Bisbee daily review., 1915-12-19

home after the nights gathered their
darkness carly.
One thing gave Jerry and Tommie
lasting pain.
Guild, working night shift at the
sac was on Main street one afternoon
in late November He met Mary Jones.
She spoke nicely and a sudden inspir.
alton came upon him. He invited her
into confectionery store. She paused
thought a moment. and accepted the
invitation. After they had partaken
/ of the offering Of the candy stores
menu, Guild had another inspiration
and invited Mary to 90 to the matinee
at the Regal. Again she paused and
accepted.
Mary enjoyed the show SIZE
laughed AID talked and appeared %
be having the best time of her young
/ life. When she finally bid Guild
good bye and started up toward some
place on School Hill. Guilds chest
expanded several inches. He actually
worked himself into a charitable
mood and spoke to Jerry Clarity
when he saw the Irishman later in
| the day.
OF course some kind friend Of
mirth and trouble informed both CIari-
ty and Kawson of the afternoon
events. It didn't nelp matters in the
I least
! Sunday night, when there is no
night shift, and after day Of leisure.
all Of the three suitors were eating
at Pinetto's. They were not together.
for long before they had ceased to-
4 be courteous to each other.
/ During the course Of the meal a
stranger walked into the restaurant.
/ He wore the latest in derby hats, and
/ carried a cane. He wore those new
| tangled shoes, with cloth tops. and
sported a diamond stick pin in his
tie He removed his overcoat and
took a seat at one of the tables.
Mary went to the table with the
set up, and asked him what he
would have. The man, Familiarity. en-.
tered into conversation with her. Had
he realized that three piercing glances
were pointed his way that travelling
man would not have been so familiar
but would have been strictly business
like in his dealings with Mary.
1 The drummer (for that is what he
must have been, as no other as fool
ishly dressed men folks come to Bis
bee and walk on Distilery Gulch)
presently got up, took his check and
made his way to the front where he
paid the bill and departed
Mary had disappeared within the
only box Pinetto had in his restaur-
ant. Jerry heard what he thought was
a sob and jumped from the stool
where he was absent.mindedly eating
his "ribber", entered the box
What's the matter Miss Mary"
demanded Jerry. He had no sooner
asked the question when Tommie
stuck his head in through the door
Of the box and it was closely followed
by Steve.
That man." sobbed the girl, that
man, who was Just in here, insulted
me"
That was enough for either of the
l
made for the front door. Each seemed
to be bent upon murder. And neither
one reached the door first. Just al
that moment each realized that he
personally wanted to have the plea
sure Of whipping the guy that in
suited Mary"
Jerry found his tongue first
81 guess / am big enough to attend
to this, declared he.
You amt got nothin' on me, was
Kawson's rejoinder while Steve, en-
deavored to push through the door
and out TO the street
Jerry's fist caught him in the back
of the head. There ensued what was,
to the diners at Pinetto's, that Sunday
/ evening the best row ever witnessed
on the Gulch. The door was small
and the three went into a heap. 1t
was better than a free-for-all, for
( they are usually caused by a mixture
Of Irish natures and whiskey. This
was a sober night. 1t was to deter
mine who should be Mary's champion.
J -haA9 hllNA uNl ty to anu came out
She begged and implored the three
to stop They We're engrossed with
the business on hand and if they
heard her paid little OF no attention
Pinetto's usual equal temper for
sock him when he saw his glass
pastry case smashed He welled and
begged the men to quit All to no
avail. He then took down the receiv-
er of the telephone and asked central
to send up some officers
In the meantime jerry had got to
his feet and, on the counter behind
Il him saw a lunch bucket It was no
time to argue the ethics of the mat
ter, He was lighting for the next
thing to his life He reached around
land missed the bucket but put his
hand into a custard pie that Pinetto
had just taken out from the broken
show case.
Jerry was not particular, however.
He put his huge fist around the pie
and bringing it up, much after the
fashion of a Mathewson delivery,
hurled il at the combatants on the
floor.
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