Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1922-03-30
CONTINUED from last week.

my specially act like yours knows he
spectacular. | amt got no storm-king
act to wave in a managers face. was
just little kid, like nine hundred and
ninety-nine other little kids on Broad
way, with baby stare and 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 hadn't salved
it on when Lee tried to drill me for
the swinging ballet? Gee, wasn't MIN
BILE enough to climb match, much less
do 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 / be now, I'd like to
known
"Shh-h-b, 10. Lee hisself don't need
j to hear you"
'Tm an ambitious girl, am. l
! amt ready to settle down yet 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 don't. And salving it on is what'll
get me there. / gotta look ahead. I'm
keeping my weather eyes on Broad
way, l ami"
take it from me, hon, and I'm your
friend for telling you, you're cute and
all; CAD, never seen anyone could
touch you, but there amt no future to
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, yoI been
sittin' here joy killing
"But, Lo, darling"
.Lemme alone"
"Can't you understand, dear. that
l."
maybe I'm nothing but a little baby
doll and maybe amt! Maybe I'm all
the names you call me right here on
this seat and maybe / amt. Maybe
I'm nothing but little fiirt and maybe
/ amt. Maybe I'm going to fiirt with
Lee in the wings tonight and maybe
amt Now whatta you going to do
about it?''
She threw down the gauntlet from
high hand, the rod of resolve straight
ening her back.
81 don't need to stand for no man
sitting here 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 out"
He unwound his feet and jerked his
coat lapels together angrily. Beneath
his tiny clipped hedge of mustache his
straight lips were compressed.
"What you need, my little lady, is
good spanking"
"You try it,"
"A good garden-variety of spanking
to bring you to your senses!"
sit here and be talked to by fellow
that amt GENT Spank me! You
just dare to lay hand on me. You!
You"
She was edging past him to the
aisle.
..Shh-h-h, you don't need to air your
temper to the company, Lo. Here-put
.,% Int
Down the length of the coach, heads
rumpled 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
travel rose to hum. The Forty
Thieves company Strengthened stiff
limbs, yawned, adjusted straps and
hats and sat forward on the edge of
seats in state of quasi coma, luggage
across knees and gazing out into the
blackness.
began to flash past, here-there. here
there: then necklace Of lamplights
defining an outlying street; a hollow
rafting over trestle and black wa
tiers rejecting beneath.
Last came the busy twinkling lights
of the township. an Illuminated clock
in tower, yellow as moon; bill
boards shining in the white flare of
street arc-llghts and brilliantly herald
ing the Forty Thieves Spectacular
Surprise"
Within the coach, the thirty men,
bers Of the Forty Thieves" company
jammed suddenly into the aisle.
At the far end of the coach young
man whose face was cons older than
his flesh. sprang upon the first Of the
plush-covered seats waving his light
brown derby hat. and then slapped it
on the back of his polished thatch of
hair. A cold cigar sagged at an obiique
from his mouth his tan waIstcoat. onep