St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1884-11-23
AN ATTACHMENT.

Baxter Jones, called "Bax'' for short, was
Squire Syphsx's office clerk.
''Yes, sir" answered Bax.
''Fill me out writ of attachment" said
the squire. ''I'l stand no more of this non
sense"
''Yes, sir-what name, STRIP
''You'I fnd it there" said the squire,
writing on a card and tossing it over to Bax,
who picked it up aud set about his work
The document was speedily finished and pre-
scented to the squire, who affixed his sigma
ture.
''Give 1t to Constable Darby, aud tell him
TO serveit without delay" added the squire.
''Yes, sir.'
Sand when he brings his prisoner report
to me-"
''Yes, sir"
Bob Darby was eonstabulary model. He
did his duty to the letter, and expended few
words about IT,
When the servant came in answer to his
ring of Widow Goodheart's door bell Bob
brushed past and entered without ceremony.
''I'm VERY s)rry TO Inconvenience you
num-" he said to Mrs. GoOdheart, shut I've
got to take you over to the squirrels right
away"
The widow turned pale and trembled.
''Has the dear man-has he had a
relapser' she asked, in a tremulous tone.
Couldn't say, num-" answered Bob; all
1 know is it's a case of 'tachment."
"a case Of attachmentT' exclaimed the
widow, the color mounting TO her handsome
face.
''She saw it all. relapse, perhaps a fatal
one, had surely set in. aud the squire, whom
she had long been waiting for to speak his
mind, but whose mOdesty had hitherto pre-
vented, had doubtless selected this critical
moment to declare his feelings.
There's kerridge at the door, mum, {"
said Bob, aud when be had handed the lady
in nothing more was said till they reached
the squirrels door.
AS the latter entered he started with sur
prise. Instead of the contemptuous culprit,
Dick Slote, at whose guilty head he was pre-
pared TO hurl the laws anathemas, it was the
lovely Widow GOOdheart, the angel of his
dreams, whom he saw before him. In the
name of all the Dromios, what diabolical
error was thisl
Catching up the returned warrant, to his
horror he read.
ITO any constable, greeting; You are
hereby commanded TO take the body of Dor
othy Goodheart and bring the same forthwith
before me, etc. Caleb Syphax, j. P"
Darling look of wrath at the clerk and the
constable, he ordered them to withdraw.
''My dear Mrs. Goodheart," began the
squire, blushing to the tips of his ears, show
can 1 atone for this annOyancea"
"Oh, it's no annoyance, assure YOU
simpered the widow. ''I'm so glad 10 fine
you are not ill.'
"But--hut this unfortunate attachment,
stammered the squire, dashing aside the i'll.
starred document.
ell have long returned II, naively muir
INJURED the widow, turning as red as himself
A CLEAN of gladness flashed over the
squirrels ceuntenance. Could il be she wa:
ignorant of the indignity she had suffered
And then, to find the ice so happily broken
He clasped her hand, pressed it to his lips
and poured out the tale Of his pent-up love
with an ardor and eloqnence which fairly as
tOnished himself. The widows pretty head
dropped on his shoulder, as, with alternate
smiles and tears, she listened rapturously &c
what she had been so long waiting to hear.
The squire came back happy man from
escortiqg the widow home that evening. But
the sight OF Bax Jones aroused his fury.
''How dare you play me such trickl" h
Numbered.
''What tricklr he inquired, innocently.
"What trickl why, putting Mrs. Good
hearts name in that attachment"
Il put the name you gave me-" answered
Bax
cts falsep' reared the squire.
"Here's the card, - rejoined the clerk.
The squire looked at It. 1t was one of Mrs
Goodheart's cards left with some delicaey
which she had sent during bis late illness
On the blank side he had unBittingIy writer
the name to be inserted in the writ. Whethe
the clerk had copied from the wrong side b,
mistake or had played of q practical jokI
was not quite clear To the squirrels mind, 70
Bax, in point OF gravity, fell far short Of BIZ
distinguished namesake, the author o
Saints Rest"
An Apsuar Wapfed