The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1890-01-23

has happened, and what does he want
with me? Where is Mrs. Adams
Has anything happened to her?"
For a moment she eyed me in sol
emn silence, then said, slowly, as il
weighing every word, and prepared to
doubt any answer [ might make:
Whur is Hank? Gone ter fin you
with er Winchester. Whur is Jimmy
Tibet is jes' whut he's agoin' to ak you.
Look heur, Mr.. Mcpherson, eff tibet is
yer name, haven't yer seen Jinny?"
~Not since she left here this morn
ing. Ny God! what has happened
here that your son is looking for me
with a gun, and wa><s me to tell
him where his wife is? / don't under
stand"
wall, it pears 'sif Yer wuz speakin'
ther truth. But yerd better be hidin'
when Hank comes tell I kin tell him
whut yer said. Jes' read this" and
she thrust piece of note-paper into
my hands. Before I could read 1t we
heard Hank coming up the road, mat
tering curses on some one, and alter
nately blessing and cursing his wife
and calling down imprecatioms on his
own head for being blind to something
or other. / could not comprehend any
more than I did what ut was all about
His mother snatched the paper from
me and thrust me into the other room
and shut the door just as he came in. -
WALL, I eoulden fin ther wAite-liv-
cred cuss, an I tole yer tibet all yer
talk fur him wur I'm favor of a sneakin'
wolf, mother" he said, as soon as he
came IN and saw no one but his mother
there.
20, eff I could jes' get a bead on him,
I'd show nina how ter steal inter q
mans house like tibet. Poor little
jimmy. God knows [ meant well by
her, mother; an wuz a fool not ter
see tibet she wur pinin' fur somthin'
whut could never give hur. Eff she
had only told me tibet she wanted ter
go way, an tibet she coulden love me
as she should, I'd hev sent hur any
whur But ter leave like this, an with
a man whut-"
/ could hear no more. / saw it all
now. His pretty, innocent-looking wife
had eloped, and he thought I was the
scoundrel. / burst into the room, and
exclaimed, before he could say word
in his establishments
"Mr. Adams, I have just learned
what all this trouble is about. I am
innocent of this, in thought, word, or
deed As God is my Judge, and as I
hope to receive mercy above, l have
not seen nor heard of your wife since
she left here for church this morning.
You may be mistaken. Why do you
think she has left you? Let me see
that paper your mother hao just now"
For answer he gave his mother
terrible look, and she covered before
his gaze as if in terror. He then
reached for his gun, and said, In a
voice SO low and calm as to be more
terrible than a cyclone of wrath:
Back! Don't yer dare ter touch
anything whut she has writ with yer
vile serpent paws. will give yer jes'
two minutes ter tell whut yer done with
her, an then I'm goin' ter make yer
swar ter keep her always. An eff I
ever hear tibet yer hewlett her want fur
anything, or tibet yer hev got tired of
her, I shall kill yer on sight jes' as /
would miserable, cowardly cyote tibet
yer arc Whur is she?"
my dear sir, you must be mad. I
swear to you hev not"
With quick motion he brought his
gun to his shoulder, when his mother
caught it and held on to it with
death-grip.
Don't, Hank; not tibet way. Give
Their stranger time ter pray. Give him
chance. Let him read Their letter.
Don't yer see his bosses an buggy air
in the lot. Don't yer put blood on yer
soul whut yer can't ever wash off.
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