The Red Cloud chief., 1874-07-18

right.
II do think" declared Mrs. Blake,
laying her hand on Mr. Bundle.
knee 10y way Of emphasis, aud caus
ing the po,r u,an to finch terribly, Il
do think that We poor females have
rights which you men are bound to
respect. Mrs. Bake looked straigh,
at Mr. Bundle as she said this. as if
daring him to deny it.
Undoubtedly" responded Mr..
Bundle, fsebly, feeling that some-
thing was expected ofhim.
"Yes. undoubtedly repeated Mrs
Blake, II think you are sensible in
making that admission, Mr.. Bundle,
and | like you for it,"
Mr.. Bundle wished he had said that
they had more rights nov than they
knew how to take care OF. but he knew
that be hadn't moral courage to cay
any such thing. The widow kept him
there all the afternoon. II was q tor
ment to him, but he couldn't get
away.
Dear" exclaimed the poor man
that night, in the solitude Of his cham
Der, I'm afraid she'll get me corner
ed up and marry me-"
His sleep was haunted with widows.
One leaned down from the headboard
20 pull his hair. and one shook her fist
At him from the footboard, while an
other leaned over the side of the bed.
and requested him, in dulcet tones, 10
Kiss her. That woke Mr.. Bundle up,
and not another wink Of sleep did he
get that night.
"Oh, Mr.. Bundle" cried the Wild
! ow at breakfast, belinda says they
have the prettiest view from the hill
beyond the meadow, and | want to see
it. Won't sou 90 with me this morn
ing?"
| Poor Nh. Bundle, consented, be-
! cause he didn't dare TO do otherwise
! I'm 10 for it," he groaned. as he
went up stairs to get his duster. II
! hone sbe won't propose before Ne get
back. If she should"
Mr.. Bundle was Mortified at the
prospect. lie never had thought Of
such a thing before. But this widow
was strongm,nded and believed in
rights" Might not the right to
propose be one Of them ? And if she
should propose he knew he never
should dare to say no.
If ever any one deserved common
izihg as q martyr. Mr.. Bundle" did
that day. Every hour was q week,
and she insisted on dragging him about
the whole forenoon. a, last she was
ready to 20 home, and the poor bach
elor began to revive as the distance
between them and the house grew
less.
As they we're returning across a pas
ture q COW which had been feeding in
the further corner saw them and came
toward them. Mrs. Blake was terri
fed and fled to Mr.. Bundle for pro
lection.
"She won't hurt you," said Mr..
Bundle. comfortingly, edging away
from the widow. who, he WAS afraid,
contemplated a raid on him under the
plea of fright. "Shoo, boss Shoe ~
The COW didn't choose to "shoos"
but came nearer
"Ohl" shrieked Mrs. Blake, fling
ing her arms about the poor man,
save me !"
"You old brute - exclaimed Mr..
Rumble, making . terrible effort IL
free himself from til, widows clutches;
let US hope fs the sake Of gallantry,
that his exclamation has reference to
to the COW. "You old brute! IN see
If you'll stand there shaking your
head at me-" and thereupon he
charged at the animal 20 furiously that
she made an inglorious retreat.
"Hov shall / ever repay you?'
cried the widow. IL feel that l owe
you my life. and my lifelong gratitude
is yoars!"
Don't" said Mr. Bundle, evi
IDENTIFY greatly touched at her exhibi
ton Of gratefulness. faint worth
speaking about
II wish you'd let me lean On you'
arm" said Mrs. Blake family; l fee
90 weak. l can hardly walk. l don,
know but | shall faint oh
Nj. Bundle vas aghast At the pros
pect Of . faintng widow on his hands
He grabbed of his straw hat and be
gan to fan her furiously. Presently
she said that she felt better, and tool
possession ofhis arm. and they set ont
for home, which was reached affe'
MANY halts and much suffering on the
Part Of MI. Bundle.
Its getting Desperate said the
persecuted man to himself rs be re
viewed the events Of the day and
looked the situation boldly in the face
"A widow will bring things to . crisi.
IN no time. wish l vas going HON:
tomorrow"
The next evening there MAS a party
At neiehhor's, and John and Belind'
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