Rock Island daily Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1886-1893, 1889-11-08
THE ROCK ARGUS FRIDAY. NOVEMBER s. 1883.
Ound him out, and they must go forth beg

found him out, and they must go forth beg
CARS
s'Oh, Dicki Dicki Have come to you to
ruin youi Must give you upi Oh, can
noti .annoti"
She cried aloud in her agony, looking up to
the SOLEMN midnight sky, but no answer came
10 her from the starry dome, and nature
dept voiceless in the hot. Iyindless night.
The meeting house at Rabbits Find owed
its exis ience to one Of those sudden bursts Of
emotional religious feeling to which men who
lead hsr I'd lives are frequently prone When
Mrs. Wagons reached the meeting house her
husband was already there, and without a
word sire went and stood by his side The two
clasped hands and looked silently into each
Others faces, neither having words to express
the feelings that possessed them Joe Wat
kins WI in possession of the pulpit, and near
him set the heroine Of the hour, smiling
pleasan ely on the company. The crowd was
unusua ly well dressed So many boiled
shirts, it was remarked afterwards, had never
been sen before In the camp. 1t was the
dry Sec son, which accounted for the large
attends nee; the majority, however. pre-
ferred hanging around and discussing the
matter out Of doors to listening to Joels elo-
quence within.
Things hev bin gettin' lax fer some time,n
said Watkins, land the camps decided to
make a stand, and Wagons hez got ter git
that's it, he's got ter git. There's three things
as Bah dts Find can't stand-hoss stealin',
crooked dealin' at cards and bigamy. The
camp amt squeamish, but that's the verdic';
and as Dick Wagons hez deserted his lovin'
wife anil married Spiggots wilder, why, in
course les got ter git"
The orator paused for a reply; but before
II could be given Dick, turning his back on
Joe. ado ressed his Judges:
"Five years ago" he said, II married that
painted Jezebel, who left me after she had
spent nv money and driven me to drink and
despair. Boys, you know what / was wnen
! came here; you know what / am now
What was then was the work of that fiend;
what / @ m now is the work of this good wo-
man. Sle is my wife In the sight Of God and
In the eyes Of all honest men. Wonder is
hell; here" clasping her to his breast, sis
heaven She is my wife, my own true wife,
and d. the law which says she's notr'
A thunder of applause broke out on this
speech, n the midst OF which Bob Tinnett
entered he building
"Snak IS and live lightningln he exclaimed,
as his EYES fell on the deserted Arisdne who
at that moment was vigorously applauding
the speech OF her Theseus Are you the
deserted wife that Internal hypocrite has
been jaw ing aboutr
do you know herr asked Wagons ca
gerry. II so, you can tell them what sort
OF WON, n, In my boyish folly, made my
wife,
mot your wife, Dick, my boy, because I
had mar ried her the year before, and was
No s."
Comic ind you, Joe Watkins was the I'M
expected rejoinder Of the much married wo-
man "A pretty mess you've got me into;
but you never were worth your salt
never"
What Did you know him beforegn
shouted dozen voices, while the advocate Of
public morality turned from gray to green.
Know himi Why, be was my first ven
ture You may be sure, gentlemen, did not
know my own value In the market when /
married him. He promised me pile II
would come along and work this game. He'd
got a spite against poor Dick and his wife /
hated to do Dick another i'll turn. Upon my
honor, now, Dick, did; but I'd struck moth
ing but Il. luck for SO long"
Don't apologize, ma'arn,n replied Dick,
grimly. What have Just learned makes
me very glad you came. But as for this
hound and he turned on Joe, who groveled
at his fest In abject terror.
Don't shoot, Dick" said Jack LEROY.
Such vermin are not worth lead. He Is
saving for hemp. Get up, you cur, and take
this charming wife Of yours and go And
now, boys, straight for Randy's"-G. B.
Hasbrouk In brakes Magazine.