The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1881-04-09

He had a compassionate way of
| looking at me over his spectacles; and
he looked queerer still when ] an
wered family" He's got it-and-my
money-and-oh why don't he come p
Here / cast loose all ceremony, and
burst into tears.
"Oh, don't cry now," said the old gen
tleman, soothingly. Don't know! It'll
be all right-you'n be taken care of.
Where did the-your friend-where did
he go?-which way"
81 don't know, / sobbed from behind
my handkerchief.
Went to get some lunch, did he say
Well, now, can't you tell me what sort
of looking person he was, and per-
haps we can find him? Washe young or
old %
"Young," | murmured, still behind a
barrier of cambria. W-with a yellow
moustache, and g-gray clothes, and a
straw hat.
pretty bad business!" one of them men
muttered aside to another. "Sharp fell
low!" responded a second. And then
there was some antistrophes of :" What's
the matter ?" Its a shamer' "Left
her, did he ?" from small crowd that
had by this time started up around me.
Well, now, just come IN here and
sit down, said my old gentleman pattern
ally gathering up my bag; "and COM
pose yourself my dear, and we'll see
what can be done. Don't cry, it'll only
furry you, and won't do any good, you
know. There, that's right For I
wiped my eyes with the remnant of
sob, pulled my veil down, and was turn
ing to follow him, when, behold! as [
swept the landscape DER with one last
look of desperation there appeared
Charhe-gray clothes, and straw hat.
and yellow mustache, and all, coming
from the dim distance, with a brown
paper parcel under each arm.
"There he ISL ] shrieked, dropping
bag and parsol in my ecstacy, and rush
ing down the platform with extended
arms "There is! Oh, call him, some
body--tell him I'm herel Make him
look this wayr'
"Where? which where is hep cried
half dozen men, quite excitedly.
" HIM IN the straw hat, with the bun
dies? Halloa, sir! Halloal Stop him!"
and three small boys and one man start
ed in pursuit.
Poor Charlie! There he came, hurry
ing along in our direction, rather swiftly,
1t is true, when my four companions
gave chase. And just as they uplifted
their voices, and just as Charles eyes,
sweeping the surrounding scene appeared
to light upon them-iust then did the
locomotive behind which we had been
sitting fifteen minutes before, and which
had been backing and snorting, and ad-
vanclng and backing again, after the
manner of trains, choose its time to set
up shrek and violent ringing of the
bell, and togo putting off on its way back
to New York. Aud Charlie first stared
wild, and then turned and chased the
locomotive; and the three small boys and
the man chased him, rending the air
with shouts of "Stop himw
But Charlie couldn't keep up with the
train very long, and impotency of his
efforts seemed to break upon him sud-
denly, after he had run himself very hot
and damp, and shed all the hot buns
from his brown paper parcel for twenty
yards along the track. He turned and
faced his pursuers likes man at bay, and
tiguratlvely speaking, they all fell upon
him.
Stop there! where are you going :?
Come back after your lady, you scamp
Amt you ashamed of yourself? shout
ed the small boy, in ecstacy. WANTED
to run away, did you? Didn't do it that
time, old fellow"
"What the deuce do you want ?" said
Charley, ferceIy. where's Sarah
Where's my wife,"
There she is! roared adozen voices,
with appropriate action of as many I'M
washed hands. "Ain't got rid of her so
easy yeti
will draw a decorous veil over the
embrace that followed and the comph-
ments exchanged by the populace, who
evinced the widest Joy at what was sup
posed to be the discontinue of villainy.
[ viii merely observe that the whistle of
the Boston train cut short our little
scene, and that | was hauled up on the |
last car amid the cheers of the bystand- !
ers, greatly multiplied since Charley's /
appearance on the scene, and speeded /
on my way by a parting roar from one
benevolent parsonage to ''keep tight /
eye on my young man, for he warn't to /!
be trusted as far as you could see hlmi"
Also that Charley shed bank-notes as
well as buns in the excitement Of the /
chase, and that my point d'Alencon par
asol with an agate handle, the wedding /
gift of my beloved Arabeila, is probably /
around Blankville at this very
hour, poised In the Lisle-thread hand of /
some village belle