The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1883-11-08

washed the boys face with her tears.
Dixon spoke up, an said
Katie, where's the gambler?'
:" What gambler?' said Katie, look
ing suddenly up. an it seemed as if the
fire in her eyes had dried up all the
tears.
1.-THE gambler chap you took up
with an run away from home with.
- It's false, false, said the woman.
''Doubting Dixon looked wonderfully
puzzled.
" Didn't you leave me. Katie?' he
said.
. I did, Harry answered the woman,
i left you for your own good. left
you because / saw nothing but ruin for
you, body an soul, an weary poverty
for the little boy an me. You drank
the last cent away that you an 1 could
earn
a. did bowl up too much,' said
Dixon, but then
:" 4 left the child with its father in
the faint hope that it might work in you
a reformation. | knew he was the apple
of your eye, and trusted he might save
YOU. He has. l now come back to
take a last farewell of him an you, an
to thank God for having kept my loved
ones SO secure.
Ben Darnley said you eloped with
gambler and went to Philadelphia.
q He lied
"'Your wife speaks the truth, said
the handsome lady; I have known her
history since she left your humble
home, and stole away to trust, to wait
to pray. She comes to you as pure and
as true a wife as the day she left your
roof.
Doubling Dixon leaned against the
decreasing for support. The strong
mans tears were coming now, drop
ping full an fast. He looked at the
little, wondering kid, an the kneeling
mother, smothering it with caresses.
Then he stepped away from the door
casing, hesitated a moment, as though
fearful of repulse, threw open his arms,
and said:
"'Katiel'
g In another moment the wife, kid
and Doubling Dixon were all mixed up
in a hugging match, and the handsome
woman from Massachusetts, who had,
at her own expense, brought about this
happy reunion, looked so pleased and
delighted over the success of her scheme,
that she really deserved hugging by
somebody on her own account.
1udC HlgHt5 OOuDGiuS OlAOH anu
Ben Darnley, the vicious New York
gambler, met.
You are positive said Dixon, that
my wife eloped with the Philadelphia
faro dealer?'
"'KnOw r said Darnley. Why
she even limited once that she would
leave home with me if I would come
West
GO Say, Danley, now be honest,
didn't you kinder try to take advantage
of me, an make love to Kate?'
80 Yes, Dixon, since everything is all
over now, an you know just what kind
of a woman your wife is, I'll confess
that I did. But, then, to be honest agin,
I'll just say that she fairly frOze the
blood in my veins with her Indignation.
High, no! This is a curious world, an
very few people ever get out of it alive
Right you are, Kissed Dixon. You
are right, Darnley. Old man., my wife
is safe an sound in her own home, with
her own boy, an under the protection
of her own husband, an all this in spite
of your devilish revenge. Ben Darn
ley, for years you have kept my wife an
l apart. For years you have daily lied
to me, an worked upon the passions of
weak an doubling man
| 8" Hold hard there, Dixon, or by the
gods of war, I'll kill youp
{" I doubt it. Darnley This is day
of retributive justice. You will not kill
me-
''Ben Darnley was quick with his
gun, an a flash an report were his
| answer to Dixon. Then Darnley
/ turned an ran into a saloon. He had
missed his man. Cool an disposition
ate, Doubling Dixon, standing outside
on the sidewalk, looked down the long,
brilliantly-lighted saloon. He looked
along the bright, shining barrel of his
revolver At the farther end of the sa-
loon crouched Darnley. Cool an dis
| passionate, DoubtingDix on took deadly
aim, an down through the ninety feet
of glittering light and gilded mirrors he
sent bullet true to the heart of Ben
Darnley. n-Teras SiftingS.