The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1889-01-05
QgICE1, OR YOU'RE BEAD.
4 rsoiern Novel Of Passion of the Most
A.oni.;ing type.
CHAPTER L.

bald and reverend mule, drawing what
seemed to he an open cart. In this
rude, but well-meaning vehicle rode
our heroine. She was young and fair
and lissom. Delicious eddies played
about the corners of her mouth, and
gave variety to lips that would other
wise be mOnotonouS III tlcir rednesS
and their eagerneSS. Titan hair was
piled high over a broad Corinthian
forehead, and one look into her eyes
WAS as moving as two hours III Bocaccio.
The night was very dark, however, and
the aged colored driver had to concen-
trate his attention on the mule. In
this way the journey passed without
incident. Soon the vehicle jumped "a
paling fence and drew up at the door
of the Pumpit mansion. Barbara
sprang to the ground, and straightway
her shapely tights went twinkling up
stairway into the wide old Virginia
hall. Sayagely knocking out an aged
aunt who advanced with Outstretched
arms to welcome her, she repaired to
her sleeping chamber-to that room
haunted by 50 many memories of a
tempeStuOuS but estate honeymoon.
Three years previously she had inarri-
ed \ elorem rumpIJ, and after Il month
of happiness had buried him. He was
young and fervent, but he could not
survive the stress of Barbara $ hug OF
the fury of Barbara $ kiss. So one day
after an especially violent set-to in the
barn yard, during which she kept him
off the ground for twenty-eight con
Secutiye minutes, he mildly remarked
that he could not afford to spend half
of his time III the air, he mildly but
firmly died.
Barbara stood for moment in the
center of the room. All alb Jut her was
the relics Of her mar ed happiness
reminders of fierce al iletic happiness.
There i'll a corner lay his cast oil boots;
here, flung a cuspidor, his brown linen
buster with a big stain on the back
as natural as life. On the mantel were
two poruS plasterS almost as good as
new. Hanging on the back of a chair
his chest protector AMI his mittens.
Imagine her feelings. She shrieked
aloud. She yelled to har vanished Val
to come back to her, andso come quick
ly-she wanted him particularly; but
of course he didn't. She whooped
again and painted for lagniappe. Sud
denly her hand came into contact with
something hard and gritty, like
neglected Connecticut pie. She held it
up and gazed hungrily and gaspingly at
it. Could her eyes deceive her. No!
it was, it was his liver pad. Cast aside
as he had taken it off to die; living
there SO silent, SO forlorn, so stricken
so nconsOlabl2. "Oh-h-hi' She
snatched it to her lips; she kissed a
hole IN 1t; she painted several pants,
she danced all over the room; she jump
ed against the wall; she kicked most of
her clothes Off, and III II she fell, gasp
ing and breathless, into the slop-tub.
When the colored hand-maiden burst
into the room, crying, Lord, Miss
Barbara what is you done with your
clOse:" Barbara answered YEARLY:
Put me to bed, Sukey; l always UNI
dress that way"
CHAPTER II.
Next morning she arose, arraved
herself i'll a blue serge bathing suit,
chamois CATERS, and n Scotch cap,
WillStlcd 10 the dogs and plunged into
the forest. There, i'll one of the re-
hottest Businesses she met man. She
at once gaspcd and began to palpitate
The man was like her lost NalOrem
He had the Pumpit brow, the Pumpit
neck, the Pumpit, biceps. Besides, he
was man anyhow. She fell upon the
earth and began to scratch and moan.
lie thought She was after a woodchucl
and politely offered his assistance. She
spTang to her feet with screech that
set the dogs to barking for three miles
around, and with one wild leap, sprang
into the air, ANA lighted on his collar
she twisted herself two or three times
around him. Her warm body thrilled
him, and his brisket throbbed respon-
siye to its contact. Then she licked
her chops and painted like a lizard.
Suddenly she glued her lips to his and
pat on the pressure. lie braccd him
self to meet the tug, but as the vacuem
began to work and he felt the plugs
lo0sening in his back teeth, he threw
her from him with one deIerious heaye
and fed into the Jungle screaming
Murder
on the ground and scratched and bur
rowed all night long in agony In the
morning She staggered home chockedly
with her garments in a fragile. her fin
gers bleeding and c0rns uDon her
knees as big as pane lkes. At noon She
wrote the following note:
,,
ana lost Nalorem-go away. Spare
me. | am pure That is my strong
point | NAV be warm and rustv, but
am pure from away back: renpat
% away, You know not how suffer
All last night | remained knpeling
with intervals of sqlIirminp. in the
woods. You know how cold if was
below zero? Yet | remained there all
through the night with nothing on but
hv umbrella and nv ear rings do
the fact and | BEG Won TO 90 away. Get
ont Your resemblance IL VaIGrem is
agony: Your midrif futters exactlv
as his did. When Won embrace me ami
gasp into my warming ear, | feel the
earth rock as though | were being tos-
Sed in blanket. Your electric belt
bears the self same brand. | cannot
stand it. Enclosed find time table
and ticket TO Uoboken. Take both