Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1922-01-12

that fresh Mamie Grant gets you ac-
quainted with are muchy much. I'm
strong for the old rat-eyed sports like
Jerry Beck, that amt got d honest
thought IN his head. bet he gives YOU
the creeps, too, only you're the kind of
a girl. God help you, that's so crazy
for luxury you could forget the devil
had horns IL he hid 'em under auto,
mobile cap"
Sure am. | amt seen nothing but
shaving and drndging and pinching All
my life, while other girls are strutting
the Avenue in their furs, and sleeping
mornings as long as they want under
eider-down quilts. Sure. when q man
like Jerry Beck comes along with
carriage-check instead of subway
ticket | can thaw up to him like a
waterloo, and l amt ashamed of 1t.
neither"
Miss Worte withdrew her arm
sharply and plunged ahead, her lips
wry and on the verge of trembling.
'When girl gets twenty, like you,
it amt none of my putin no more.
Only l hope to God your mother up
there is witness that if ever woman
shaved to keep girl straight and done
her duty by her 1t was me. That man
amt got no good intentions by"
"Oh, amt you-ain't you mean
thinking thing, amt you? What kind
OF a girl do you think | am? If he
didn't have the right intentions by me
do you think"
"0h, | guess he'll marry you If he
can't get you no other way. A d.
vorced old guy like him, with couple
of kids and his mean. little eyes knows
he's got to pay up If he wants a young
girl like you. Oh, I-Ouch-oh-oh"
Dee Dee, take my arm. That was
only an ash-can you bumped into. Go
on, take my arm, Dee Dee. Here we
are home. Lemme lead you upstairs"
They turned In and up and through
foggy length of long hallway. At
the last and third landing an empty
coal-scuttle stood just outside a door
as il nosing for entrance.
Watch out Dee Dee, the scuttle.
Lemme go in first. Gee it's cold In
doors and warm out, amt 1t? Wait
till light up. Therer'
"Lemme alone. | can See"
You, with your feet on your library
fender, stupetied with contentment and
your soles scorching, your heart is not
black; ii is only fat. How can 1t know
the lean Formally OF the furnished
room? Chambermaids know 1t when
they knock thrice and only the faint
and nauseous fumes of escaping gas
answer them through the plugged key
hole. Coroners know 1t.
Sadie Barnet and Edith Worte knew
1t, too, and put out a hand here and
there to ailay 1t. A comforting spread
of gay chntz covered the sag in their
white iron bed; photograph or two
stuck upright between the dresser mir
ror and its frame, and tackled full fare
against the wall was Japanese fan,
autographed many times over with the
gay personnel of the Titanic stores an
nual picnic.
1hico NVitC nIpPpNo nCA uuA S0PO
from her shoulders. hung 1t with her
hat ON a door peg and sat heavily on
the edge of the bed.
God my feet
Soak EN-"
Miss Barnet peeled Off her shirt
waist. Her bosom. strong and fiat as a
boys, rose white from her cheaply
dainty under-bodice at her shoulders
the flesh began to deepen, and her
arms were round and full of curves.
Here. Dee Dee, I'm so nervous
when / hurry. You sew in this ruche
you got time before the supper-bell.
See, right along the edge like that"
Miss Worte aimed for the eye Of the
needle, moistening the end Of the
thread with her tongue and her fiut-
terlng fingers close to her eyes.
God I'll just amt got the eyes no