Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1890-06-16
the CORRECT VERSION.

THE CORRECT VERSION.
ne Story Of the ..s~essAsarts" - Told
sy = Later Day Novelist
so this winds the thing ur. does il, Miss
Pankey."
at does, Mr.. Swackhsmmer."
and you haven't any explanation to
giver
.What explanation do YOU want, have
toad YOU | wished to break of the engage
n,eut hSrau,e it has become irksome to me.
Isn't that enough"
The young man uncrussed his Ngs, got
mp. and reached for his hat
L ..Secns stran.,e," he said. AS yearninS
look came into his eyes. that the engage.
mept didnt become irksome to you until
the oyster season WAS over"
Miss Pankcy did not deign any reply,
aud Alsernon Swackhammer, with n low
how. turned upon his heel and walked cat,
When the door had closed upon his re-
treating form the young woman sank nerv-
ossly into n chair
"The stupid wretch. d" she exclaimed. lie
ought to have h,i more sense than to take
me nj my word
Suddenly she stopped 20 the floor. picked
up small ivory tablet that had dropped
from Algernons pocket, pressed 1t passion
ately TO her lips. bowed her head upon her
hands and sobbed aloud
Years had passed The afternoon sun
WAS gliding the pre'entious spires and
cupoias of All ambitious western town, and
the soft, weird music Of the fish pctldlcrs
horn was heard in the street, when mid
die aged man with valise in his hand
OPENED the gate in front Of \ modest but
neat and well built cottage, walked brisk
ly up the steps and knocked at the door,
A lady answered the knock-a lady we'll
preserved but no longer young
The stranger barred his head. His hair
WAS beginning to turn gray, hut time had
/ evidently dealt with him leniently, and
care had left no deep traces on his brow.
He spoke;
rs the gentleman of the house-am
dreaming, Isn't this Cashmere Pankeys
Or rather'-and he smiled-"isn't this the
lady who was once Miss Cashmere Pan.
keyf'
II am Miss Paukey." she answered. "and
you are Algcrnon Swackhammer. lrecog'
niEed you AS soon as | saw you. Won't
you come I'M"
well, WE'LL" said the middle aged tray
eier, rs he sat in an easy chair in the front
parlor few moments later and looked with
interest at the face of the lady. Who
would have thought OF meeting you here
And you tell me you are still Miss Pankey?
Isn't this your homer
1T is my brothers. He is a widowcr.
keep house for him"
And you have never marred?"
No"
How have you prospercdT'
IL have no reason for complaint.
And YOU"
II have had great many hard knocks,
Cashmere Miss Pankey-since W, met
| last. BY the way, we parted rather un-
tremendously, didn't WEI"
| The lady sighed.
And have always felt that owed you
| an apology" he continued. for not send
ing your photograph back after you had
returned mine; but the fact is" he went
on, awkwardly, "l-er-coultln't find it, II
| got lost somehow"
Miss Pankey sighed aga>I,
That reminds me-" pursued Mr. Swack
hammer, that lost u little book slate the
last evening was at your house. must
have dropped it out of my pocket in some
way. 1t wasn't of any particular value,
and don't know when have thought Of
It before. but the recollection of it hap
pened to occur to me just now. 1t was n
little black book slate, with
| Il think it WAS an ivory tablet"
| "No. am quite positive it WIS little
black book slate.
II am sure it was II white tablet"
| Going to the mantel she opened a plush
lined jewel casket and took out n little
ivory tablet.
| Here it is" she said,
| And you have kept it all these years"
exclaimed Mr.. Swackhammcr.
Yes"
IL see was mistaken. But to change
the subject. DO you consider yoursclf-aw
fixed in life, Have you mono plans for
the-for the futuref"
| why. p
| She paused, and her visitor proceeded:
In a sense. | suppose, you are II fixture
here, Your brothers children are to some
extent depender. UPON your"
| "Of course, butt
Then permit me- Miss Pankey, for the
sake of old times" said Mr.. Swackham.
mer. rapidly, rs he opened his valise and
| took out "A number of documents, TO call
| your attention to the fact that life is IN
| certain, disease and death stalk abroad in
the land fatal accidents may happen NJ
any time and it is the part of wisdom to
| provide against contingencies by securing
those who are or may he dependent upon
us against want. In the policies Of the
| l.impinlazarus Life Insurance company,
| which ] represent. and for which have
travelled for the last seven years, you will
| find the most perfect system, the surest
guarantee, the most absolute security Of
fered by any company in the field, and
either on the ten year, the endowment. on
ths.l IA, .t flow t.Ftll
find the premiums smaller in proportion to
the gilt edged character OF the insurance
afforded than in any that has, ever come
under your notice, while the non forfcita
Bile feature of the policies, peculiar to our
company alone, together with the dividend,
that accrue after the third year, thus
steadily decreasing the annual premiums
while at the same time"-
Was this your object in calling, Al
Mr.. Swack hammer
1T was, Miss Panhey. I've just begun
to work this town"
Opening the little ivory tablet he BEGAN
jotting figures down in it with ;;rent
rapdity
"Now, here you will sce," he said that
on the ten year plan let me SEQ. what il
your age, peasei''
you will please excuse me, sir. hay.
some bread in the oven that must 60 and
look at, and ! don't need any life insnr
ance. Neither does my brother | wi.i
you success Mr.. Swackhammcr. Goo,
afternoon"
Miss Cashmere pankcy sat in pcn,iv,
silence II minute or two after her caller
had departed. then picked up the it'll,
ivory tablet put it back into the pIusi
covered jewel case. took them both out Il
the kitchen, tossed them into the stove
and went about her work with n firm and
decided expression on her face
Three weeks afterwdrh she married
baldhealcd dentist - years old. who hat
been making love TO her unsuccessful,
for about eight years. Chicago Tribune
Rapid Transit.
II have been on this road twenty years
and know whnt am talking about, sal,