The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-03-20
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began, that highly respectable ledger Of
mine is coming up from the country to-mor-
row, and that | shall want your room Tor
her"
IAN right. matey." Sam returned. "Any
rom will d for men
81 regret" Miss Thoms responded shat
have 10 other room 70 place at your dis
pOsal'
''Well. said tie accommodating Sam. az
can get strip or two Of ~sssSs-- - s.d
and a strip o canvas Then hammer and
"A handful o nails, and can fl myself up
IN the back yard as right as ninepence."
AT TINS evidence OF savaRery, Miss
Thoms, though a resolute and courageous
woman. displayed symptoms Of faintness so
pronounced, as to alarm her guesb.
You are not In the jungle now. Mr.. Pot
ter, but Ia respectable b use in London.
w hat you propose might be suitable for
Greenland's icy mountains or lndFais coral
strand, but We can endure no such proceed
ings in the neighboFhOod Of the GFay's Inn
road.n
Gan right, matey, said Sam, placidly
unaware OF his countless ofe psss against
prOpriety. Fix 1t how you ike il. | can
have a shake down on the floor here, or IN
the kitchen. There's lot of black beetles
In the kitchen. know that because I've
seen EN-, but after snakes, they won't count
for much. will they, mateyF'
None OF the expedients you propose, Mr..
Potter" returned the lady OF the house,
with EXTREMIST frozen dignity, ARE at all
likely TO be adopted here"
GOOD iron." returned the inexorably
amisble Sam. Just put me where you
Ike. One place is pretty much the same to
me as another. When q bloke's bumped his
bluey all over the Australians from Auck-
land to the Bluff and Carpenteria to Mel
bourne, for a matter Of fifteen years, why
don't you see be gets MANFRED to things.
Put me anywhere, boss. 1 shall be con-
tented.n
There is no room for you in the house,
Mr.. Potter" the old lady insisted.
20. see,h said Sam at last, enlightened.
you want to fire me outa All right. Any
thing for quiet life. But look here, matey,
where am ! to go toa don't know any body
in the township"
"You had better go to Wellsted and join
my niece Matilda. Your things are packed
already, and il you start at once you may
catch a train for Colchester at the Eastern
Counties railway station. One of the maids
shall call you four-wheeler."
Being thus summary disposed of, there
was nothing for it but TO obey orders. A
four wneeer was brought TO the door, Sans
luggage was heaped upon it, and he was
driven away obstinately good-humored TO
the last, and pursued out Of sight by a
shrieking mob OF infant savagery.
Matilda was greatly surprised to receive
message from her husband late at night to
the effect that he had put up at the local
hotel, and should expect to see her in the
morning. She passed night Of some anx-
iety, and ct an early hour started out in
search of Sam, whom she found in the
backyard Of the hotel making his toilet at
the pump, splashing like water fowl and
kissing as II had been red hot.
Sam had explained the meaning of bis
presence there. and submitted meeklv to be
told that his dismissal was the result of his
own hea.hen habits.
well, my dear, be said, placably, ''Im
better off in pub, than | am in that kind
o dandy hash-house. Pm more used to it,
and In pub nobody takes any notice of
my ways"
promise me you won't drink, Sam, 4" his
wife besought him.
well, | won't drink" Sam answered.
Look here; if I've got big check about
me Pm bound to knock it down sooner or
later. You take the whole laundering
swag, 'Tilda. and give me couple of dol
lars day. That'll pay for the shake down
and the tucker. and shan't have a chance
to go round shouting drinks for ANYBODY"
To this sensible programme Matilda at
once acceded. Sam handed oyer the whole
of his money to his wife, and paying his
bill daily with a scrupulous regularity, made
cold tea his sole beverage. and kept out of
the way OF temptation.
When 'Iilda walked out with her young
charge morning and afternoon she found
Sam awaiting her punctual as in the days
OF courtship. They had ma ~ rambles to.
gether, and conversed on many topics, but
nothing but failure encountered the little
wom ans attempts to elicit the narrative of
Sans days of prolonged absence
Its no use, 'Tilda," Sam would say. 81
can't get back at it. Directly l begin to
think about it my head begins to spin and
my brains fly off at the handle"
Pm afraid 'Iilda answered on one oc-
casion. that you did something you're
ashamed to let me know"
mot me, said Sam; mo fear. There's
somebody las had something to do with it.
can't tell who it is, but It's always as if he
was close by to me. He's always there, and
l can't see him. get that mad sometimes
my head goes all TO nothing. The moro
try the further off it seems"
But for this strange lapse of memory,
Sam was as sure as ever be had been, and
after time, when Matilda had ceased to
lnterrogate him, he did his best to put oil
thoughts of his misfortune one side He
became decided popular favorite in Well
sted, and told interminable yarns over his
cold tea at the public house at which be had
taken up his residence, lnsomuoh that
crowds assembled in the tap room to hear
the travellers stories. He could tell from
his own recollection of the first great gold
rush to Ballarat and the fight at the Eureka
Stockade. He could tell how, with his own
eyes, he had seen a gloomy forest banished,
and great city erected. as IL by magic, on
the space where it had stood. He painted
scenes of desert privation and of wild
orgie, and in his own rough and homely
language related thousand epic circum-
stances.
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