Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-07-14
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When she talked that-away letting on she
feared we'd break mp, my heart jes' grew SO
big 1t hurt like 1t would burst. May didn't
want to lose me! She was mad at the thought
she dashed me with her tongue, singing, biting,
sighting, scolding words. But, shucksl Theh's
no joy SO sweet as the raw wounds a woman
gives man, account of her being Jealous
That woman dancin' to my mlsic! May
scorched me, her face twisting an her eyes
squirting mad. 'You fiddlin' for her to dancel
That woman!" =
expect some men is 50 sure an poplar that
1t don't mean nothin' to them when woman's
jealous on their account. Probly up-the-
bankers, swell folks neveh know what hit is to
f1nd out lady likes them so much she hates
anybody else that's friendly :
come down on the riyeh account Of n
woman's laugh at my playing music, the best
could do, Tor hef--when she'd been listening
to jingling dollars in another mans pocket.
Funny. amt it. how things work out? I've
been making more money in day n that
Teller she Tilted me for has eveh made In n
week. s4.h, tt..a-5 !. ri. .s7.e -
was at Mays feet. / kissed those pretty silk
stockings. between the straps OF her slippers.
! cried, tears coming down my cheeks-but not
on account OF being sorry no, indeedl I was
happy! -
An took her hands in mine. I kissed
them, grateful as a dog for the friendly Dat
OF ms mistress. I'd neveh In Gods world de-
serve any happiness that dancing girl had
given me; the rewards Of heaven couldn't nave
tempted me away from what it dawned on me
was coming 70 be mine-account of her Jealous
OF that up-the-bank woman! 4
a..Se.'A 'ss1A q. s9s tssf s4s j.
COURSE, directly was standing I'D. / was
standing in the cabin Of my shanty-boat
on the floor where steppin May'd been prac-
ticing. An she was right theh with my arms
around her. an her face turned up to me.
May" said, 'yo' don't mean-yo, don't
want me to ask yo to marry me- do youp-
Don't II" she asked, awful sarcastic
what do I want, then?"
1 couldn't believe it. even then, an, her IN.
my arms, all limp-to have for my own. to
kiss those lips, to claim those eyes! Lawse
Lawsel Fiddling Luce come to this down old
Mississippi! Il. I i
married her, We cut loose from mendoza,
trippin' down. When night come, couldn't
believe hit were so, that she wouldn't, an i
wouldn't either, 60 out into that skin along
size, to sleep under the tarpauln-but this was
our cabin, our room, and she'd sit on my lap.
Sho! Sho! 1.as n
Yes, sub! Lots drap down old Mississipp,. an.
the farther down they CO. the more miserable
they are They'd better quit, fore they roll sout
at the Passes, But sone-so that hear the
music. some that see the flash and spread 81
the colors some that listen to the birds and
feel the soothing in the sting Of the North
WIND, an smell the fragrance of the blossoms
In the dank of the swamp brakes-thev,d sure
better keep on trippin' down; yes, indeedy!
tel 20, man can keep step to the
song old Mississippi sings. he better not break
with 1t. He'll march into the halls Of plumb
comfort, II he marks the time, yes, sub. That's
my experience. 'Tain't everybody.s. but hit,s
mine An May. she says it's her experience.
too. We've been far together New, Yorlr am
the Coast Shot No matter If ves busy
ev'ry wunst In q while we stop of on old Mis-
sissipp'. buy . shanty-boat an trip down. That's
what we're doing now. BUT We DOM, neyeh
stop to Mendoza any more. May won't let me.
amt going to have that woman-any
other woman-steppin' to your music!"
Just like that, and then we both laugh.
Copyright, 1890