The Gay Gnani of Gingalee, Or, Discords of Devolution

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER II. MISS SHEETS IS SHE. She was radiantly, 'wilderingly beautiful. She was tall and lissom, leopard-jointed and swift. She was one of those dulcet-toned, tawny peroxides, an houri, for whom the synonym is "havoc." Chicago spoke in her every tone and gesture. Her movements were meteoric. Her eyes were X-rays. Her smile'was sheet- lightning. She was alert, trim and tailor- made. Her very presence breathed the richness and aroma of her stock-yards training. The Spirit of Chicago, "I WILL," pulsed through her veins. "Push and Pull" was her motto. "Get there" was her creed. Whoever is familiar with the fatal fas cinations of a Chicago Typewriter can gauge the gait of the Kankakee pulse when Miss Imogene Silesia Sheets, late of the great packing house of Harmor