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AN UNFINISHI- I)
BYO. HENRY
A ' r11 - 1! O I *' ]A I \{}H '11 1 I(1lI no lonIger gron and ll a hIi hieap
ashes upon <ur heads
S ehn the lame;' of l Tphet
I_ ) v V r " a- mcntlioncd. For, even
the prachtrs have beguln
- . to tell ui that God is
ra- lium, oIr lther, or soI
Cillli compoundlill, ;and that thi 1 \\wortI \\ C
act ion. This is a; pleasing 11h ph1 1esis: but
There li. e lin r yesome of the oll, gul dly
lterl'r rl oI 'thodosx'.
Thror Ili Il t two sulbjecls uponhI which
one mti I lscl rse wit L\ I h a free i ;maginaI tilon,
vx rld. lou 11MV talkof o ur drteLllmS ; and
Both Mur;pht and the bird r-e incompe-
tent win I ' : and uli IllrI listener daXre not -
attack I ur cI tI II. I he baS Ilss li bri c of a
vision, then, h:l l furnish my I h mc -
cho n wvith ap lo ies and regrets instead of
the olec limited ild ,of prI tty PllX's smaIll
talk.
SIIhad ia deIat thtl was So fr r mo'llv ed
frlom tlhe higher criticism lthat it ha d to do
with the :ilncinl, respect ble, and lamented
har- of-I lu'I m tl I thorv.
Gabriel had pl:a'yd his trump ; and those
of us who oIuhI not follow Suit were ar-'
rignIId for I x:e nination. I noticed at one
solemn Ibiack and collar that blt ttoncI l
hchindI : but it eened t lire N\ is ,ome
trouble about their real taile titlesIi ; and
Ihev did not appear to be citing anv of u-s
A flyv - an angel policeman - flew
oXr to me and tool me by lthe left wing.
Near atI hand was a gXXup of verv prosp'r-
otl,-hooling, spirits arraigned for juglnent.
") \u belong with that hunch?" the
policeman asked.\\" hi are th i'L\ " was my answer.
" Whv," said hc, " the, are -
lBUL this irrlc' antl stul fl is .in ti up pace
that the Itol shoul occupy.
1)ulie worked I in a dCpa-t L'Int stores i
She sold IImburmg edging, or Su ,lld pop-
pert',, Ior auIu:om iles, I> r I other littllI' rinkrt;
Such Is the keep in depal'tmCn st;tor('. (I
\\hal t she earned , 1)ult ie reci\v d ix dollar
pe'r Xeek. The r'emainder was cred1itd 111
her ani dclitecd to smCbodv elSU's acco ntli
in the lclger kept by G - Oh ! prinl(l 'nr-
,\, you saly, ReCrend )ctor-well then,
in tlhe I cdIc r Of Prim lll lncrv .
)uring Ih C er ist I ic ar in the store, )u
was paid fi l d I llt pcer \wck. I \\ oul. l ]
instructivC to know how shC lived on th,du
amount. Don't care? \crv wcll; pr-
ably you are interested in la er amot llt.
Six dollars is a la1rgrC e m ou t. I 'will tell ou
h(,l\ she lived on six d llars per weck.
()ne A Ifte Irnoon at S'ix, \Vhill I )uLkie was
sticking her hat-pin within :n eighh of Liln
inch of her iedU al ob l /I a, she said lo Ier
chum. Sadie -- the girl that waits on \nt
with hl r left side:
"Say, .Sae, I made a date for dinner this
evening with Piggy."
"l iu never did '" exclaimed Sadie ad-
miringly. " VWell, ain't you lhe Ilck IX one
Piggl y's an awful swell; and he aiX s takesI I
a girl to swe'll places. I I tool: Illnch Luip to
Ithe I lofTl;n1 I louse e ti evenin g, XMI r' Lhiv
Ihave s i ll ImuSic, Iand you S'e a lot of swcll>.
"l 'I 'l have t sXell time, l)ulcce.
I )ulcie lhurrieid homely ard. I ler eX cs XXrI
Shining, and her checks showed the delicate
pin of life's - real life' ap proaching Ja n.
It was riday; a tnd shet had ifty ce' nts kil!
Of her Inst \\ek's waes.
The Streets were filled with the rush-hour
floods of people . The electric lights ' t
lBroadwavi wr glowing -Xe calling mothsL ~L _ _I __ _1 _ _ II
S U C I{ Y
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Henry, O., 1862-1910. An Unfinished Story, prose (fiction), August 1905; New York. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth139342/m1/3/: accessed April 27, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Austin History Center, Austin Public Library.