The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1891-10-02
HE WAS A LITTLE roo LATE.

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and had got up into the hills about four
miles from the railroad station at Gee.
town, when met wild looking man ON
horseback, with bundle in front Of him.
He was evidently denizen of the lum.
Der woods. He pulled up his horse when
he met me, and exclaimed in anxious
tones:
"Say, bossl Y didn't meet a fella,
drivin' mule to blackboard wagon any.
whar on yer way up, did y'?n
"Yes, I did, " replied, for I had.
3Were he gettin' along at tol'abIs
stiff gait?" asked the anxious woodsman.
yes, he was, come to think Of it, !
replied.
Seem ez if he were goih' to git thar.
did her" said the lumberman.
SECT where?" asked.
STo Geetown."
sThere's no doubt about il, I said.
@Were tina a woman with him, did y
notice ?" asked the man.
aYes, there was, replied.
"Crosseyed?" questioned the woods,
man.
II don't know about that.
Mole on her nose2"
that's more than can say
SWere the mule lame in the off hind
leg?"
II think he was.
"Didn't notice whether the woman
were crosseyed, hey 9n
"No."
did the man have yaller baird ."
Yes; long, yellow beard.
From wat little " see O. the woman.
dye think tina were room enough on hes
nose for a good sized mole 2"
Well, yes, think there was.
did the mule wheeze consid' able as he
spun by W"
He acted to me as if he might have
touch Of the heaves; yes."
"Couldn'tsw'ar the woman want cross.
eyed, could W"
mo"
Blackboard kind O rattly in the spokes,
an actin ez if pint or two O. grease
wouldn't hurt it?"
"It seemed that way"
Woman hev on blue dress m a green
hat with a red feather in it?"
i remember the green hat with red
feather"
Were tina gap in the buckboard's
dash. sumpin' like ez if q mules heels
mowt a. gone through it some time on
other?"
"Yes, there was hole in the dash.
But y hain't dead sartin th't tina were
mole on the woman's nese?n
"No."
aTha hain't no doubt, though, but wat
they was goin' to git thar?n
Not particle.
aMan in his shirt sleeves an one
gallus2"
"Yes. remember that he was in his
shirt sleeves and wore but one suspen.
der"
The anxious woodsman paused as IL
trying to think of something else to ask,
but at last said:
"Y'n hef to 'scuse me stranger fer
hein' SO kinder curious, but mebbe y
mowtnt know who them folks be2n
II haven't the least idea.
"Wull, the mule m the woman m the
blackboard is mine. The man is Sim
Bilger. He's slopin' with the woman, m
it's jist my durn luck to be too late to
ketch 'em, fer they've took the keers at
Geetown afore thisl"
what! The woman your wife!"
"Course!n
We'll, " said /, @it don't seem to me
that l would go to much trouble to fetch
such woman back"
Fetch her backl Great hoop polel u
hain't arter her to fetch her backi"
What were you in such hot pursuitol
her for, them"
"Wull, it's this here way. Time she
sloped with Bill Balls, year ago last
spring, she kim back two or three weeks
n said she'd fergot some Of
her duds. n she'd kim back to git 'sm.
toP her whar she'd find 'em, but she
jist settled down to hum ag'in, m were
bossin' the clearin' same ez afore in less'p
half an hour. She run things fer spell,
n then sloped with Sam Fletcher, the
mule boss. 'Twa'nt long fore she diskiv.
cred th't she'd fergot to take sumpin' else
O. her'n. n she kim back to git it, n first
thing I know'd were workin' fer her
ag'in. Las fall she cut sticks n dug out
with Joe Fassett
"'Goshp says. Il hope Samanthy's
mem'ry hain't ben bad this timer
says. If she's fergot anythin' this trip
| mownt as well move out. But sure as
sap she'd ben fergitful agi, m 'twa'n't
three weeks fore she kim pran-
cin' back hum arter sumpin' she'd
left ahind her, N me m her went to
workin' in harness ag'in. Now along
comes Sim Bilger, n Samanthy puts on
her bes' bib m tucker m slopes with him,
n I'm too durn late to ketch 'eml"
Let 'em goi" said. "What do YOU
want to waste your time chasing up such
cattle for?"
Let 'em go!" exclaimed the anxious
husband. @Course I'll let 'em go! But
here's lot o things in this here bundle
th't Samanthy's fergotl Wat I wanted
were to overhaul her m give 'em to her
20 she wouldn't hef to come back artes
eml Now she'll member 'em in weeA
Or two, n consarn it'll she'll come home
\ hummin'I It's just my durn lucki"
And the disappointed husband turned
his horse about and galIopsd discon-
solately away.-Ed Mott, in New York
Sun.
Who She Would Support.
A hard working woman was asked:
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