St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-12-26

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and waited impatiently for Christmas m orn-
ing to break. 1t happened that the surprise
reached the station Saturday afternoon wnile
Sachse was absent. aud the boys, who are
never comfortable unless they are playing
practical joke on somebody, opened the
package. and found beautifully
embroidered pair of velvet slippers lined with
quilted satin, gift that might have been ap-
preeiated by the emperor of Russia. The
slippers were removed and cheap pair that
had been purchased for go cents, ornamented
with blazing suuhowers and black paint, SUBJ
stituted. The package was put into its origi-
nal shape and held for the owner. Yesterday
morning Sachse came into the station with
light, airy step, h 9 face covered with smiles.
and walking up to the stove cbafed his hands
together. and asked the boys if any mail had
come for him. They pointed to the package
and said they guessed that was his. Sachse
looked at it and tenderness crept into his
eyes as they rested on the little square bundle
that had come from the one woman he loved.
snow, boys" said he, iii show you what
it is to have a nice little wife, You fellers
that go monkeying round without home, or
q wife to take care of you, don't know what
life is. I'll show you what my wife thinks Of
me-" And laying the package on the safe,
he pulled knife from his vest pocket and
cut the string that bound the package. He
smiled happily as he undid the box and
hummed "Baby Nine in alight-hearted way.
The boys had clustered around Sachse and
were eagerly looking at the box. When the
cover was lifed and the 80 cent slippers,
ornate with flaming sunfiowers. met Sachse s
anxious eyes. his lower jaw fell an inch and
the blood rushed in food to his face.
"Cheap John, by Hebronl' he exclaimed,
as he looked down on the surprise.
"Cheap Well should say not" said the
boys in a chorus. 'Aint they beauties. Your
wife must think heap of you, Sachse. 1t
must be great to be married and have some
body think of Teller like that at Christmas
when he's away from home"
Sachse thought he saw streak of sarcasm
in this con m ent, but he kept quiet and tieing
up the slippers gave them to bell boy at the
Windsor. Ali day he looked disturbed and
didn't talk much, but would occasionally
make some remark about the damnable taste
of a woman when she started out to pick out
wearing apparel for man. The longer he
thought over it the worse he seem, to feel,
and at last he said to John O'Connor, I'm
going to write my wife letter that'll make
her red headed If she hasn't better taste
than that / don't want her to buy me any
thing in the future and selling a pen and
ietterhead he sat down and wrote his wife
somewhat incendiary letter. When he had
finished it, the DO thought the joke had been
carried far enough and explained to Sachse,
pr ducing the beautiful slippers that his
wife had sent him. He didn't talk much, only
saying as the gang walked up to the bar,
81 thought it was id strange"
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When Chief Clark walked into the police
station yesterday morning. he found Alder
man O'Connor sitting at desk with his cheek
resting in his hand and an exceedingly sor-
rowful look on his face.
Hello Dick said the chief.
How are your muttered Dick. ''How
longs Pat Conley been sick, Clarke
"Who?'
Pat Conley.'' ..o..
"He amt sick. was talking to him last
night
II know he amt sick now," replied Dick,
''he's dead.''
'Dead?''
YES"
'sThe hi he is!''
'Well, look here,'' and Dick picked up
GLOBE and pointed out the paragraph pub
lished as news thirty odd years from now,
stating that the Fourth ward aldermen had
passed in his chips.
The chief read it without noticing the date,
and preached a brief but pointed sermon on
the uncertainty of life. He didn't know that
Conley was still alive until couple of hours
later, when Conley walked into his Office.
1.-THE ID, Conley, 1 thought you were
dead" said Clark.
''Well, If am 1 hain't been notified re-
piled Conley.
The chief then discovered how he had been
fooled. In speaking of it afterwards he
said when O'Connor read him that death no.
tice, and he remembered having talked with
Conley the night before, cold, clamrny sem
saton crept up his spine. and he felt like
joining the church Immediately.