University of Oregon monthly., November 01, 1908, Image 25

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n° W<S,the other> as 5 looking for something, yet fearing to see'lt;
wasn’t anything inside, Billy, except a lot of old junk
and idolt,?but I didn’t like it, it was so—oh, I don’t know what it
was^-tt was so damned quiet It was too dark to start back, so I
laid down under .the gate posts to sleep, g don’t know how long
I laid there, Billy, until I heard it. You know how it sounds when
you tap an empty champagne glass—well, it sounded like that, only
there were lots of them. I tried to get up and look around, but I
eouldnt, Billy, I Wouldn’t get up! Pretty soon I saw them coming
down the path. I saw them, I tell you, two little brown feet with
ots of ankletM on them that jingled whenever they moved. That
was all Billy, that was all. They didn’t seem to walk, but just
‘floated down the path as if they were dancing. They kept coming
nearer and nearer, and then—they began to dance. They danced
right over me/Billy, and those damned things jingled in my face
tell me I’m drunk, Billy, because I’m not: I’m as sober
as you are,” and he* shoved his blood-shot face close to mine
“I can hear those anklets jingle, Billy, but 1 qm ’t move. M y
God! I can t move.”
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0 ™ s f b t d ? St° Pped hiS team tO converse with a young man on
Say, Ronald, did ye hear that old lady Smith ran away
from home again? They re scouring the country for her, now ” In
a lower tone he added, “To tell ye the truth, she is such a burden
I think they might just as well let her die in the woods. She doesn’t
know anything, hence she can’t suffer.”
“Can’t she? I never thought of that before. But I know that