The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1925-12-02
.ou want to get in where the people

don see nobody in dc least
probably ! made mistake in
bringing sou down here to Dawson"
the girl continued, mcditativcly.
You were doing we'll up the river,
and you were happy. Here you spend
your money; YOU gamble, YOU drink
the town is spelling you lust as
it is spelling the others
"Um-,n! Mebhc so,' the man con-
fessed. Never l felt lax do late
". II / don come in town to-day
! swell up an bus. I'm full of ting
l can't say"
Go to work somewhere ..4
For wages? Me-" Doret shook
his head positively. Il try him once
-cookin' for gang of roueh-neck'-
but max joke an I'm fire.. Dem
Teller kick bout my grub an it max
me mad. so one day sharpen all de
table.knife. l put keen edge on dem
LAX razor" The speaker showed
his white teeth in flashing smile.
Oats mcanes' trick eyer l play.
Sdtrc! Dem fcller cut deir mouth
so fast dcy mos die of blcedin'. No.
| amt hired man for nobody. l mus
be free
Very WE'LL" Rouletta sighed. re-
signedly. Il won't scold you. for
I'm too glad to see you." Affection
atcly she squeezed his arm, where
upon he bcamed again in the frank
est delight Nov. then, we'll have
supper ard you can take me home
The Rialto was crowded with its
usual midnight throng; there was
the huhbub Of loud voices and the
chb and flow OF laughter. From mid
| way of the eambling-l,all rose the
noisy cxhortations of some amateur
gamester who was breathing upon
his dice and pleading earnestly, feel
ingly, with Little joe; from the
theatcr issued the strains of senti-
mental ballad. As Roulctta and her
companion edged their way toward
! the. lurch-counter in the next room
they were intercepted by the Snow
bird. whose nightly labors had also
ended.
"All aboard for the big eats" the
latter announced -"Afocha's but
toned up in stud game where he
dassen't turn his head to spit. He's
good for all night, but I'm on the
job"
Pm having supper with 'Polcon,' -
Rouletta told him.
The Snowbird paused in dismav.
Say! You can't run out on pal,
he protested. You got to O. X. my
! vittles or they WON'T h"-mon;7c
But 'Polcon has just come in
from the creek and we've lot to
talk about
Won't it keep? l never seen talk
spoil overnight" When Roulctta
stnilincly shook her head Mr.. Ryan
dangled tempting bait before her.
y got swell fairy-storv for YOU.
] bet you'd eat it up. It's like this:
Once upon time there was beau
tiful Princess named Roulctta and
she lived in an old castle all covered
with ivy. 1t was s,nothercd up in
them vines till you'd yamp right by
and never see it. Along came
busted Prince who had been spend
in his vacation and some perfectly
good ten-dollar bills in the next
county that you could scarcely tell
from the real thing. He was takin'
it afoot. on account of the jailer's
daughter who had slipped him a file
along with his laundry, but she hadn't
thought to put in any lunch. See?
Well. it's a-story Of how this here
hungry Prince ct the greens of of
the castle and discovered the sleepin'
Princess. It's a Knockout. l bet
You'd like it."
I'm sure l would" Rouletta
agreed: "Savc it for tomorrow
night" 81,
The Snowbird was reluctant in
yielding; he eyed 'Poleon darkly.
and there was both resentment and
suspicion in his soniber glance when
he finally turned away. a
Not until Rouletta and her COM
panion were perched upon their high
stools at the oilcloth-covered lunch
counter did the latter speak; then he
inquired, with a frown:
Tell me. is any desc Teller max
love on you, ma sRnr?"
."'Why, no! They're perfectly splen-
did. like you. Why the terrible black
look?"
"Gamblers! Sure-ting guys!
Boosters! Bah! Better dey lef' You
alone. dat's all. You're nice gal; too
nice for dem Teller"
Rouletta smiled mirthlessly; there
was an expression in her eyes that
the woodsman had never seen. "Too
nice! That's almost funny when
YOU think about it. What sort of
men would make love to me. if not
gamblers, fellows like Ryan,"
Poleon breatled All exclamation
Of establishment at this assertion.
Wat you sayin' ?" he cried. IF dat
loafer max fresh talk wit yom l
pull him in two piece wit desc
fingers. Dcre's plenty good man. !
-you-" He paused uncertainty;
then his tone changed to one of ap-
peal. "You won't marry wit no
body. CHI? Promise me dat"
That's an easy promise. under the
circum stances"
"Bien! never t'ink bout YOU get
tin married. BY gosh! dat's fierce
ting, for sure!: Wat TIL do If"
'Polecn shook his massive shoulders
as if to rid himself of such unwel-
come speculations.
No damger!'f
sRouleua's crooked smile did not
so unnptiecd.@ 'Polcon studied her
face intently; then he inquired:
wat all YOU, iii sister,"
"Why-notlling."
"Oh yes! l got eye lax fox. You
seeck"
"The ideav' Miss Kirby pulled
herself together, but there was such
genuine concern in her companions
face that her chin quivcred, She felt
the need of saying something divert