Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-08-18

way through the jabbering crowd until we
were near the door, and then, when the music
WIS biaring loud, he threw his coat over my
dance dress and grabbed me with his left arm
while he pushed off the men who ran In front
of us with his right fist. He had o heavy
fist-that fellow! I saw one mans nose start
bleeding. And few more were knocked over
like ninepins. 1t only takes one white man to
ball out crowd of spinnachers.
Sorry for the rough house, Miss Casey
said the engineer fellow, but we have to make
our getaway before these police show up
I'VE made it! We ran along the crooked
streets that I'd thought were so funny when
I drove up from the boat, but they weren't
quite as funny when We were running along
them in the dark, and I was catching my
heels in the holes between the big paving
blocks that didn't fit even against each other
One of the heels came off, and we didn't have
time to go back and pick it up. I hobbled
along as we'll as I could holding on to the
engineer fellows arm. I didn't want to fuss
when he was being such good sport.
"All the way down to the docks the engineer
fellow was telling me, as we'll as he could for
running and lodging from shadow to shadow
of the squatty houses and looking up and
down each street that We had to cross, what
I was to do when got to New Orleans. But
I didn't hear a word he said; I was SO busy
thinking how nice it was to have man like
that taking care Of me-and how strong his
arm was.
He swung me aboard a ship just as the
gangplank was drawn up All he had time to
do was to push card into my hand
Here's my address, he said Let me
know how you are coming on, and where you
are And then he said: 'Hasta la manana!
which I'd picked up in the dance hall, and
knew meant that he was going to see me some
time.
"The captain was looking over the rail of
the ship. The engineer fellow threw him q
little package twisted up in piece of paper
that he tore from notebook; and he said
something to the captain in Spanish.
so there was on banana Ship-in nv
dance dress and one heel off my slippers, and
the engineer fellows coat over my shoulders! I
must have struck that captain dumb! But I
didn't care. was too busy staring at the engi-
neer fellow back there on the dock.
"A puff OF wind came up and blew the card
that he had given me out of my hand and down
into the water. I leaned way over the rail and
saw 1t sucked under by the churning Of the
machinery And then I remembered that I
hadn't read it,
That's the way lost out. But I've always
Kept the coat. 1t reminds me that once met
a good man.
When I got to New Orleans with those
bananas, was still long way from home.
And didn't have cent of money; nv purse
was in the trunk that they'd been going to
send up to the dance hall at Colon. said to
the captain the day we made port:
81 don't know how am to pay you, unless
you wait until get job in this town.
The captain told me that the engineer fell
low had paid my passage and $50 over for me
to get start on-buy some clothes to wear
when was out looking for a Job. That was a
real man, that fellow! And as didn't know
his name, having been such fool about not
reading his card for looking at him, couldn't
hunt him up to pay it back. So burn candles
for him."
Silence-except for the noise Of the Jazz
band and the shutting feet.
Kirwin broke this silence. He leaned nearer
the girl; his voice was very kind as he spoke
TO her.
"You shouldn't have come out here. No girl
should come out here so long as she can make
a cent in the States"