The Twin Falls times. [volume] (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1905-1916, 1915-01-26
PERILS OF PAULINE
Continued from Page 81

exactly pipeful, not an atom more
nor less.
Pauline was pacing the deck apart
from the others. In a pleasant dream
mess she was scanning the endless
azure of the hushed waters Her
thoughts roamed afar.
They roamed forward and backward
forward to the vague magic land of
adventure, where she was to win
treasure and delight, fortune and
fame; backward to big lovely, splen-
did house in New York City, where a
certain tall young man, with brown
unruly hair and shoulders broad as
a sheltering wall, must be pining his
heart away for her.
1t is so pleasant to know that some
one is pining his heart away for you,
when you are safely away from his
guardianship and amid the perils of
the Spanish Main.
Some one was whistling in the cabin
and Pauline paid no attention to it at
first, but as the tune suddenly shifted
to the very latest musical comedy air
Introduced in New York the night
she went aw ay--she became interest
ed Owen never whistled aud Hicks
she imagined seldom went to the
theatres.
The song shifted from whistle to
words
I'm greatly wicked person.
| If there's anybody worse, on
/ This terrestrial circumference Of guile
| Though | very broadly doubt IT'D
| should like to know about it,
| For ! want to be the blacklist thing
| on file.
I'm bad-mad-man, my dear,
| I'm liar and a flyer and flirty buc-
cancer.
I've done everything that's awful that
a human being can.
| I'm bad-ma-a-d man
THE bad man song from Polly
Peek-aboo' Harry and heard it only
| two weeks ago." unused Pauline.
She was puzzled How in the world
had the tune of the latest Broadway
hit struck it's way to distant Nassau
in such time? And who On the yacht
should be singing it? Moved by a
sudden whimsy, she stepped to the
door of the cabin and lifted her own
trained voice in the replying stanza of
the song:
Yes, from Frisco to Madrid, 20
| Never did good deed, did YOU?
Oh, l think it's fine for a man to be
so wild!
| They should be all Robin Hoody
For / hate the goody-goody,
And | longed to meet q bandit when
| a child"
You're bad-mad--man my dear,
You're hater and traitor and gall
liant cheyalier.
| But Of course, you are so shocking |
| must spurn you if l can.
| You're a bad-ma-a-d man."
| She was rewarded for her venture
only by sudden silence in the cabin.
Then quickly the whistling was re-
sumed. This time it was weird, nom
descript melody of the south seas.
| Pauline entered the cabin
There was no one there but the
cook In his dingy linen suit he was
standing at the table peeling potatoes
and whistling. He stopped as Pau
line entered. A tall, powerful man,
though of slouching posture, he bowed
deferentially.
mo like me sing-no sing" he sug-
gested
"On the contrary, l like it very
much. You sing very we'll indeed,
] Fflipo. Would you mind telling me
where you heard the song YOU were
just singing?"
big American man, up Nassau
he sing 'um. Very fine man big
fool daughter" replied iF'lipo.
you speak very good English when
you sing" remarked Pauline. why
don't you do it all the timer
The cook hesitatea He slashed
| ViCiouSly at q potato.
Speak good English all time-bad
English when sing?"
What do you mean?'
BOSS say: 'Filipo, you will please
make me a large cake this morning.
Put all your skill into the cake, FilipO,
for | have invited company Boss he
just sing. j talk good English. / say:
Bake fine good cake-nough said
"Oh | see you are scholar as well
as musician, Filipo."
mo scholar. Never read nothing but
cook book. Big American daughter
she scholar
81 thought you said she was a fool.
Same thing"
Pauline began to scrutinize half.
suspiciously this remarkable mental
but he kept stolidly at work at thu
potatoes, and his dark skin, his scrag
ely beard, his bagging trousers, up
turned over bare feet, his general di
lapidation of appearance, proved hin
nothing but the common derelicts 0
the languid islands.
"If you could peel potatoes instea
! of butchering them, there would be
little more to eat, in case we run on
+ of supplies, Filipo," suggested Pau
, line.
,, He turned on her frank America
grin For an instant the twinkle l
the keen blue eyes upset her. 1t wa
: so like the twinkle in pair of kee
8 blue eyes that wre supposed to b
figuratively weeping in far-off Ne
! York But instantly he changed hi
attitude.
mo like cookbook quit" he gruml
led.
"Oh, no indeed, Filipo, you must NJ
;, be offended | was just speaking
G Mr.. Owen this morning about raisir
your salary. But, tell me, why II
big Americans daughter was foo