Indian chieftain. [volume] (Vinita, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1882-1902, 1886-11-25

harder, enjoyed less, and suffered moro
than any one similarly situated, whom !
chanced to know. Wen, anyway, decided
10 stay away from the restaurant that day
and arrange my own small bill Of fare as
nearly rs possible in accord with the day.
had once taken home some cranberriee,
just because thcv were so pretty and din
ner-lilSe, and, as an experiment, had slowed
them over my little Ras-heater, and mado
most delicious sauce. ! could do so again.
This, with some turkey taken from the req
taurant, rolls from my favorito bakery,
and box Of candy, would furnish me q
meal nc for a queen--if she were a happy
one-at one-half the cost of a similar ono
prepared by stranger hands" Tho bal
ance l would inclose in an envelope TO tho
little errand-boy who was accustomed TO
bring errands TO our oflico from S. s. a.
Co., whose wan face and pleasant smilo
had touched my heart, and who was tho
only person l knew that felt justified in
plying.
II was late when l reached "down town.
and after getting my few errands, l was
weak and Trembling and sat In G-s q
Co.'S TO wait for the car. While l ,jotted
down notionn the car-bell startled me,
and jumped up hastily, gathering my ef-
fccts-rolls, chicken, cranberrics and tho
paper which I crumplcd back in my hand rs
ran. had almost reached the step, when
by some mis-siRht, the conductor rang tho
bell. The next knew / was rolling over
and over, and over, in the doubtful snow
and slush, skirts in mid-air, hat rolling
under the wheels and the unfortunate cram
berries dripping through hole in their
bag, proclaimiug In balls Of crimson guilt
my mortifying story to conductor, pas
eat, frns.a t,naonr.- f,r- nuI horror Of hnrrpfa
my dear old gcntlemsnl For he |, wns
whose strong arm rightcd me, rs though
had slipped in the most simple and grace.
ful manner possible, leading me 20 a seat in
the car, as though we were returning from
picnic-brushing down the mud aud
suow-striped trough suit as though
| brushing a butterfly from a lawn-tcnns
costume, and seating himself beside me, MS
though he had been my escort since tho
morning. ] did not need 20 look for my
| bundles thero they all were, close beside
| him. minus the luclzlcss cranberrics.
"You must allow me 10 sec ycu safely 10
your home," he said. "You are too weakly
| TO be trusted alonc.n Whatever more he
said was neither heard nor replied to;
could neither hear nor see, nor understand.
| After seeing me safely deposited in the
musty little parlor, he added: "Now''--
/ UNA 4 AAtNNN NfNAA Allt IN.Nf AhI u HAAlnNAtea
| heap was all that was left OF me, ten sec
onds after touched the little lounge.
And the next voice heard was the doc
tors, and a very strictly professional voice
| it was. after the dear tender tones that had
sent ne to sleep
CONTINUATION FROM PRIVATE DIARY.
And so l spent Thanksgiving Day in bed,
and four days after. The fifth day a sec
ond form followed the DOCTORS into the
| parlor-which / had, for the first time,
reached again-and shed its slight hair and
dark eyes" upon the face Of the little mirror
which had reflected Dicks angry glances,
the evening Of our discussion Of that fate
| ful subject.
The doctor staid only long enough 10 feel
my pulse, change my medicine and intro
ducc me 20 his old friend and fellow-citizcn.
| Oh, kindly earth, open and swallow me
| upl Ye, SHOWS, fall in heaps and bury
mo from sightl : Oh sun, cease your
| cruol shining, and let a merciful darkness
| enshroud my crushed, humiliating self !
for the doctor introduced me to-M. L. Dc
| Verne, editor-in-chief Criterion, city, who
| for the last eight weeks had been re-
| cciving, in tho private box Of his editor-in.
| chiefship, the twin romances Of Coming
| Events" " and my own dcarly-bought story
OF sclf-proclaimed love and devotion for the
'dear old mole, who would not disclose -
and with whom my Identification dated from
that day when the brown eyes rested in
/ differently on the awning Of the rival res
taurunt across the way gfre- they had de-
| liciously twinlsled over their owners name
tastefully scroll-bound on the left-hand
corner Of the Criterion note-head, so nc.
commodatingly displayed TO his gaze.
My dear old gentleman" indeed! $50
| handsome, so stylish and so clC0n.m "How
\ / longed TO know hml' "How longed to
serve with hands OF love, the dainty dinner
| brought by stranger hands!. Oh, you bad
| little daisy, what made you tell
The scalding tears Of shame burst from
my eyes. made dash for the door. but