The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1920-09-01
e.: e.. 0. HENRY STORY ; ;s (, :

\ S{Vkv ~: i
was her hair golden. Tier -yes- was
softensd TO a yah" but Its quality
Of assent vas patent TO the mos,
Milesian ears. She stepped upon her
own train and blushed. snd--shs
smiied Into the eyes Of KID Muiiaiy.
And thcn. - the two stood In the
middle % the waved floor, the thing
happened 70 prevent which many
lamps are burning Nightly In many
ssudIos and ubrArte&
Out from the circle - spscsatorS
In the hall leapsd Fate In green
skirt. under the nom de gnerre Of
blaeker than Jet. she did not scream
or WAIVER. Most unwomaniy. she
cried out one oAth--the KIDS own
favorits oath--and in his own deep
voice. and then. while the Small
Hours Social club won't frantoaiiy 60
pieces. she made good her boast to
Tommy. tho waitsr--mAde good ~
far ~ the length at her knife blade
and the strength Of hsr arm psruait
ted
Ana nsxt 0ms uhs primai instinct
q setf prenaSvation--or wAs u se1f
annihiiation--ths instinct that scci
ETY. has grated on the natural
branchf
Lis ran cut ana Gown ne stress
witt and true ~ . woodstock flying
thru . grove Of sapiinsn At dusk
And then followed the big csy's
biggest shame. IL most ancient and
rotten surviving cAnksr. its pollution
and dlsGracs. Its blight and perver.
don. IL forever infafny and guilt
fostercd. unrcproved and cherished.
banded down from . ionx-sgc cen.
Ptury az the tas~st bafharity - the
Hue and Cry. Aowhere but In the
big cite. does u survive. ana here
most Of all. whore the ultimate per.
lection of culture. citizenship and al.
legged superiority joins. bAwhns. In
the chase.
They pu~ued--a shrieking mob OF
fathers. mothers. lovers and mAidcns
--howIlnx. yelling. calling. whistling.
crying for blood. Wen may the wolf
in the big city stand outside tho door
Wen may his heart. the gcuuss. fAI.
ter at the siege.
Knowing her way. and hungry for
her surocase, she darted down the
familiar ways until at last her feet
struck the dull soiidi,ysof the rostlng
pier. And then II was but . few
more painting stcps-and coed moth.
CT East River took Liz to her bosom.
soothed her muddy but quickly. and
settled In five minutes the problem
that keeps lights burning o. nights
In thousands Of pastorates and col.
lcgcA
"Two years. repeated Liz soften
dreams one has sometimes Poets
call them visions. but . vision IL
only dream In blank verso /
dreamed the rest OF this story.
thought was In the NEXT world
don't know how I rot there: I
tuHtttsG y h&tA bfoD Ntottlk OH kftt
Ninth avenue elevated of taking pat
ent medicine or trying TO pun Jim
Jeffries's nose. or doing some such
little injudicious stunt But. any.
how. there I was. and there was a
great crowd Of US outside the court.
room where tho judgments were go.
ing on. And every now and then a
very beautiful and imposing court.
officer angel would come outside the
door and call another case.
While I was considering my own
worldly sins and wondering whether
there would he any use Of my trying
TO prove an abb by claiming that 1
lived In New Jersey, the bailiff angel
came to the door and sang out
Case No. so.s52,743."
UP stepped n plain. ciothcs man
there were lots OF 'em there, dressed
exactly like preachers and hustling
us spirits around just like cops do on
earth---and by tho arm he dragged
whom. do you thinkY Why. Lixi
The court officer took her inside
and closed the door. went up TO
Mr.. F1y.Cop and inquired about the
case.
"A very sad one" says he. laying
the points Of his manicured fingers
together. AN utterly incorrigible
girl. am Special Terrestrial officer
the Reverend Jones. The case was
assigned to me. The girl murdered
her fiancc and committed suicide.
She had no defense. My report to
the court relates the facts In detail.
all Of which are substantiated by re.
liable witnesses. The wages Of sin
ls death. Praise the Lord"
The court officer opened the door
and stepped out.
Poor girl" said Special Terres-
trial Officer the Reverend Jones,
with a tear In his eye. 1T was one
OF the saddest oasos that I ever met
with. or course sha WAS"
Discharged" said the court Off.
Ger. Come here, Jonesy. First
thing you know you'Il be switched TO
the potpie squad. How would you
like to be on the missionary force