Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1886-06-18

The Able So-Long."
"Ah."
"Ah, hah."
"How long have you been here?"
81 have now, alas, no method of
reckoning time, but 1 must have been
here since sunrise this morning."
De Makeshift groaned. "Where are
you nowp" he asked.
Sin a tunnel" the abbe replied.
ga tunnel?"
.Yes."
you make my heart beat. Where
did you get the tunnel?"
'Made it."
"You astonish me-"
"Ah.n
"Ahl, hah. Where did you get your
shovel?"
"Had none."
.'Then how did you make the tun-
nel?"
.:L:#en."
81 will"
81 seooped it out with a shirt button.
Have you a button on your shirt?"
..No"
"Alas, you are married."
"Thtn why have you no buttons?"
ga Chinaman does my washing"
"Ah."
"Ah, hail."
"Wbll, wait until I gouge my way
through this rock and 1 will lend you
my button"
20, l thank you"
"Hist, the turnkey comes"
After a long silence: s.Has the turn
key gomez" the able asked.
"Not yet"
"Well, when he goes tell me and I
will resume my work"
can right, he's gone now"
81 am at work"
Scoup, scoup, scoup. A long, bony
arm was thrust into DE Makeshift's cell.
De Makeshift seized it and pressed the
elbow to his lips. The able stepped
into the cell. 1--WE must escape from
here,' said the able.
"How?"
"By scaling the walls"
'tHow can we scale them without a
knife?"
'.Wait."
The able took off his shirt, tore itinto
shreds and, in a marvellous manner,
made a ladder. "Got a couple of pinsP''
"What do you want with them?"
"Make hooks to go on the end of the
ladder"
"Here they are,"
'.Now," said the able, bending the
pins and fastening them on the ladder,
'.follow me-"
They passed out into the courtyard.
DE Makeshift uttered an exclamation,
He saw the man who had poisoned his
grandfather. The able threw the lad
! der. The pins caught hold; the two
men escaped.
The following is an extract from
American realism:
Samuel" said Miss Peterson, have
you taken the ashes out of the stovep"
II guess / have"
"Did you fix the kindling?"
~ guess I have"
Samuel arose, stretched himself, blew
his nose on a bordered handkerchief,
took up a decorated shell, looked at it,
put it down, looked at the clock, took
up his hat and quietly left the house.
His heart was heavy, much heavier
than his brain. He walked with a
slight limp. Why? The conductors
experiment. had not been successful.
He blew his nose. Then he sneezed.
When he reached the street corner he
sneezed again. A girl passed, looked
back at him and giggled. He despised
| giggling girls. His sister who married
a man who possessed epileptic fits did
not gigglc. He followed the girl. He
despised himself for doing it but he
ccaldn't help it. 1t was the first time
he had ever followed a girl. He over
took the girl.
"How ar you?" he asked.
She giggled and said that she was
able to get about.
II know that" said he.
Then they both giggled. He turned
and left the girl. His heart was full of
sweet sadness. He regretted having
spoken to the girl for he had not been
brought up with her, yet her bright
image, as it hung before him in a neat
black-walnut frame, smiled upon him
and made his heart beat with joyous
throbs. 81 must not speak to her
again." he said, but the next minute
he ran after her. He overlook her and
said:
elbow are you by now?"
She smiled and said that she was
still stirring. He turned and ran away.
That night his sleep was not sound.
He was in loye.-Ark0nsas Traveller.