Thomas County cat. [volume] (Colby, Kan.) 1885-1891, 1889-05-16
THE FATAL KISS.
A Fortunate Mistake, and Every
Cody Happy.


Cody Happy.
When par come down from the ten
o'clock that mornin' We was all in the
back porch.
l was churnin' to one side, where
the Washington bower shades the sun,
and Sis was tracin' some piller shams,
with two owls a-blinkin' at one mother,
an ." good night writ erbove. Them
amt like common owls, what wakes
up when dark comes.
Par turned the celler stoop for the
side steps. an Sis throwed down every
thing, an says she:
"Par, where's my maii?'
Henry Cabell was balancing hisself
on the porch rail Within, an 1 seen
paris eyes twinkle as they looked that
way, but 1 give him warnin' an says
he:
1.-Two letters fur you, Irene, a
package O. chicken powders fur you,
Pamely. an the papers"
Sis opened one letter.
"A card of acceptance from the
Century-old Magazine" says she.
IAN laws, mar as she read the mex
one, "May Meverill will be merried
the 1Oth!''
''Them's too many merrys fur me, u
says !. "Read the papers"
I'm fond O. hearin' bout the muir
ders an hangin's an things O. rale
interest that goes on in the world.
Par was readin' the News Carrier,
an Sis took up ernother paper, an
says she:
MAR, just listen at this item from
a traveller:
.Durin' my sojourn in California
visited many of the old ruined mis-
sions. In the graveyard of one the
priest pointed to a section beyond some
olive trees and said: "All in that row
were of one family. and they were
each in turn kissed by ghost before
they died" 80"
Il think them's the verbatim words. }
Said Henry Cabell. when Sis he'd
finished: "Allow me to have the pa
per, Miss Irene," an seen him read
that fool thing over twice an laff a
little to hisself as he handed it back.
WELL" says /, 'kissin' must be
scase in Californy if ghosts is a-takin'
it up"
Then whirled the dasher roun', fur
the butter he'd come, an thought no
more erbout it.
That evenin' twas gettin' sorter
tween lights. when Sis went to the
milkin'-gap over by the old Injin bury
in ground.
l he'd jes' doubled the yaller dorkin's
chickens to the black bantam's coop
an counted thirteen turkeys as they
flew up to roost, when here come Sis
a-runnin', her face winter sperrit'
an her eyes shinin' like stars, an saws
she:
20 mar! I've seen ghost slidin'
mp against the fence rail. an I've had
q token I'm goin' to die!''
"Nonsense!" said l. ..you amt seen
nothin' but Jersey white, that 8 missed
comm to the cuppen now fur three
nights"
30 no, no indeed, MARI cried she,
IAN o! when l started to run it kissed
me plum in the face"
Then 'twern't no soul but Henry
Cabell," says l. Land knows you've
played him fast an loose long enough;
it's no wonder he wants to get even.
Besides" says l. when I seen she
looked cut erbout Henry, she's. goin'
away to-morrer. an he knows he'd
never get to kiss you 'good-by' no other
way"
..But, mar" says Sis, a-shiverin'
''them lips was cold and clammy, m
1smelled q smell not of this earth"
Pooh" said /, '.you smelt nothin'
but Henry's cigar; an any lips would
be clammy with the night air comm
on"
1t warn't no use talkin' to Sis.
1--WE had q warnin'," she repeated,
sinkin' on q cheer as we entered the
house, and claspin' her hands in an
guish. Lilies SORROWS will soon be
DER; leave me to solitude. mar. an
let me write these thoughts"
20 yes" says l. you she'll"
So ] filed up the Ink bottle out o