Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1890-05-24
MoMAh.s MINNIne WAYS.
How Mrs. Stlnson Conquered One of Hs'
Husbands Impatient Creditors.

How Mrs. stlnson Conquered One of Hsa
Husbands Impatient Creditors.
Say, boys, am | sofs9" said Tommy
Magruder, as he sat down in Seven's en-.
gine-house on Tuesday night
SWELL, there amt any body around
these corners that would dare to tell
you 80, Tommy, said the driver. why,
what's eatin' you now? You look as II
you wasn't feeling bit happy, but you
don't look soft"
We'll, was beginnin' to think was
gettin' soft, and you'll say l am after
tell you about my trip to-day. I've been
collecting, or tryin' to collect, to-day,
and don't think I'm any good at the
business, John Stinson borrowed forty
dollars Of me two years ago, and I've
been gettin' 1t back in promises ever
since. He pays installments of wind
every month or two, and that's all get.
Now, Johns pretty good fellow, but
lately have been gettin' leet,, sore
on him about them soads, and the more
l thought Of it the madden / got On
Monday night went to bed mad about
it, and swore I'd go up to his house and
nail him for the amount in the morning.
was afraid wouldn't stay mad enough
over night If l slept in good bed,
so l kept my clothes on and slept on a
hair-cloth lounge, and got up mad
der than I was when / went to
bed. went without my coffee to keep
mad and left my tobacco at home. l
was afraid to go up on the train for fear
of losin' my mad, so l walked out to his
place, two miles over the first mount
ain, and didn't take single nip on
the way. Oh! was bound to stay mad
clean through, and was billing when l
reached his farm and knocked at his
door. Mrs. Stinson came to the door,
and the moment she opened it she began
Ia smile, and, putin out both hands,
she said: why, Mr.. Magruder! Well,
this is surprise, and pleasant one.
You'm quite the stranger. l am glad
to see your
"'Where's your old man?' says I as
gruff as could, seems l was talkin' to
lady.
"'Oh, John, she says. He's gone
down to the store and will be back soon.
Why don't you come in? You surely
amt goin' away without comm imp
well, felt my mad goin' then; but
I wouldn't let it go, and answered
her savage-like. I come up to talk
turkey with john says /, and that's as
far as got when she pulled me in and
slammed the door. Now, see here,
Tommy she says, with her sweetest
smile, i amt goin' to let you go back
till after dinner. The idea Of coming
way up here and not coming into the
house. You ought to be ashamed of
YOURSELF and then she talked about the
folks and acted so sweet and pleasant
that forgot all about being mad until
l saw John coming through the
gate. Then l got glum again, but,
Lordy, it wasn't any good, for he was
just as hearty as she was, and they piled
it on so thick that didn't get chance
to say what I came up to say. They
were so blamed glad to see me, and so
pressin', that didn't have the heart to
kick, and the consequence was l sat
down to dinner.
They had country sausages, and
couldn't help saying that they was
good. With that Mrs. Stinson said:
oh, do you like them? Well, I've just
made a lot, and l will give you some to
take home with you. Don't say no.
You've got to take them. No, you amt
robbing me; ] made too many of them,
and / want you take a bottle of my
catsup, too, and blamed if that woman
didn't wheedle me into taking a big
package of sausages and bottle of
catsup, and going out of the
house without asking for that
money. l couldn't do 1t, you know,
after them being so good, and as
was going away they walked to the
gate with me and gave me good send
off, telling me to be sure and come up
again soon. / walked down the street
about half mile, gettin' madden and
madden at every step, and looked at the
package of sausages and catsup.
Forty dollars, says 1 to the pack
age, and then l chucked it as far as l
could, and heard the bottle smash
against a rock in the field. That's how
mad | was at myself then, and I amt
got over it yet don't care what you
fellows say, but am soft, and there is
no Wiping it out. IN. Y. Sun.