Evening journal. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1888-1932, 1892-03-07

q the hosiery o. thnt nAnla, lad one
finger on ths tot1s with some esnphasks
MY misguided an inDeroent young ten
derfoot." aid he lnpressivelY "air you
acquainted With tn subject q this hylrr
oonfr'noeS~
"w'y, yes" responded Toosty wonder.
hgly.
"No, I reckon ye ain't-nothin o. tn sort
r We wouldn't perpOse no sech fool trick a..
ye done jes' now. Tn gent as goes G. make
any sech s'gestion O Mister Holmes HAD
better prepare hisseh fer tn worl' q come
an tn life everlastin. WY, boy, Phil
Holmes d send i'm cloud chasin an b.
back hyar wavin tn red rag o. defy plumb
IN our faces b'fore tn teller had his talk
hail did D'you want e go, my whisker
less young friendW
Tootsy pondered; he hated 10 be thought
wanting in nerve, but finally wilted and
requested the barkeeper to give the gentle
men what they wanted
The next day Is a red letter mark in the
history of Adamsville. Several Of US
were sitting on the steps in front Of the
Hotel Bliss, still discussing Phil Holmes,
when the mail carrier from Woodruff
came along Say, you fellers," he sang
out, II s'pose ye heered bout tn weddin
IA XII otAnaAAAl ONAA " 0AAAMAAf
We hadn't, and were curious to learn.
IVY, Phil Holmes an Spanish Dick
was hitched las night ledge Bowker
oficiatin."
But this was not the end OF the matter
When the stage from down the gulch stop.
ped at the Hotel Bliss at noon there was
another sensation Of high degree. Instead
of the usual cargo Of seasoned mountain
GERS there was a woman-not only thnt
but the woman was of kind we had not
gazed upon for many n day-a lady Not
only lady, but very pretty one. and she
had child, little curly headed tot Of
four on five, with her. VIII Borden, the
manager Of the Lady Alice mine, was sit
ting next 10 me, and heard him draw his
treath sharply. Then-there was nobody
belonging 10 the house about-be rose,
lifted his hat and advanced TO assist her
with her baggage, which courtesy was nc
cepted with a smile that made every man
Jack Of us long to kneel down and worship
the newcomer.
They entered the 'onice," q little in.
closure just OF the barroom, and we could
hear them talking although we could not
distinguish a word. Then Borden called
to me and went in. The lady was stand
ing by chair, and her face wore an anx
ious expression, which was very near tears.
Borden looked puzzled.
Lawrence" he asked, do you remem.
Der any one here by the name Of Phil Har.
mOni This Indy Is his wife and Is seek
ing him. He was here up 10 nearly two
years ago, but she has not heard from him
since"
l did remember such a man, holding as
did the exalted position Of postmaster.
remembered that Phil Holmes sometimes
got letters under that name, but that was
his own affair / looked at Borden mo
ment, trying TO convey with my eyes il
possible the information / possessed, but
Of course this effort was a failure. Then !
asked Mrs. Harmon tOdescribe him, which
she did. l saw a fiendish, murlerous light
come into Borden's eyes. There were a few
seconds OF painful silence. Then Borden
spoke
MADAM, lido remember him now.
butt
"Please tell me at onoe, sir. Is he
dead2 she asked quietly
''I'm sorry to say, madam, that-he Is, 81
faltered Borden. He died of heart fail
ure last year"
She did not cry. In fact, thought SHE
looked relieved, as II great load Of doubt
and sorrow had been lifted from her mind.
/ excused myself and went down to the
Office.
In about an hour Borden entered and
signifed that he wanted to see me in pri
vate. We withdrew 70 a corner. There
was st expression about his eyes and
mouth had never seen before.
'Tawrenoe," he said, 81 think we both
understand this Holmes, it is, OF coursef'
l nodded and he went on; "She-that poor
girl-hAs just told me about il all sup
pose she actually had 70 tell some one, her
heart WAS 80 full. Lawrence, that scoun
drel is the worst human 6end that ever
made a true little wOman's life mis-
cradle. Hanging Is TOO good for him
ButS-aDd Borien's usually pleasant
voice sounded very dangerous isn't
the WY she'll be widowed said heart
failure Do you understand"
l understood. We looked at each othei
a moment, and then Borden went out
mounted his horse and started for Wood
ruff.
Borden had lied about the date o.
Holmes demise, but there was q few hour
later no doubt about the fact and the man
ner OF IT, The gambler died that night
i of heart failure, as knew he would Bor
/ ttA - a NNtAA SUM- AAoiAANet meeting MN
| at Woodruff, was unlucky enough 20 gel
| into a quarrel with him, and Borden wa
the quicker with his gun.
Spanish Dicki She didn't care. She hat
the dead mans money and there were plen
ty To take his place in her affections"
There was a cloudburst the next morn
| ing and several bridges were carried away
80 Mrs. HaGmon and her little girl staid a
l Adamsville two weeks. Will Borden mus
have become quite well acquainted witt
her during that time, for a few weeks late
he had pressing business in the east, an,
not long after that ! got their wedding
cards.-R. L. Ketchum in Argonaut