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A Time for Hurry.

A Time for Hurry.
Only day or two ago, pair of ner-
vous young people stepped hurriedly
into the office of Justice Trulock. The
young man was faultlessly dressed in a
pair of brown overalls, a "boiled shirt, u
an old straw hat and broadcloth coat and
huge boots that hadn't seen blacking
since three days before the Christian
era, and he carried wagon whip in his
hand. The young lady was little more
elaborately attired, but her toilet was
also rather ill-assorted and bore indica-
tions of great haste in it's arrangement.
As they entered the Office the young
woman looked ont of the window and
back at the justice and out of the win :
dow again. The young man slammed
the door shut with bang like Rod
man gun, felt for the key and not find
ing it backed up against the door, braced
his feet firmly on the floor and said in a
boarse whisper:
"All right. jedge, fire away I got
to be home before dark, and I've got
seventeen miles to drive, an powerful
bad roads; hain't minute to spare.
Shoot her off y"
swell, but see here" began the JUS
tice, "I don't"
"Hang it oil, squire |" said the young
man, shufaing his feet in nervous an1-
iety. "Don't go for to asking ques-
tions; just bang away, it's all right, 1
tell you; 60 ahead, squire !"
The young woman fattened her nose
against the window, and transferred a
large clean spot to the dingy glass and a
very dirty one of corresponding size to
the end Of her nose as she tried to look
two blocks down the street and around
the corner.
"Oh SAM" she whispered, wringing
her hands, "tell him to hurry
"Gaul dang it J." whimpered the ex-
cited young man, lifting his feet in rapid
alienation, as though the floor was hot,
"that's what I'm trying to do. Say,
SQUIRE" he added, pleadingly, crush
along, won't ye? Shove her ahead,
squire talk it right off jest as short an
quick as the law'll let ye give 'em the
gad, squire, an let 'em go. Say,
squirea"
The amazed justice looked from one
to the other of the young people in \,
speechless wonder. "Why, certainly, "
he said, If you'll only collect yourself
and tell me-"
esquire |" exclaimed the young fel.
low, with solemn earnestness, "Tu tell
ye everything, every blamed thing, I
swan to Jude I will, as soon as it's over
with, if yell only stave ahead and finish
the business fust. I'll tell ye the hull
thing from the very start, can't /, Ell.
viry?" And the girl turned from the
window and kicked him and blushed at
him. "She means yes, SQUIRE" said
the young man, fairly dancing with ex-
citement; " Go ahead with the papers,
squire. Drive on, squire, land O Co.
shen, squire, what air ye waitin' furf
Why
The Justice interrupted him, and
made one more effort to ascertain what
these excited clients wanted.
"Well," he said, "let us make a
start, anyhow. What
The young woman stopped tying knots
in her bonnet strings, (she was making,
at low calculation, about sixteen knots a
minute), and looked around, and the
young fellow shouted
"Them's tue licks, squire Keep
her agoin' now right at that gait, an
we'll git through like one o'clock. Go
ahead, iedgel"
"What," asked the justice, at the
first opportunity, "what is your name p
Blank disappointment settled down
over two faces like summer cloud.
"Je-roo zalum, jedge " shouted the
young fellow, while the young woman
burst into a fit of hysterical weeping.
"It's enough to drive n fellow crazy |
What dye want to stop an talk gossip
fur when you see I'm in sech an ALFRED
hurryl Why squire-Jee-roozlum "
And he jumped clear in the middle of
the room as a heavy tread on the stairs
terminated in a tremendous kick against
the door.
The next instant an elderly man: who
never had taste of anti-fat in his life,
who was about three feet broad at the
shoulders, who was wheeling 80 terrific
ally that he couldn't speas, and carried
walking stick that looked like the fend
Of death, walked into the room step
or two and halted, gazing at Justice
Trulock, the girl and the young man in
turn, as if undecided which of the three
to immediate first, while the justice gazed
upon the singular tableaux with unutter.
able feelings. Finally the old man,
with terrific snort of defiance, made u
step toward the young man, who eluded
him by dodging nimbly bt hind the
Justices desk; then the old party cap
tured the weeping girl, tucked her arm
inside his own and tramped wrathfully
down the stairs and 30 out of sight.
The young man followed slowly, after
peeping out of the window, with infinite
caution, to see that the old man was not
lying in ambush at the foot of the stairs;
and as he passed ont at the door he
turned a mournful glance on the jus.
tice, and said pathetically:
"See what ye've did: jedge dad slam
the thunderin' luck, see what ye've
been an done with your gol twisted
prevaricashin. But I'll bet you a yoke
of red steers I'll marry that gat yit, if
I've got to git up at one o'clock in the
mornin' to do it. Dog gone it, iedge"-.
But he was down the stairs and ont of
hearing, and it seemed to Justice Tru-
lock that the Office felt quiet and little
lonesome when they had all gone away.
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