Fitzgerald leader enterprise and press. (Fitzgerald, Ben Hill County, Ga.) 1921-1964, 1922-01-26


"God! ~ Just Amt Got the Eyes
No More"
IRON in The fame, makes you src h,,.'
Miss Wortc nodded and lu- ii atr
eyes as if he would pres hach d.
tears and let them drip inward
yes, know / know"
Sure Here. femme do il 100. '...
won't stay out late. dcatic
eyes are bad. We're only go.n "t., 49,.
a little spin"
Miss WOrte lay back on j., IN
hcdSpread aud turned her ian
wall.
Il should worry If you come home or
If YOU don't-all the comfort you are
to me-"
you say that to me many more
times and you watch and see what do ;
You watch and see"
THE sooner the better"
In the act of tiuting the soft ruche
about her neck, so that her fresh little
face rose like bud from it's caIyx.
Miss Barnet turned to the full length
of back which faced her from the
bed.
That's the way feel about it
the sooner the better"
"Then we think alike"
You amt been such holy saint to
me that ! got to play up to you for II
all my lie. You only raised me be
cause you had to. | been working for
my own living ever since / was so lit
tie had to lie to the inspectors about
my age"
That's the thanks get; that's
'Aw, Eknow all that line of talk by
heart, So you don't need to ram 1t
down me. You gotta quit insnuating
about my ways to me. I'm as straight
as you are and"
You-you-take off that ivory-hand
hreastpin; that amt yours"
Sure I'll take ii off. and this ruche
you gimme the money to buy, and this
red bracelet you gimme-and every
old thing you ever gimme, Sure III
take EN- all of | wish | could take
off these gray-tOp shoes you paid Il
dollar toward and | would too, if
didn't have to go barefoot. It's the last
time | borrow from"
Jaw, you commenced that line of
talk when you was ten"
Il mean it"
We'll, If you do, take off them gloves
that bought for myself and you
begged right of my hands. Just take
'em off and go barrhanded with your
little headed friend; maybe he can
buy"
You Oh. IL wish | was dead |!
I'LL go barehanded to SNOWFALL
feast rather than wear your duds
There's your old gloves there,"
Tears were streaming and leaving
their ravageS on the smooth surface of
her checks.
Il just wish IL was dead"
"Aw, no, YOU don't! There's him
now, with horn on his auto that
makes a noise like the devil yelling
There's your little rat-eycd, 'low-livcd
fellow now You don't wish you was
dead now. do you? Go TO him and his
two divorces and his little round head
That's where you belong; that's where
girls on the road to the devil belong
with them kind. There he is now, wait
ing to ride you to the devil. He don't
need to honk-honk SO loud he knows
you're ready and waiting for him."
Miss Barnet fastened on her little
hat with fingers that fumhled
'Gimme-the key"
Jaw, no. you don't. When you come
home tonight you knock; no more tip
toe. night-key business like last time
/ knew you was lying to me about the
clock"
You gimme that key | don't want
you to have to get up, with all your
kicking, TO open the door for me. You
gimme the key"
IF you wanna get in this room
when you come home tonight, you
knock like any Self-respecting girl
amt afraid to TO-"
~ -oh--your With a shivering
iutaSe of breath Miss Barnet flung
wide the door. Slamming it after her
until the windows and the blue-glass
vase on the mantelpiece and Miss
Worte, stretched full length ON the
bed, shivered.
Two flights down she flung open the
front door. There came from the curb
the bleat OF siren, wild for speed.
She stood for moment in the EN-.
braSure of the door, seeming.
DO need my heavy coat, Jerry?"
The dim figure in the tonneau, with
his arms flung out their length across
the back of the seat moved from the
center to the side
NO, you don't. Hurry up. I'll keep
you warm il YOU need coat. Climb
in here right next to me. Peachy Now
didn't | say WAS going To keep you