St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1890-08-16

eloquent with suRgestioes Of suo1
epithets - ''Oourtly. +" ''accomplished.
etc, to b applied 70 him in future
references in local items
'Ho was standing BY tho press, when
the box upon which he was. gave way.
and he fell In the fall his arm caught
in the press and was wrenched." Was
her summing mp Of the situation.
The doctor took hold Of the arm. gave
it twist-and Marley dropped OF iAto
unconsciousness again.
1t was something Of . nine-dsys' won
der In Boomtown-the nine days during
which the stranger lay in his room in
the hotel. nursing . broken arm. and
building upa system which had given
way under the strain Of several months
hard work. ending with the long Jour.
ney and the events Of the afternoon OF
his arrival.
His flrst call, when he was able to
leave the hotel, WAS 1t the Herald ONCE.
The same little lady who had startled
him before was sitting at tho desk.
After some preliminary congratula-
tions had been disposed Of, he felt Dc.
cided embarrassment In carrying on the
conversation. At last he blurted out,
with characteristic bluntness:
Are you the editor?'
"Didn't I tell you so?" she replied.
with . twinkle in her eyes
"Yes, but-but-.S vas A. c. Chelton, !"
no stammered
THAT is right AHA Caroline Chel.
ton-that's N ., and she stsaightsned up
haughtily.
And you have run this tAiag all the
while?" -4a
"Yes. all tho while. would have let
you know, but l was afraid you would
not like it, and - the company was sp-
parently pleased with my work, I
thought l must be doing Is we'll - .
man"
Eyes. you did do as we'll Is . man,
and, Miss Chelton, let me tell you you
arc trump" said Marley. impulsivsly.
1t was the strongest word he had ever
used to lady, and he ratified on to GOV.
er up his breach Of etiquette: "You dld
splendidly. Tho paper WAS - strong -
. man could have made it. l liked the
style. Couldn't have improved on some
of the editorials myself"
Manley liked the Hsrald-that was
very evident It also soon became evil
dent to the Boomtown folks that he
liked the editor-or editrsss as some
would call her. His trip Of . few days
heightened into weeks, and all that
time he was lettering around the print
g. ~Nscn oMnvnA1 - At~.r ~,
that WAS the brightest spot on earth.
He conferred with the villagers, he
launched new plans for the improve.
ment of the place. but he gave his best
efforts to making happy the hours Of
the writer Of those editorials which had
50 caught his fancy.
When 1t last an imperative summons
from the Quaker city called him home.
he asked that writer to accompany him.
why" said she, roguishly: "Whst
will the Herald do without IN editor?"
1T never shall have another editor"
returned he. impetuously. '.I'll dump
the whole Office into tie ravine yonder.
No other name shall profane its COL
umns."
He did not exactly do that, but on the
day that he and his newly-made bride
were carried away eastward. they saw
from the windows of the Pullman car
three wagons stringing OF to the south.
mounting the slope that led after few
miles to the foothills Of the Rockies.
There, Alma" said Manley, there
they so. They arc moving the Herald
to Gold City. I sold the whole outfit
yesterday"
BoomtUwn never recovered tho loss Of
both its paper and editor. The down
grade upon which 1t had started when
Manley went West had no end short of
tia: quality called ''deadness."
1t went rapidly through that meta
morphosis which Henry Manley and his
wife. IS they talk over the affair In
their luxurious Philadelphia home, term
''Boomtown's Collapse. NJ. Hanger.
in Yankee Blade.