The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-04-16
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was BY her side WITHOUT assistance.
Something OF the dark smote her In
the face-a something that whip.
ped her cheek like ! cat o nine
tails.
and, stretched beside her. called in
her ear. "That meant . tunnel or
bridge ahead. Lie still and hang
on"
She obeyed dumbly. II death
were to come, let Il come now.
They were funneled into an airless
hell where all the stars in the sky
fell in q shower Of hot cinderA
The weight OF the tunneled noun
tain was on her chest
"All right" hs said presently.
"Up!"
The voice and the rush Of fresh
air revived her. In . ray Of the
moon she glimpsed his face. It
was az black - the inside OF the
freight car. She looked at her own
hands. They were sooted like his
face. A foolish memory fitted
through her mind. rof Maixie and
her cards.
you're going 70 meet . dark
man take . journey With
him DANGER
She laughed joylessly. He had
bent down before her to force an
other trap-door. She peered down.
She lost her balance. Headflrst she
fell.
Amenities
Although no longer . member OF
the Actors Equity Association. Ed
win Booth land that, mind you, no
nom du theatre) was still on the
road with Shakespearean roper.
toire. Before this motley company
OF buns he now stood upon soap
box forum and invoked TO their
midst the ghost Of imperial Caesar.
The eminent though shabby his.
trion looked upon q scene familiar
to his audience. uncanny to any
other. The pale, pickering light Of
q half-doxen squat candles picked
an assortment Of vagrom faces out
OF gloom. The sickly CLEAN and
their several tendencies to the dis.
solute or unkempt gave these faces
the character Of the Internal. Nor
w"s there anything in their back
nd to relieve their sinister a..
Mr.. Booth coughed nobly for at.
tention and announced his stern re-
solve to rid himself here and now
Of the grafton which had once
caused critics (he could show clip
pings) to compare him, not unfavor
ably. to his distinguished forbear
OF the same name. !, Even the stew.
pot Kissed the news. Mr.. Booth
elevated his blue-veined nose. glar-
ed into as much of space as was
not excluded by the four walls Of
box car No. 239.076 Of the Atlantic
Seaboard Line. and Numbered:
Friends. Romans, countrymen.
lend me your ears!"
He was interrupted by a chorus
Of personal ribaldries. which swell.
ed and died without having the
least effect. Its end found Mr..
Booth we'll along In the rite OF
6urying Caesar. He was gin-soaked.
this Thespian undertaken. but let
ter-perfect. He gesticulated pas.
sionately and his voice rose to .
per0ration:
Great Caesar fell. o. what q
fall was there. my c0untrymen-"
The second interruption Of the
funeral was a. remarkable as It
was thoroughly emcacious. Above
Mr.. Booths noble brow q square Of
the car roof had quietly disappear.
ed, Jolsonesque visage had shown
for q moment in the frame and.
without warning cry. the rest Of
the black faces owner had Owed
head foremost into his arms. which
instinctively wrapped themselves
around the interruption.
Mr.. Booth. for countable seconds.
stood In idiotic contemplation Of
the soles OF Barbara's shoes. Their
he let his burden fall In q heap al
his feet. lifted up his eyes and id
dressed the last line OF his speech
to the overhead opening:
Bloody treason flourished over
u.s."
The figure Of Barbara's compan.
ion fell. cat.like. into the company
Of the aristocracy Of hobohemia.
"Bravo!" yelled the company, but
Mr.. Booth did not bow. The 40
claim was for the new arrival. who
stood modify aside from the group.
| who's your friend. Bravo?'
asked one OF the vagrants. indicat.
ing the s00ty.faced Barbara. Ap
parently the word bravo" was ap
piled to the newcomer a. Q name.
He found q handkerchief and rub.
bed some Of the coal dust from his
face. E q
Back to your corners. buns"
came his equable voice in an order
which was obeyed promptly. though
not conveyed IN = tone OF threat,
How do I know who he is?" He
kneeled by the PROSTATE figure,
ana expertly examining arms and
legs. announced: "N0broken bones
But the kids out" He wiped some
Of the. CRIME from her face and ran
thumb over her chin. "Not . sign
OF whisker." He shook tho re-
cumbent form. She stirred. This
man called Bravo lifted his head
and said: "Hey. Milkshake. what's
the chances?"
| AS good as Gordon's own" rec
commended Milkshake. He placed
in Brav0's hand Q flask. which he
drew from hip pocket.
l Barbara felt upon her tongue 4
sensation mixed OF fra and ira
She gulped and sat up.
/ what happened?" she whins
pered feebly. did wo fall ONT"
i How many days had elapsed since
she had followed the tall mar
across the jigglng top boards OF the