Wichita eagle., 1890-02-09

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So Sally hcrssJ appeared Through the SOFT
dESl.
But while they sat in this sweet silence
quite forgetful Of adverse fate-possible
to them as to all humanity-down the
street came the squire. regret and con-
sternation on his kind old face, holding
letter in one hand and wiping the
sweat from his troubled forehead: not
that it was warm. but he was agitatsd.
He avoided the house, for he did not
want to see Sally at first, aYld. hearing
the angry squawks of the hen with which
Mrs. Tyler was engaged in single COM
bat, he traced his wife 10 the barn and
arrived there just as She emerged from the
door. painting, but flushed with victory.
s'Well! I've sot her at lest, Got her
into nail kag and put miikin' stool
on top. guess she'll stay put till to-
morrer, and then I'll fetch the good eggs
n put under her
Kind o smother, won t shes' suggest
ed the humane squire.
Law, no! the hay amt up 10 the
bunghole. Got letter, hev ye, there in
your handT'
"Je-rus'lem! guess hev; n wish
Sally'd stayed to haxn, tell We. I'm
dead beat, n I'd ruther be- hung tins
minnit than tell her ont. Come along
into the kitchen; she amt there, rs she;''
mo; she's up stairs, | 'xpect She
seems to favor bein alone considerable
when the chores rs done. I'm most
alters sleepy, and you're up to the store,
n there amt no company for her. Wait
minnit, n I'll light the lamp.
"Oh dear" said the squire, unfolding
the letter Its dreadful thing. wife
dreadful, but taint no use to jaw
about it beforehand. Here! take N read
It; can't
The superintendent had evidently
thought Mr.. Tyier's first questions were
the important ones. and answered them
in business fashion:
"Mr. 'Paphro Tyler:
"SIR-Yours of the 4th came To hand
this morning. l have recently come to
this place. but find on inquiry that 10
seph Dyer worked bere year sgo He
was fOrger, and q good workman; of
his personal character know nothing.
Yours, ETC., T. ADKINS"
Goodness graciousv exclaimed Mrs.
Tyler. dropping the letter in her hap and
looking az hast at her husband over her
spectacles. "a forcer. Why, it's a
hangin' business, amt it,"
Il blieve 'tain't now, but anyway it's
state prison. Jest to think on't.'
ITS dreadful dreadful! husband: n
we've got to tell Sally! Well, she's had
a great escape, II She d oughter be thank
full fort"
Il guess thatn be the beast part ont
growled the squire, passing his hand
across the shaggy eyebrows as if to brush
away a mist. Fetch the lamp. wife;
the entry's mighty dark. I'll go n call
her
The squire opened the kitchen door,
and Mrs. Tyler followed, but their steps
were arrested by a strange sound in
that house. From the parlor door flowed
a stream Of low talk. sweet ar she kiss
ing whispers that ripple behind canoe
silently padded across silent water. and
broken here and there with bubbles Of
laughter The squire looked ut his wife
and advanced manfuIly, taking the hight
In his own hand. There, in the Good
of light the rising moon poured In at
the open windows, sat Sally and a young
man, hand in hand, On a settee-Sally
blooming and dimpling and brushing in
the most unscrupulous and delightful
manper. and the chap" as the squire
mentally styled him, so handsome and
30 happy tia: Hr. Tyler involuntaray
smiled.
Father. this B Mr.. Dyer. That is
mother, joe
The squire fairly gaSped with rage:
''How darst you come into tins bouse,
you rasidi. - a-grnnin' and inposin'
round jest az though you was as good az
folks. | know ye, "a III hev ye hauiei
up IN states prison pretty qunck if tbere's
law II the land, 'n.ess yoa clear night
off"
'.Oh. father sobbed Sally, "doat,
don't What do you talk 80 forT'-Joe
beng, as ne afterwards expnsoed Il,
damnfoonded.
Talk SOL Fsc.s Il facts. I've fc-rnd
him out; he's been and committed fo<
gerry, the ev,-si2stln' scau-p.
Joe found his tongue and baazed-
That's an internal lie, whoever lxys
H..
'NOh, Joe. donR inserpoeed sssa<ns
Ssny-Mrs. Tyler bes-x. for vondc-.
quite silent. coofexzlnS a. q ksskr per1<.
Of the erening that snc was SO krbd O
choxed up szse hAdn sord 70 tssoS q
. dog.
-Becanse il Is he, SauT. and I can +
b. s.andered 50 by any man. II he /
your father
TaIn't 10 slaa5e.~ thzndered IL |
squire. q Il l. Was. tzln't rDe ibel |
siSndered ye. supf,ose you ~ol't dsEy |
yoo worked 70 .be 5pEinsaeld srznogy : !
EYel t~o<s
~ hy, 10: whist shoasd dsGT u for
Tsil, read thars saiJ tlse -7asT
charging down ugson the &1gTy and
sontsh@t so-T4g man ~Ssa she i-.1er-
Joe took ibe paper fs'5s4 Ele sEz1.3
brzndlsised II. and sas eari1s eEll