Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1917-02-10
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gathering. While they yelled aud
wrangled a patrol wagon rolled into
the street ami backed up to the curb.
The reserves tumbled out. A second
: wagon was on the way UP.
The police began 10 hustle every
body toward the wagons. Gloria was
willing enough to leave the place. but
the thought of taking 81 ride in the
patrol wagon was absolutely infolera-
Bile. When an officer tried 10 shove
her along she brushed his hand from
her arm and snatched OF his hat. cry
ing: Take off you hat when you
speak 10 me-"
The officer was enragcd, then amaz-
: cd. He picked UP his hat. put IL
on, took II of. and then bowed Ia her
In mock po~litencss. 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 then
the officers descended.
As Gloria sat in the wagon clinging
10 Itoyce's arm and shiyering with
shame, IA blowzy female with n 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 a little deeper. but
she was thankful for the hint, n said
so. She advised Royce TO do the same.
and she sat about trying TO imagine
n good nom de patrol wagon.
Ii was wasted energy for, though
she didn't know Il. she was going right
back To the night court she came from
going as n guest and not as a spec
tator. AT that moment the police wires
were notifying Judge Freeman that ell
raid had been made and a load ~ pris
oners was coming. The courtroom wasI
empty. The attendants were yawning
The Judge was sentencing a young
pickpocket. He dismissed court. rose
and went TO his retiring room.
Gloria's father was there. impatienily
looking ut his watch and wondering
where on earth his daughter was. He
had searched for her In vain and re-
turned TO the place Of her disappear
ance-
The Judge was taking of his robe
when the attendant called him 10 the
telephone. He listened. nodded his
head, put up the telephone and turned
t. Pierpont:
We have 10 wait a little while.
They have just raided an east side
dance hail."
Pierpont looked at his watch for the
unnumbcred time and paced the floor,
hummiug: 20. Where Is My Wander
ing 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
snuEgled close to him for shelter. He
was very tender with her. She re-
coiled, remembering and said:
20. | forgot I'm not speaking "a you
any more"
Royce tried 10 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. A out !.
Gloria recognized where she was. She
did not know whether 10 he glad or
sad now that she was coming into
Judge F'reeman's power.
The prisoners were hustled down an
allcyway and through an iron door
and upstairs like frightened sheep.
Then they were herded into a big room
If evil odor and appearance. Gloria
covered before the disgrace Of being
one Of the common victims of the law.
The law looked different to her from
aere, and she felt almost n sympathy
for the disreputable crowd that had
been gathered in with her.
Then she saw Frank Mulry. She
had forgotten his existence. To say moth
ing Of the fact that she had abused
justice and asked the judge 10 detain
him. Mulry had not seen her when
she whispered to the judge. The sight
of her now MS one Of a huddle of such
wretches made him question his eyes.
lie had fed from the SHOWS Of
Wcstchester to the palms Of Florida
To escape her, and back again, only TO
he caught In n cell as n fellow prisoner.
But Gloria forgot her WI dubious
position in her triumph. She advanced
on him and murmured: And now.
Mr.. Mulry, l have got you at last /
want Ia have a few words with YOU.
"Sit down. he said. offering her a
place on a bench.
NO. thanks" she answered. lie
rose. anu she demanded:
What do You know about poor MIR.
Frencau'S death that YOU are afraid
to tell me?" INJURY could not escape.
She would not relcnt. why did he
deceive me as 10 where he was going?
Where was he actually going?'
Then. in that strange place, inSpira-
tion came 10 Mulry, and he spoke the
beautiful lie ne had not been able TO
think Of before. He said:
Miss stafford. poor Dick had moth
Ing d~ishonorable 10 conceal from you
lie was i'll. His doctor told him he
must have an operation for appendi-