Show rI RATTLESNAKE BILLS REVENGE A Story of Love Tealousy and Death on Thompson Street PRELUDE Drip drip drip It was the sound of falling gore A man wounded nigh unto death lay on a rude cot while his life blood was slowly ebbing away But he did not die He had sworn to be avenged and the damns stopped the flow of blood Night and darkness hung like a pall over Thompson street The dimly burning burn-ing lamps cast weird shadows everywhere every-where and the darkness shrinking back for a moment would return blacker and more dense than before It was a gala night on the street White Razor Jim the Terror of Crack aloo alley was abroad A ball the society event of the season was in progress White Razor Jim and Manda Baxter the black belle of the street led the german JEALOUSY From a dark corner of the dance hall a pair of red venomous looking eyes glared at Jim and Manda The eyes belonged to Rattlesnake Bill Bill loved panda but feared his hated rival White Razor Jim For a moment Manda was left alone and Bill hastened to her side He only had time to whisper in her ear one word Beware I DEFEAT The warning was repeated to White I Razor Jim and the Terror of Crackaloo alley went razoring for Bill He found him Bill was removed to the loft and then came the gore dripping scene described in the prelude to this story On with the dance shouted White Razor Jim as he wiped Bills blood off his razor On with the dance screamed Man da the heartless coquette The dance went on Next day Jim and Manda fled from Thompson street They went rapidly from bad to worse and finally settled in Hoboken Rattlesnake Bill recovered from his wounds and then he disappeared Some said he was dead others that he was on the Island At times a dark shadow was seen lurking lurk-ing about Crackaloo alley Some said it was Rattlesnake Bill others that it was his ghost AVENGED Three years have elapsed wuueitazor Jim nas come back to stamp again on his old stamping ground in Thompson street It is midnight and he is walking down Crackaloo alley alone No he is not alone A dark shadow follows close behind The avenger is on his trail One two three Three times a sharp razor gleamed in the darkness and then White Razor Jim the Terror of Crackaloo alley sank to the ground to rise no more The shadow dipped a rabbits foot inI I the blood of the Terror then slunk away i in the darkness Rattlesnake Bill was avengedNew York Evening Sun |