The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1890-04-02
Th aolieha Daily EAGLE aaldmsday lor,ino april

many reeJ o. ashes IN Uner nrepIace noDooy
kered bout startin' er fire. l usto feel sorry
fer ther boys, but couldn't help EN- lessen We
gin um Min, an we'd er little sooner gin EN-
our necks. Them boys had ther mos outda-
cious patches on their clothes / ever seen.
Some ov en- sot up TIL midnight soften them
hunks o cloth in, an their hans was 50
needle stuck they couldn't hardly work
Ther isquir felt sorry fer them bein' so lone
", so tole EN- ter come over an see him.
They was mighty glad Of ther invite an never
less no time in gittln' thar nuther. They
looked at Min most Of ther time, an air one
o. them would er sot up 10 her quick II she'd
gin um er half a chance. But she didn't
pear TO take no stock III perticlar to air one
an l was glad ov II, too, for, Lord knows, /
didn't want none o them TO take her from
me- 1 want jealous, but 1 KEEP my eye on
EN- all ther. time. Them minin' men amt 70
be trusted when it comes to Stealin' another
fellers girl, no they amt. But can't blame
'em much, fer | was half outer nv senses
all ther time MIN was my girl. Thar want
10 days like them, none, none.
We was gittin er long peaceful like, an
savin' up er heap Of gold, when one day thar
popped all ov er suddin in ther mines Bill
Grifins. He was portly built an hisSkin was
es white es Minis and his hans looked Ike
they'd never dun no hard work. Bill was
some sort o. far fetched kinry ov ther squir's,
an he hung 'roun' till ne gin him work. He
60. tired. an said he want used to Sich labor
in an want goin' to do it.
Everything went bad after Bill come.
Some o. ther boys got sick, gold got hard 70
fine an all un Us had ther blues Bill stayed
most of his time at the squirs. and he didn't
mine none O my hints TO git. Their SPUR
z42d o. liked to talk TO him, cause he'd been
er bout so many places an had seen so much,
Bill was better 'pearin' and finer lookin' than
any man out thar, an when / seen Min look
in at him sideways ! didn't like it er bit.
My heart would beat like somethini vile, an
l was uneasy all ther time, though she was
Just ther same 10 me. He was always seekin'
her com'ny, an she thought er lot ov white
skins. 1 got so l never went whar he was
'thout breshin' my face with lime, jeS' 10
make me stan er better show long slider him.
Bill he'd lots O. books, an use TO read in
'em to Mn every day. She liked ther stories
he'd tell her, an it made me mad cause |
couldn't read good 'nough fer her to listen 10.
Bill was mean hearted an was always putin
high notions in Minis head felt like takin'
him by his neck an ringin' it off every day,
an believe would fer er little. Their squIr
seen, too, how he was sourin' Min on mine
life but our weddin' was 50 close we thought
it wouldn't make no difference. Bill had
been that er month tryin' to take Min er
way from me- | knowed it, an / begged
her not to 90 back on me, an she said she
wouldn't, so l thought she was true.
Our weddin' day fell on Sat'day, an all
ther boys stayed from work jes' to see US
married, every las one ov 'em-'cept Bill
come over to help dress me, an all gin Min
a hunk o. gold for 'er present. When l come
out Min was standin' waitin', an ther pret-
tiest picter / ever seen. Their boys waved
their hats an hollered loud-all but Bill
He stood thar lookin' at Min, with his eyes
er blaze o. fire. He never heard nothin' nor
saw nothin' but Mn. She smiled kind Of
sad like at me, an it made me feel like I'd
never felt b'fore. In er mint Bill come tar
in in, an slappin' me on ther jaw said he'd
hev Min or die In er mint we was outside
ften fer life an death. Their boys hollered
out thet ther one what whips wins ther bride.
ned mos kilt him when ther boys pulled me
er way, an went to shoutin' Minnie was
mine An twas true I'd won her twice. l
took her ham an all Ov er suddin she looked
up in my eyes-then at Bill. Such er look l
'aint never seen in all my life. She tried to
tell me somethin' an it seemed to choke her.
But d'reckly sue said so sorrowful like; Dan,
1 never meant to; no, ther Lord knows /
didn't. Don't think hard o me, Dan, but l
love him"
An fore l could say er word she was
standin' by Bill.
No, ] aint got no folks nor nothin'. an
all my life was kilt thet day.-Philadep