Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb-Jul 1912)

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The Call of a Woman (Great Northern) By EPES W1NTHROP SARGENT Somehow, Owen Brown didn 't seem really to belong to the gang in Mag's place. He could drink longer than most, fight longer than all, and was a leader in all the devilment that was hatched in that basement denover which Mag (who never seemed to have had any other name) presided; but even his best friends voted him queer. He had funny ideas about cheating, for instance, and the man who used cogged dice, or who had a penchant for pushing odd aces up his sleeve, was helped out of Mag's, if Owen caught him, with a pleasant indifference as to whether he landed on the sidewalk on his heels or his head ; and his unheard-of action in making ' ' Lefty ' ' Hoyle give up the money he had stolen from "Peg" Hollran was the talk for weeks. Who could ask a finer chance than stealing money from a one-legged man who couldn 't run after it ? Probably, in the course of time, Owen would have lost his queer ideals, would have drowned them in the vile fluid that Mag served as whiskey, for the fever of the drunkard was in his blood, and cried hungrily for the potent potion ; but Annie Bell came into his life, and all things were changed. Owen had gone to the park with "Red" Burke and "Hinges" Doyle. There were no "pickings" to be found in the park, but the spring air was soft and pleasant, and it wasn't bad fun making remarks about the women who passed. Hanging around Mag's did not conduce to a high opinion of women. Already the game had grown tire •••• ■rayargawMr? ^ «$# S ' ' 1 £&'*■ + ■&, -,-,>. «.'■ ^M m tat. % If *y*.§4 rh ,>5> sr* v'&wS^ ^dsP '<» %£ ,m ■^F*. v-'j 1 mm WU} c 9 4| jfi km 1 \ ^<*3i hr 1 tar-* M#Nf ♦ <i N» « •' OF 'J' i r ■ *s, jPf \ii > m * M M ■ i 1 i ft f f § I ' I r i I * • ■ V a m jt _h Hr £ ft f 1 \ • f t /. W$Mr J MR j "^^•'c " j if itfw^ii.isSui IS? " » * .-.:'■■ '"* '■' w* J ; ti ANNIE IS ACCOSTED BY RUFFIANS 101