The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1915-02-21

~ station house and down DeShley street,
~ their brass buttons cleaning in the light
of the sunset. Opposite the little fountain
of the Cupid with the Clipped nose and in front or
Tim Courkys saloon the platoon halted and saiuted
the bent and twisted Widow O'keefe. standing on
her doorstep Had not the veteran Dan oheefe
been The most popular man on the force: In all his
life Dan had never made an arrest off his own beat
if he could help it made trouble for broth
er officer or refused lie for his friends
Out of the third story window leaned pair OF
cleaning gums, surrounding which was the pleas
ing high cheek boned face of the one who was
known solely as Marie. Sergeant Clancy stepped
convey the time of day TO the WIDOW
O'keefe Sammy O'Keefe a fine tall boy with
curly head. came 10 the door and gripped the hand
Of Sergeant Clancy with the grip of man.
suddenly the red gummed young woman in the
window frightened until she glistened and waved
a red hand energetically. the Widow Oheefe pun
twenty additional wrinkles of joyous welcome In
her countenance. young Sammy OKeefe straight
ened full inch and pinked with pleasure, sergeant
Clancy and the platoon Of the finest saued ana
looked their rough gentest and the last ray OF the
setting shot across on the cracked nose 'ullu
and Redeemed him into life
A beautiful young girl had come hurrying down
from the corner, her fur cap set jaunhly on her
wayy brown hair and a green taSsel dangling over
one ear She slackened her pace as she came In
sight OF all these friends and breathed sigh OF
relief She safe here And as If to reaSSure her
self she glanced back over her shoulder That had
become a habit with her of late The look of worry
swept instantly from her brow as her big eyes
turned shyly W. to the stawart platoon 4 friendly
pod and a radiant smile for each of the big police
men, word of inquiry for Pat Caseys little Mag
gle a wave of the trinity gloved hand TO Marie in
the window a sudden fash Of mischief as she prim-
" returned the salute Of Sergeant Clancy. pat on
the hand of Widow O'keefe, touch Of sivery
aughter for Sammy. and she had hurried up the
stairs.
Of no no
declared the Widow Okeefe.
shes lady" announced Sergeant Clancy with
deep conviction
I'll tell YOU sonnet him The widow inclined her
head confdentiay. :" did Sergeant Clancy. So
did Sammy. shes hdin' from some one, God bless
her"
oh, is She" And the officer of the law glanced
up at the third story window. 1t was vacant
Whoever it is. they're good"
They not And the Widow O'heefe collect
cd all her wrinkles about her lips.
shes safe here" asserted Sergeant Clancy and.
with a grin, ierked his thumb his shoulder to-
ward the stalwart platoon. She's in the midst Of
her friends. Good evenin. Mrs. Okeefe. Good
Cvenn', sammy"
He strobe across the street. Boys" said he, 'our
little friend up yonder don't want 10 be found Mel
Their does friend Marie
As one man the platoon glanced up at the vacant
third floor window and nodded. and at the word of
command they faced left and marched. Then, and
until then Officer Moran and OfIcer Ioole, the
pair in front dropped of the ranks and stood at
attention while the platoon passed between them,
and when the platoon had turned the corner they
wheeled side by side they marched into Tim
COurkyS saloon.
GOOD evenin'. boys. And what can do for your"
asked Tim Courky.
A glass of water, Tim" said Moran.
The same for me. Tim" said Officer Tooe.
It's a fine rvenin',' said Tim Courky, and on the
bar he set large glass of foaming yellow water
for Officer Moran and small glass Of rich brown
wafer for Officer TooIe
Marie at that moment brushing the shining
hair Of her beautiful young mistress, and both were
happy in that occupation.
I'oor dear Ned. How June did long for him!
Rut he must be patient. she must. They would
hr far. far happier when, earning her own living
She could 10 him Independently, exchanging love
for love. not love for charity.
Ned Warner at that moment was approaching the
little cracked Cupid of the fountain. and as he came
down angling Duck alley his mind was in a whirl
Of savage fury. Gilbert Blyei Everywhere that
Ned or his detectives had found a trace of June
they had found trace Of Bye! Even now the
sroundrcl WAS in this vicinity searching Ned
was for June. Or he following to join her?
Ned Warner clinched his fists, and his face black
rned with passion.
And bye? He only few rods away. He
was coming down diagonal Deshey street and he
was at about the same distance from the corner
Of Tim Courkys saloon Ned Duck alley.
From her third story window of the O'keefe house
June happened to glance out In the gathering dusk
she saw the two figures steadily approaching the
corner where they would meet under the light;
then rs Ned Warmers deadly clutch gripped around
the throat Of Gilbert Bye she would be able
ocnize their upturned faces!
1t was then that Officer Moran and Officer Toole
babe a pleasant evening to Tim Courky and strobe.
side by side. out of the door in the point of the
wedge Just as Ned Warner and Gilbert Bye ap-
proached the light Ned Warner with murder in his
heart and Gilbert Bye all unconscious of his peril.