62 BRET harte's CHOICE BITS.
Ashe, suddenly. Mr. McClosky eyes sought the
" She went to Kansas; from Kansas she went
into Texas; from Texas she eventooally came to
Californy. Being here, I've purvided her with
money, when her business was slack, through a
John Ashe groaned. " She's gettin' rather old
and shaky for bosses, and now does the tight-rope
business and flying trapeze. Never hevin' seen
her perform," continued Mr. Mc Closky with con¬
scientious caution, " I can't say how she gets on.
On the bills she looks well. Thar is a poster,"
said Mr. Mc Closky glancing at Ashe, and opening
his valise,—"thar is a poster givin' her performance
at Marysville next month." Mr. Mc Closky slowly
unfolded a large yellow-and-blue printed poster,
profusely illustrated. " She calls herself ' Mams'elle
J. Miglawski, the great Russian Trapeziste,'"
John Ashe tore it from his hand. " Of course,"
he said, suddenly facing Mr. McClosky, "you don't
expect me to go on with this ?"
Mr. Mc Closky took up the poster, carefully re-
lolded it, and returned it to his valise. " When
you break off with Jinny," he said, quietly, " I
don't want anything said 'bout this. She doesn't
know it. She's a woman and I reckon your a white