Dodge City times. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1876-1892, 1889-05-09

know 'em apart. though; if they don't
can't be expected to!'
Mr.. Erwin was dislodged first.
"Whiteport Hotel, sir!" Said the
coachman. "This your trunk, sir?'
THAT is my trunk answered MIR.
Erwin, blissfully confident that no one
had trunk like his.
Jehu pocketed his fare, shut the car.
rage door, sprang to his box, and rat
tied away over the pavements at a
break-neck pace to No. 50, Box street,
whe=e the celebrated family of Black
more resided.
Here you are madam" cried he
pitching the trunk into the marble
paved yestibule with an energy that
made Miss Binder rejoice in its zinc
corners and iron clamps. Now, then
One dollar, ma'am!"
Miss Binder unlocked her trunk in
the presence of all four of the cousins.
I've an India Grape shawl ont of
Uncle Dixon's red-chest for each of you
/! girls" said she, land set of carved
ivory chessmen, and a real Turkish
chibouque for Charles and Caleb
and -"
As she spoke, the wards of the key
revolved, and the lid few up. Miss
Barbara uttered shrek.
MEMS shirts!' cried she.
Mr.. Caleb Blackmore recoiled.
"Boots." uttered he, in a hollow
voice
While Mr.. Charles glared, voice
lessly, at set of shaving tools and a
yellow-covered volume.
Il wouldn't have believed it, Maria
Ann, if hadn't seen it with my own
ewes" said Barbara.
a gratuitous insult" cried Miss
Sarepta, the elder sister.
Tit isn't mine," squeaked the IN
fortunate Maria Ann, bursting into
tears of mingled perplexity and NORTH
cation.
Not yours? Then whose is it?'
fiercely demanded Sarepta Blackmore.
Maria Ann! Maria Ann Binder! I'm
ashamed of you!"
But if Miss Binder was subjected to
obloquy and misconstruction, what was
the gloomy cloud that settled above
Mr.. Edward Erwin when his better
half, taking calm possession of his keys,
unlocked the Zinc-bound trunk that the
hotel porter deposited in their room,
and beheld brown velvet bonnet, two
China Grape shawls, and a work-box.
Mr. Erwin!" she cried, jerking out
the tray as if it burnt her fingers, what
is this?'
MY things, dear, aren't they?" I'm
consciously answered Mr.. Erwin, who
sat with his broad back towards his
wife and the trunk that wasn't his,
toasting his feet at the fire.
"Your things, indeed! Pretty things!
I wonder you don't blush to speak the
words! Slippers, embroidered hand
kerchiefs, fiuted underthings! Erwin,
I'll sue for divorce. Iwill!'
She sank back on an easy chair max
ing evident preparation for a good old
fashioned attack of Mysteries. Mr..
Erwin jumped up and sprang to the
rescue.
Edward, whose things are these?"
my dear, don't know"
is this your trunk?'
"Its-my-trunk," unwillingly owned
Mr.. Erwin. But somebody has hocus-
Focused my things out of it, and some
body else's in.
Edward, that is ridiculous nonsense!"
shrieked Mrs. Erwin. "Oh! oh! oh.
that / should live to see this day. Go
away, you false, unnatural, deceitful,
| doubIe-fa faced"
please, sir, interposed the voice of the
hotel porter, there's lady here with
big trunk as saws she must see Mr.. Ed
ward Erwin"
Call the police! send for the land
lord" called Mrs. Erwin. Coming
here, her own bare-faced self! Well, 1
never did see such impudence! Put
her out doors! Erwin, how dare you
look me in the face, and"
Its my trunkw cried Miss Maria
Ann Binder. bouncing into the room.
And it's as bad as burglary to open it.
I'll have the law of you. There, you,
porter bring up that other trunk"
Go away, you bold thing!' piped
Mrs. Erwin.
What business is it of yours?" viz
ulently demanded Miss. Binder.
Its my husband!'
"Then what is he doing with my
trunk?'
rs it-your trunk?" family asked
Mrs. Erwin.
Ladies! ladies'! do pray preserve the
peace" soothed Mr.. Erwin. Don't
you see the trunks are exactly alike.
It's mistake of the hackman's, madam"
he addressed Miss Maria Ann, Il hope
you haven't been put to any serious in
convenience"
Miss Binder was Modified, Mrs. Err
win unwillingly confessed herself in the
wrong, Mr.. Erwin wiped the perspera-
ton from his brow, wondering what on
earth would have become of him if
Miss Binder and the other trunk had
not made their opportune appearance
Just in the nick of time.
"She would have got divorce" said
Mr.. Erwin to himself. Il almost wish
she had"
Miss Binder took her own treasure
back to the Blackmore residence, and
made her peace with the four cousins,
Mrs. Erwin ordered cup of strong tea
to compose her nerves, and Mr. Erwin
bought pint of white paint, and spent
his leisure evening in inscribing his
name in big letters on both ends of his
trunk.
For" said Mr.. Erwin, cts the last
time I'll be caught So
Let us charitably hope that it was.
Natural History: The Dog.
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