The Morning Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Okla.) 1919-1927, 1922-11-19

changed his tactics and tried to point
out TO her that such driving was danger
Gus. She might run over somebody.
She failed to be impressed.
"But you might be killed yourself"
he finally exclaimed, and with womans
intuition the headstrong beauty knew she
had the upper hand. She knew that the
handsome young officer had suddenly
developed an interest in her own safety
of life and limb that was quite apart from
his duties as a policeman. Women have
a way of telling such things.
Quick as flash she changed her tac-
tics and said coldly, in her best, up-stage
Bryn Mawr accent
'fYour last argument is gratuitous, |
am not afflicted with mania for per-
pe%uity."
Before the bewildered cop could make
head or tail of her words she pushed in
the clutch and slid away.
That night at police station a young
lawyer who had been to an Eastern uni
versity dropped in on a bootleggirg client
and was afte1ward waylaid by Nyburg.
"Say, Mr. Walton, went through high
school and got n medal, at that, but here's
something | can't make out. What does
it mean, this sentence: 4 am not afflicted
with a mania for perpetuity?'"
'I should say" said the lawyer, at
means don't care whether l live forever
or die now. A short life and merry one.
Something like that, anyway. l don't
care whether get killed or not, might be
a simple way to put it."
The sentence stuck in Nyburg's mind
1t worried him. 1t came to MIN in his
dreams, in which he saw the beautiful girl
he had stopped for speeding lying man
gled and dead in mass of wreckage.
Two days afterward she whizzed past
him again, this time with a CHEEKY wave
of her hand. Again he gave chase. This
time he had harder time to catch her.
Strange to relate-but perhaps not SO
strange after all, since policemen are hui
man and handsome young policemen are
as susceptible as any other males to the
charms of a pretty girl--he didn't say
word about srresting her or about broken
laws. He spoke out naively what was
uppermost in his own mind. He told her
he was afraid she would be hurt or killed
and pleaded with her to be more careful.
He pointed out that if she was not afraid
of death, there was also the possibility of
being manned or disfgured, of mutilating
and destroying her beauty.
$50 you think am beautiful" was all
she said in response to this second lecture,
and again she was off with wave and
smile.
For the next two weeks at intervals she
made that young policeman's life an in
ferno. Driving carefully enough at other
times, she always contrived to be going at
terrific speed when she passed this par
ticular young cop. a half-dozen times he
followed her, demonstrated, begged and
pleaded. By this time his sole worry was
over her own safety. He told her stories
of frightful accidents and smash-ups. He
pictured her lying MANNED and in pain by
the roadside. She enjoyed her power over
him and laughed in his face. He blurted
out the truth--that he loved her. He
begged her to marry him. Every time he
caught her speeding, instead of handing
her a summons he said, "Please marry
me-" Still she laughed and would say
neither yes or no.
Finally one day in desperation he said,
Look here; If you're allowed to go on
this way you'll surely end by killing your
self or getting in some dreadful smash-up.
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