Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1916-07-24

was threatened with a back-handed
blow. Policemen had to act quickly
and vigorously in riots, and these Of
ficers were not accustomed to find
ing well-bred young women from
good homes in that quarter.
All the gang, men and women, in
GLIDING Moll, pointed to Royce and
to Gloria as the disturbers of peace
full gathering While they yelled and
wrangled patrol wagon rolled into
the street and backed up to the curb.
The reserves tumbled out. A second
wagon was on the way up.
The police began to hustle every
body toward the wagons. Gloria was
willing enough to leave the place
but the thought of taking ride in
the patel wagon was absolutely in
tolerable. When an officer tried to
shove her along she brushed his
hand from her arm and snatched off
his hat, crying: Take off your hat
when you speak to me"
The officer was enraged, then
amazed. He picked up his hat, put
it on took it off, and, then bowed
to her in mock politeness. Then
she went out very haughtily,
The whole crowd was rushed into
the two patrol wagons, except Trask,
who had hidden back of the bar
when the officers descended.
! AS Gloria sat in the wagon cling
ing to Royce's arm and shivering
with shame, blowzy female with a
long feather in her hat leaned over
and plucked her by the sleeve Gloria
WINGED. The crone laughed and
said;
| Don't give your really truly name,
dearie."
Gloria blushed little deeper, but
she was thankful for the hint, and
said so. She advised Rovce to do the
same, and she set about trying to
imagine good nom de patrol wagon.
1t was wasted energy for, though
she didn't know it, she was going
right back to the night court she
came from-going as guest and not
as spectator. At that very moment
the police wires were notifying Judge
Freeman that a raid had been made
and load of prisoners was coming
The courtroom was empty. The at
tendants were yawning. The judge
was sentencing young pickpocket.
He dismissed court, rose and went to
his retiring room. Gloria's father
was there, impatiently looking at his
watch and wondering where on earth
his daughter was. He had searched
for her in vain and returned to the
place of her disappearance.
The judge was taking off his robe
when the attendant called him to the
telephone. He listened, nodded his
head, put up the telephone and turned
to Pierpont:
I'VE have to wait little while.
They have just raided an East side
dance hall"
Pierpont looked at his watch for
the unnumbered time and paced the
floor, humming, 20, Where Is My
Wandering Girl Tonight"
The old crone had fallen asleep on
Gloria's shoulder, her hat feather was
tickling Gloria's nose. Gloria and
Royce looked at each other. She
snuggled close to him for shelter. He
was very tender with her. She re-
coiled, remembering, and said:
20, l forgot Pm not speaking to
you any more"
Royce tried to appease her. She
turned her back on him. She hated
him immensely, considering how
much she liked him. Then the wagon
backed up. The police yelled, "All
outp Gloria recognized where she
was. She did not know whether to
be glad or sad now that she was COM
ing into Judge Freeman's power.
The prisoners were hustled down ar
alleyway and through an iron dool
and upstairs like frightened sheep
Then they were herded into big
room Of evil odor and appearance
Gloria covered before the disgrace
of being one of the common victim:
of the law. The law looked differ
ent to her from here. and she fell
almost sympathy for the disrepu
table crowd that had been gathered
in with her.
Then she saw Frank Mulry. Sht
had forgotten his existence, to sa,
nothing of the fact that she hae
abused Justice and asked the judg'
to detain him. Mulry had not seer
her when she whispered to the jud &c
The sight of her now as one of I
huddle of such wretches made hin
question his eyes.
He had fled from the SHOWS o
Westminster to the palms of Florid;
to escape her, and back again, only
to be caught in a cen as a fellow