The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1922-03-09

daisies in a T~wenty-third street flower
loft and not knowing the difference be
tween bedroom shoes and ballet slip
pers. Where'd 1 be now if / didn't
know how to salve it on a little?'
"That's it, salve it on. That's what
you've been doing to me, l guess, salv.
ing it on salving it on
"Where'd / be now if I didn't know
how to get round Lee? How'd / ever
rave got in a big road show like this
without a days experience, tiff II
saw, 1 know that line of talk"
Eyes, you do! You're q man and
old at the game. A fellow with a dunn
my speciality act like yours knows he
can always find work in vaudeville or
spectacular. 1 amt got no storm-king
act to wave in a managers face. | was
just a little kid, like nine hundred and
n~inety-nine other little kids on Broad
way, with a baby stare and a pair of
feet that wanted to dance and didn't
know how
Whats all that got to do with what
I'm trying to say to your"
where's / be now if l hadn't salved
it on when Lee tried to drill me for
the swinging ballet? Gee, / wasn't MIN
BILE enough to climb a match, much less
do a turn on a crossbar and swing out
the horizontal for your fly. Where'd
| be now, sucking my thumbs?"
Beneath the rumble of the train
her voice was throaty and full of
tears.
"Where'd 1 be now, I'd like to
know"
%"Shh-h-h, Lo. Lee hisself don't need
TO hear you"
"Im an ambitious girl, I am. l
amt ready to settle down vet in a
tank by a long shot. | gotta keep my
stand-in. I'll be doing a single on the
Amsterdam roof by next summer, see
if 1 don't. And salving it on is what'll
get me there. l gotta look ahead. I'm
keeping my weather eyes on Broad
way, / ami"
Take it from me, hon, and I'm your
friend for telling you, you're cute and
all; CAD, 1 never seen anyone could
IOuCu NOu, UulF lhClC an l nO IQlulC "
little soubrette and chorus stuff like
yours. You amt got the voice, hon.
You're pretty as peaches, but"
"You-you'd take the life out of any
girl with your joy killing. Ever since
we left Higginsville and you came and
crowded Lee out of this seat, you been
sittin' here joy killing"
"But, Lo, darling"
"Lemme alone"
Cant you understand, dear. that
L"
maybe I'm nothing but a little baby
doll and maybe l amt! Maybe I'm all
the James you call me right here ON
this seat and maybe l amt. Maybe
I'm nothing but a little firt and maybe
I amt. Maybe Pm going to firt with
Lee in the wings tonight and maybe
amt. Now whatta you going to do
about it?'
She threw down the gauntlet from a
high hand, the rod of resolve straight
ening her back.
81 don't need to stand for no man
sitting mere and running me down to
my face all the way from Higginsville
to Adalai. I'm an ambitious girl, |
am. and no man can say the things
you said to me right here in this train
and get away with them. Lemme QUIT"
He unwound his feet and jerked his
coat lapels together angrily. Beneath
his tiny clipped hedge of mustache his
1;oQ r,o,o o0,onroccod
"What you need, my little lady, is a
good spanking"
"You try it."
"a good garden-variety of spanking
to bring you to your senses"
'Lemme out, you! i don't have to
sit here and be talked to by a fellow
that amt a gent! Spank me-! You
just dare to lay a hand on me. You!
She was edging past him to the
aisle.
"Shh-h-h, you don't need to air your
,emper to the company, Lo. Here-put
your coat. Here we are at Adalai."
Down the length Of the coach, heads
with sleep appeared slowly
above the backs Of the seats as If
emerging from trenches. Bags were
swung down from racks. Voices thick
With drowsiness and querulous with
ravel rose to a hum. The Forty
Thieves" company Strengthened stiff
limbs, yawned, adjusted straps and
lats and sat forward on the edge of
in a state of quasi coma, luggage
lcross knees and gazing out into the
,lackness.
Without, the first lights of Adalai
'egan to flash past, h~ere-there, here
here; then a necklace of lamplights {
an outlying street; a hollow !
over a trestle and black wa J
ers rejecting beneath.
Last came the busy twinkling lights !
# the township. an Illuminated clock !
q a tower, yellow as a moon; bill |
'oards shining in the white flare of
a%rc-lights and brilliantly herald