Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1917-11-25

Seen Anna?" I asks.
"Anna?" says he. ''She should be SELF
ing tickets at the"
She was, says ], but lust now she's
upstairs in the hall"
. AT the meetin'?~ gasps Anton.
Anna? Oh. no."
Come. take look" saysL
ana, Tor once in his life. Anton got .
quick move on He don't ask me to fol-
low, but I trails along. and just as we
strikes the top stair we hears a rousfn'
cnser go up. l suppose any other time
h ma oeen barred out, but there's no
nooy 10 hold US up as we pushes
through. for every one has their eyes
giued on the little stage at the far end
No wonder For there, standin. m
before more than 200 yellin' men. is
thls nigh-coiored young woman
course, l couldn't get a word of IL
my PoIlsh education havin' been sadly
n n when /! was young. But Anna
SseHlS TO De tellin some sort of story
MY guess was that it's the one she'd
ninted at to me-about her father ana
orothers and sister. But this time she
Th 70 De THROWN in all the details.
Anna.s eyes now. 1t almost gave me a
creepy feelin' to watch 'em-as If she
was seem things again that she'd like
70 Lorget-awful things. And she was
things ZIG eAane
All OF sudden she breaks of. covers
ner lace with her hands and shivers.
n men, auick as flash. she turns and
points 10 Stukey. I caught his name as
sne misses it out. Stukey, turnin' a
slckiy yellow, slumps in his char An
other second and she's turned back To
t me men out front She is putin some-
from the shoulder.
IN, me mrs to MAKE a move is O sQuatty.
thlck-necked gent with one eve waIfcd
erc;tad Jumps on chair. shouts a few
L.
and starts for the stage businessiike
Inc next thing knew the riot was on.
with Mortimer ]. Stukey pIayin' the
neavy lead and bein' tossed around like
1t must have been Anton thai switch.
ed on the lights and sent for the noiiee-
1 Giant stop to ask. Bein' near the door.
ie,t my way downstairs and made a
puleh exit. Course. the ceremonies
PROMISED to continue interestin'. but
somehow this struck me a sa swell time
Tor me to quit. So strolls back to the
hotel and goes to bed
-, Yes. l was some curious to know how
the muss ended, but 1 didn't hurry
around next mornin'. AS a matter Of
iact. I'd enjoyed the society of the So-
oowskis quite lot durin' the past two
GAYS. and | thought I'd better stay
punch when they're stirred up-even a
kittenish young thing like Anna.
About noon / 'phoned the works and
iooiiu that iii was serene there. with
no signs of a strike yet
No. and I got a bunch there WON'T
be any. either" says L.
l was plannin' to linger IN Bridge.
port another day or so. but when the
afternoon paper came out I changed
my mind. Accordin' to the police court
reporters account, there'd been some
little disturbance in Warsaw Han the
night before. Seems a stranger by the
name of Stukey had butted into a u,ee,.
in of the Pulaski Social Club and had
proceeded to get SO messy that 1t had
been found necessary to throw him out.
Half dozen witnesses had told how
rude he'd been. includin' the well known
citizen. Mr.. Anton Sobowskf who own
ed the premises The said Stukey had
been a bit damaged but after he'd been
patched up at the City Hospital he'd
been promised nice long rest-thirty
days, to be exact
So jumps the next train back n
Broadway.
"Ah. lieutenant" says Mr.. Ellfna
glancin' up from his desk. "Ffnd anys
thing up there?"
''Uh-huh." says L His name vas
stukey. Another case of drawn ais
pay from Berlin"
.Hah!" grunts Old Hickory. b;tfrs
into his cigar. THE long arm again.
But can't you recommend somethingY.
"Surer says I. IF we could find n
pair of gold boots about eighteen but
tons high we ought to send 'em 70
Anna Sobowski."
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