Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1889-10-17

eznoass.aI religious feeling Ia which men uno
ts~i harsi i've, are frssa-nrIr prone When
Nrx wag-ifs- reached the nrsesfng nrise her
husbsrd WIS already there. and without q
word she xeut and stos,d BY MS SHE The tso
cIaxxsd hands and iookssi silently into each
others face. n-irhsr having words TO express
the feelings that p,ss<ssrt them Joe Vat
kins va ia p.B-se-eaoxi Of the pulpit, and near
hin al the heroine Of the hour. smiling
PLEASANTLY 90 the conFAuy- The crowd was
unusually well dre--ssi So many boiled
khirts il vas remarked afrer~ ards had never
te~n seen before in the CAMP II sas Tue
dry season. which Accounted for the large
attendance. the majority. however, pre-
erred hanging around and discussing the
matter cut u door 70 listening To Jues eio
quencr within.
Things hev bin settin' lar fer sofne time,
xaAf 3ar.in. and tee camps declfissi 70
make stand, ansi Wagons hex got ter git
that's 1t. hes got t-r git- There's three thii9s
a, Rabbits Find can't stand-ho-- steal N
eroos-i s.ealin' at cards and bisany he
camp ANT -aueamisn. but that the ssfnic
and as Dick Wagons hez deserted ms los III
wife and married Spissots wilder my ID
eourse, he's got ter GIT
The orator paused for a reply bat b-l"r-
IL could b- gwen DICK, tH H4hs hAs N~1~N "A
Joe addressed his judges
Five years ago, he SAID Il mar ri''i tuht
,,in,..t Jezet,el. wno lift III. after she had
spent my money and driven me To Ill ihA ana
DESPAIR Bows. you know what | was ~nen
/ cam. here; you know what / am now
What [ was then was the work Of that fsnd
what am now IS tie work Of this good w.
man She is my wife III the sight Of God and
in the ewes Of all honest men. Ion'ier Is
he'll. here claspiBg her 10 mis- breast, rs
heaven She Is my wife. my own true wife.
and d thu. law which saws shes not.
A thunder OF applause broke out on this
.re.ch, in the mi,isr Of which Boo Tinnett
enterayi the building.
Snakes and live lightning" he exclaimed,
a, his eyes fell on the deserted Ariadne, who
at that moment was vigorously appiaadine
the speech Of her Iheseii, Are you the
deserted wife that Internal nypuci1te has
b+en ja~ing aboutr
DO you know herr asked Wagons ca
gerly IF so, you can tell them What sort
OF woman in my boyisn folly, made my
wife
Not your wife, Dick, my boy, because
had married her the year before, and vas
No g."
.'Confound you. Joe Watkins, was the IN
expected rejoinder OF tine much married NO
man. "A pretty mess you've got me into,
but sou never were worth your salt
never"
What. Did you know him beforef'
shouted dozen voices, while the advocate Of
public morality turned from gray To green
Know HINT Why, he was my first ven
ture You may he sure, gentlemen. did not
know my own value in the market when |
married him. He promised me pile if
would come along and work this game. He'd
got spite against poor Dick and lis wife
hated to do Dick another i'll turn Upon my
honor, now, Dick, did but Id struck moth
ing but Ill luck for so long
Don't apologize, ma am, replied Dick,
grimy What | have just learned makes
me very glad you came But a. for this
hound and he turned on Joe ~ho groveled
at his feet IN abject terror
Don't shoot, Dick said Jack LEROY.
such verniin are not worth lead He Is
saving for hemp. Get up, you cur, and take
this charming wife OF yours and 90. And
now. boys, straight for Randy &C.
Hn-brouk IN brakes Maga1l1e.