The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1922-05-11

carpet rocker and fitted the ten tin
of his fingers together. His mustacht
so suspiciously lighter than the hal
brushed so p~ainstakingly across tn
thinning spot, raised again in a smile
revealing a flash of teeth and cellu
~loid-looking gums.
$50 do l." he said.
"What?"
"Tike 80"
Her glance flashed to the door. 1
stood open.
"None of that" she said.
"Why not?"
"You know why not"
"You great big beauty, you, what's
that got to do with it?"
Nothing to you and lots to me-"
you've left him!"
"Have not"
"Whatta you call living away from
him like this six months and trimmin'
hats for a livin', I'd like to know, if
it amt that? New way of living with
your man."
81 know what I'm doing. What you
don't know about my business would
fill a book"
"Tryin' to reform a drunk, Ell? Bet
ter try to run the Mississippi river up
Washington avenue"
"What do you know? Why, he
why, he amt touched a drop since the
night I left, and I've got his sister to
prove it. He's taken the pledge six
months ago and is as sound as a dol
lar since. II know what I'm do
ing"
'Then why don't you go back if
you amt afraid? Why amt you fol
lowing up the, postmark on them let
tiers 1 see layin' down for you on the
hatrack all the time? You're so crazy
about him you wouldn't even see him
that time he came to town after you.
I got that straight from Beasley her
self. Is that your way of showing you
amt afraid?"
"Why, you-you don't know nothing
about how things are with me and
and him. I've stuck this long, and to
make sure I'll stick it out another few
months if it kills me. Liddy herself
says I should. I'm going to see it
through until May day, and then-if
it's lasted-Tll be sure enough to go
home and"
until when?"
"Until-aw, what's it to you? It's
business"
"You big sassy doll, don't you talk
a. 40 lilo 4ho+ hso An ]
you"
"Ain't you ashamed, tryin' to cut
up like that with-with her, your
your wife only dead two years?"
whats that got to do with it?"
Lots"
81 married her late and she died on
me early, that's an there's to that.
That's all. What has been amt got
nothing to do with now. Gave her a
square deal, too. Five rooms up ON
Page avenue, furnished up for her like
out of a catalogue. Bought her bet
ter buds than she was used to in a
thousand years in the umbrella de-
partment where she worked eight
years on my floor. l gave her a square
deal while she lived, and that's more
than lots can say. Made twenty-five a
week and spent twenty-five on her.
What's that got to do with nowr
But"
promised her the night she died
that kid 'ud have a father to stand by
him, and have 1 stood, have 1"
Poor little Robbie"
why, easy as swapping fingers L
could put the kid up in a home, COM
Portable, too, and live for myself like
a gentleman, if l wasn't doing right
by her dust. What l get being cooped
up in q cheap joint like this? On
twenty-five per 1 can live like a gen
It's because l need a woman
like Beasley who'll look after the little
fellow daytime. Nobody al say l
amt doing Lenie's dust proud"
"That-that's no way to talk, Mr..
Foddie."
Zine girl, was Lenie; fine as you'd
want, Miss Annie. A bit spawned, l
used to tease her, from standing in
umbrellas all those years, but not bad
when her bangs was frizzed and her
pony skin on"
rs that what she's got on in the
there on the mantelT'
Same. She was a great one for
Lenie. Used to love to do her
fiat and then dress up like a horse
and buggy and come down to the UNI
givin' the old girls heart fail
ure the first time she sprung the pony
skin on EN-. Sixty-fve cash that coat
set me back, girl"
"She was right pretty, poor little
SCOT it packed in camphor down in
.easley's cellar now. Cad, but that
coat would look neat on a figure like
yours. On your figure it would be a
coat sure enough"
poor little thing, right pretty
around the eyes, and Robbie's got her
'Pretty, but CAD, girl, I've seen lots ]