. The night was
dark. The in,erurban had just gone in
/ from its last trip.
"'Gct out says George.
'Somcth.n' broke asks Longstrcct.
"'Nou got to get out the big guy
says
80 Longstroet got out an, without
sayin' a word, George. pullin' off his
coat PUSHES on him like a load of
bricks. an he winds one set Of fingers
around the managers fat neck an set
EN- into 1t as the neck was "A lump Of
putty. an with the other fist he sledge
hammered the poor glnk until no NOR
sounds come out of him. There amt
sign ON him of a blow from anything
but lis. or a scratch except what
comes from the grip Of them fingers,
FINALLY the big Teller throws him up
against the board fence there an hrnk"
t"' ''P '"l'' Il" S'N'" VI ''HIl' 'PI'''''''
falls on the snow there The Teller
head was foppln' around as II 1t was
tied on to his body with sh"estrIns
an his arms was like two strips of fan
mel, an the body had about as mu'h
NE IN II as a str1hs oil spaghetti
"Then George sees the diamonds an
the bulge of the pigslNn pockethook an
he thinks maybe that robbery Is as good
Il motive as any So he takes EN-.
lookin' up an down the road for auto
mobile lights. An then he thinks Of
the girl he couldn't forget, an he wal
lops the thing in front of him again.
an picks up the body an Chucks it over
into the ditch an stands an listens To
the wind moanin' over them stretches
of salt marsh
"Ru, it's cold. an he cranks up the
car an turns her around an goes back
to the garage an puts his arm in front
Of one Of the acetylene lights an reads
over them letters T.. \. r.. an wishes
they weren't there. He knows he's got
to heat it. Maybe Ethel will tell what's
on his arm then there won't be "A head
quarters In the United states that
won't he looliiu for that mark.
well he was right"
The man had evidently finished his
story: the clock in Tulu station Clacked
away again vchemently.
HnNyelrs breathing had made itself