Wichita eagle., 1889-09-17

evond An desire for furtner discovery.

| peyond an desire for further discovery.
s.Marier;s maids q hornit aready,,n laughed
Enoch, soto voce to the undertaken; IAN
see them men trackin' up her clean Eoor!"
Hank Sphinx had entered the porch at the
side of the house and Luke had followed him
They walked the length Of the porch, which
had been freshly cleaned that morning, and
Hank placed his hand on the latch of the
door, when old Luke placed his hand ON him.
ss'Tain't no use goln' IN an upsettin' every
thing in this house On count of dorg.n
Lego mel" answered Hank. I'm a-goin
| to bey thet dorg, an caflate no one amt
goin' to stop mel"
| Luke placed himself before the door.
! "Tm.a-goin' 10 stop any man openin' my
door an enterin' my house without q search
warrint Yes l be-"
''Oh, you be- be ye!" And Hank gave the
old man thrust aside. They glared at each
| other There was little sparring fer O
''side hold" when, quick as flash, the old
| man threw Hank over his shoulder, landing
him a good twelve PAGES on the grass As
Hank lay there sprawling on the turf, Luke,
pale with his effort and with anger, shook
his fist over his PROSTATE foe.
You'll never git thet dorg, Hank, onless
We ken wrastle betterin thet!' Then he put
his hand suddenly to his heart. God A.
mighty" he exclaimed. in hoarse whisper,
Is Enoch ran forward. 'SSomepenls broke
inside! Run an fetch Marierl Some one go
for the doctori I'm-I'm-rm- He kin
hev his dorg."
The old man sank to the floor of the porch,
and rolled over ON one side, CHASTITY white
ness spreading over his face.
| daad-dSad ,,itI3 criefi Enofh
aghast
'sNo he amt said the undertaken, kneel-
ing by his side Hes only tainted Hank,
you run fer the doctor. Aebbe it's a murder
case Guess ye'd better kinder let the doctor
know, Hank, an then yeou lite out, an keep
hid away I'll testify 'twan't your fault bein'
throwed tibet way, but yeou he'd orter got q
sarch warrint-yes yeou he'd"
Hank took the hint, and went out of the
yard, much crestfallen and quaking with
fear. Although he fancied he heard dogs
whine come out to him from the house, he did
not stop to look back or attempt to whistle
after him, the fatal cause of all his trouble
that dav He left word with the doctor, and
galloped back to his little hill farm on the
mountain side, a sadder and wiser, if dog
| less man.
The doctor worked over Luke for an hour
Aunt Marier, with scared look, made cruel
and poulsices, for which there could be no
possible use; but on being so informed, only
went on making more Cruel and more poul-
tees, as if by way of proving herself useful
in On emergency, if for no other reason
! Luke Judkin ''calne round" After week
he was out again, tue hard, knotty Old fell
| low. But he was not the same man he was.
'''Pears like bain't got long fer to live" be
said, with melancholy whine. ''Ny inngrds
amt right. Pears my orgius is twisted in
/ sideo
But however great the changes wrought by
/ his last ''wrastle" on Luke's body and in
sides, his mental change aud moral regenera-
ton were something astonishing.
''He amt the same cuss," said Enoch, as
/ he sat on his threshold Two weeks later, with
one or two farmers, and glanced across the
green. "He'S g sorter meachin' an wilted
down-no spunk left. Land he as ulster be
kinder feelm' round ter do somethin' mean
ter his neghbors, an make 'em feel mean ter
him, why he's turned right roundl Guess he
won't live long Nol Folks says he's paid
up all his debts. WAL, he's paid my count
every cent, an he went an paid for
| Mariers-that's his fourth wife, yeou reklects
sisters chiid's schoolin' down to Mortified.
/ An ez fer thet dorg o. hizen, Hank got hum
back all right; yes, an Luke, he's tryin' fer
to act on the square. Why, there's Mr.
/ Staples a-coming! Dead7 Luke Judkin
dead2 Why, want ter know! Thet's newsl
Whewl"
Eyes; dead half an hour ago." said the I'M
dertaher, who came across the green To the
store with pail for ice. Passed away
peaceful like. Yes, yes, were on hand; hap
/ pened so. Luke's dead at last. The strains
what killed him. Yes, looks peaceful an like
q saint"
Il calrlate he's saint 'nough now" sighed
Enoch, with New Englander's readiness to
canonize all deceased persons. lie were
wicked al tunes, were Lake but mostwise be
were 50 dern smart thet We he'd ter fergiv'
i'm. An, waal, what eff he did sell his dorg
over dozen timesl Want it half the dern
dorgs fault; Dead: WAL. ye don't say sow
at were part the dorg's fault, replied the
undertaken; but eff | stan here a talkin,
! LukeQ spite, an all tibet there peaceful ind OF
| hizen will go for naught. never see a corpse
| hook 50 mild and good tempered Most looks
sour, Mr.. johnson: out Luke, he smiles away
as eff he he'd a easy death, kinder passed over
! the river, as they say, an larhn' an srnlAn'
| gCOd-by, an It's jest MT Jne ciinetery IolBS
off right, few, Mr. Johnson-jest right. On,
we finished off the roadways jest in time, an
we shell give Luke big funeril-as big as
| from S75 to S1o0 Il buy; yes
| Luke's was indeed a grand funeral for East
! Village. There was some Sinking and sInil
| ing over the patent fact that the new Gene
terry folks" had got the better Of old Luke at
! last, and there were some hidden winks over
/ the fervid eloquence of the Rev. Mr. Scrooby
as he praised the high character Of the de-
ceased-encominns better fitted, perhaps, to
the last fortnight OF his life than TIE previous
| five-and-eighty years. But the band was on
hand and It's narrow repertoire, though con-
tanning 10 funeral music gave the greatest
satisfaction Imaginable. Was it not auspi-
cious to open the new cemetery with the tune
| John Browns Body" followed, between
prayers, by The Star SpaDgled .BannerF'
/ Certas. Old Luke Judkin that summers day
had a most cheerful end. Eve hsv made
him. " said the undertaken, sole1nniy ehev
made him a sorter phi-lanthropeedn '-J. S.
| ". in Harper's Weekly.
a Serious Case