The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-08-30
The Girl With The Jazz Heart
 BY ROBERT SHANNON
CHAPTER VH

To4llHiaie.
 The eyes Of Maud Smith lighted up and began to gi.sten.
 'tAnd ride with it in your face,' she said. fIt's wonderful to swing into saddle about five in the mersaing when edge ee the eartk.''
 At five o'clock in the naernsn' s asked Kittie. aghast.
 "1tss wonderfully
 "No& for me- I might stay up till five, but I'll never get up at i've
 'rYea said ft.'' Frederseks ocn- cared. ~you've told the whole story' sisteI> That goes double"
 A trace of . worried little frewn was on Kietie's brow as she turned to Sprogget.
 +rWtat sort Of a place Is this Okla hoT4a out tlleres Miles2''
 "Ea the oa feids there are no fr4lls. Some Of the camps are what yoql might call rough and stf1l-well,' he waved his hand in general indica- ton Of the whole Swanheimer estab- Hshzaa eTt-"it's just about the opposite Of this sort of thing, if that explains Somehow there's more kick to it." As she spoke he thought he caught slight shudder in Kitt!e.
 r'Sslre5 that's your hones" F1'eder- icks agreed. ~But don't get old Broadway wrong. There's plenty of kick here. You got to keep pulling new stuff to get by here. and take it from me. it's a fast game. Some or the fastest thinkers on earth cavor1 right around this locality. I've seen tenl take a shoe string and run It up | to a boot factory" Kittfens bosom rose and fell ~Broadwaya'' she breathed. why, it f17,t TnJAoe on eaTthl'
 There was an eruption Of the Jazz band, the 6raszy blurt of many instrss- | ments and the drums beating with | the rapid cadence of ton1-toTns. Maud Smith and Sprogget looked upon the l scene, and both were conscious ot | some light excitement The floor filled l quickly with swinging dancers who caught up the savage beat Of the music and relfeked away into the maze
 Kftt4e's face responded to her emo- lions and a. flush was creeping Into l her cheeks.
 ~Oh, boy!" she said In reverence, i -IAsten to 'erea and look at 'en.'' ~tIt sure outs a, jingle and a JIngse l In your fee4,' Fr'ederteks exclaimed. Sprogget looked keenly at the litsre telephone operator ":L4Sste4a, dears'' he ssa1d. sDoes this sort Of thing mean so very. very much to you?~
 <ssproggae, itss born In me-" she ! told him. s<I guess I got a rag-tiue soul and a jazz heart. Maybe you don't understand what meal-or how feel. There's just soInethin' i'm | side me that wants to bust out. I can't explain it.''
 He nodded and parted her hand 1 lightly
 -I understand, little girl Of course we don't have anything Ike l this in Ok1ahonaa-yet- Maybe it'll | come"
 well, I'm glad it's you and no, me that's bound for the wilds,'' Fred ericks remarked. ~I don't think either of us could stand it long in 8 | no mans land like that. could we, little dady?" Couldn't stand at," she cried '-Pve got to stand it. I suppose we've got to live out there" Sprogget smiled on her as though l she were a child ~Certainlys-for several years more at least You'n like it when you get used to it. It may be pretty dull for the first three or four years, but ir | time"
 Flows this2~ Frederic6s demand ed in cnnsternation- Whats she go- ing out there for2''
 I'm the hrides" Kttie told him simply
 For a moment he was incredulous Why I thought-I supposed it was 1 the other girN'' He looked from Kit tie to Maud to Sprngget in bewilder- m ent-
 Maud Smith laughed a mirth1ess laugh That's truly humorous" she said
 | "Whatever made you suppose such a ridiculous thing?"' l Fredericks rubbed a hand across l his forehead
 '1t's like transplanting a flower from a hothouse to a prairie,'' h. said | Don't misunderstand me, MT. Sprog- get, but this little lady belongs righg here in New York;
 Nevertheless. she's going West, Sprogget replied calmly Love | doesn't know anything about state 1 boundaries and we're both in love-'' l Fredericks looked to Kitiie for con- drmatio1l, and she smiled wistfuMy. 1 Miles Sprogget is the boss. Tn all for him. and what he says goes.''
 Might have the honor of a jazz dance with the bride-to-be?" The | request was made directly to Sprogget Before her future husband could 1 answer Kittie was on her feet
 't1'll say we can, pal" she cried. | CHAPTER VIII
 Of Mice and Men. Again Sprogget and Maud Smitr | watched Kittie whirled away by 2 stranger. If the professional hac | !,