Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1922-11-17
Just a Woman
After All
By CLARA DELAFIELD
q. II. Megaern NeMspaper UnLonl


| intersection Of Ninth street and Ave
nue. ". PolicewOman Barnes was five
feet eleven, and her facial aspect
might have been summed up in the
adjective grim" Policewoman Barnes
was thirty-seven.
Though masculine, POlicew0man
Barnes was not uncomely. POlicewOm-
an Barnes had especially ap-
pointed by the mayor of Maryville to
uphold public morals, for a terrible
wave Of immortality had been sweep
ing over Maryyille.
Maryyille young women had been
seen with rouged faces and carmined
lips, although these were specially
interdicted by the police department.
An openWork blouse was believed to
be harbored somewhere on Main
street. But-What was worst of
ala kiss was reported to have been
heard in the Maryvile Memorial park,
though some claimed it was only be-
lated starting which had lost its door
key.
"POliceWoman Barnes, you are en-
trusted with the protection Of public
MORALS the mayor had said, as he
handed P0liceWOman Barnes her badge
Of office. IF YOU see a girl with an
unnatural complexion, take it off. Ar
rest her on the second offense If you
see an openwork blouse"
They've taken to jumpers, Mr..
Mayor" interposcd the mayors stenog-
rapher.
If you see anything openwork out
side the MaryyilIe structural bridge,
take i'll mean, stop it," said the
mayor.
Il will, Mr. Mayor" responded Po-
licewoman Barnes grimly.
And if You hear anything that
sounds like-er, kissing-you'u know
what to do about that!" said the
mayor, who was not quite sure what
ought to be done.
SO here is Polcewoman Barnes
Standing at the intersection of Ninth
street and Avenue W. On her hawk
face is determination. Young couples
blanch and tnrn pale at the sight
of her. Girls hurry by with their
handkerchiefs suSpiciously pressed
against their lips, or drawing tighter
their wraps. poIiceWoman Barnes pa
trolls her beat Some day a memorial
statue will he erected to KiIljoy. 1t
will have Mace like Policewoman
Barnes.
POlicewoman Barnes beckoned to q
girl who is passing. The girl stops
and giggles Historically. policewom-
an Barnes draws a handkerchief from
her pocket and rubs it along the girls
lips. The handkerchief exhibits a line
of red.
Go heme and take that off," says
Policewoman Barnes. ooh, know you,
Nancy Foster, you little cat, trying to
trick yourselfI out for the mem"
81 amt, so there" says Nancy, sniv-
cling.
None of your back talk, or I'll run
YOU in" said Policeman Barnes.
Don't let me see you looking like tina.
again!"
Nancy .hurries away 4 couple
passes, walking in the direction Of the
Memorial park, which is the end Of
PoliceWoman Barnes beat. Policewom-
an Barnes follows them slowly. The
" young mans aEm is beginning to
change In position from the vertical to
the horizontal pOliceWOman Barnes
shifts 1t is dark outside the radius
Of the street lamps, but not too dark
for Policewoman Barnes to see a black
line against the white of the girls
dress. She rubbers up.
Jim Hanks. :"
The couple start Gulltily.
Did see your ann round Dorothy
Moons waist, Jim Hanks?"
"N-no, Miss Barnes" stammers Jim
dorothy, you go home this minute,
or I'll tell Tom Haynes on you. You
were going to the Memorial park to
be kissed"
81 wasn't. so there! :" cries Dorothy,
weeping.
GO back to town, both of you, or
I'll run you in"
Guilty. they edge away. Policewom-
an Barnes walks to the other end of
her beat. Eleven o'clock strikes She
is off duty
Policewoman Barnes steps into an
alleyWay. From one of the pockets of
her capaCious oyercoat she produces
white, fluffy, semi-spherical sub
stance. From the other energies a
tiny box containing a White, powdery
stuff. After effecting contact between
them, Policewoman Barnes applies the
fluffy substance to her nose with sort
Of furtiveness.
Mike Engelman, five feet seven, who
is a night compositor on the Maryville
Recorder, stops, looks up the alley and
approaches. POlcewoman Barnes head
goes onto Mikes shoulder Mikes arm
!, encircles her ample waist.
Thought I'd catch you here for
minute. Goodnight, darling"
Goodnight, Mike, dear
That wasn't a starting.
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