Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1892-11-04

change editor compared notes tsw
minutes later the latter complimented
the former upon the correctness of
his prediction that Whiskers' mar
rlagc was imminent.
'sIIc didn't invite u.s." said the ex-
change editor: ''but then suppose
the affair is to be II very quiet one,
and we can't take otfcnse at that.
The old mans not Il bad lot, bv any
means. Let's do something to please
him and to flatter his bride. What
do you say to raising a fund to buy
them something in the name of the
stair:"
"I'm in for it," said the editorial
writer, producing a halt dollar.
They canvassed the office and found
everybody willing tocontributc. The
managing editor and the assistant
editor in chief had gone home. but as
they had shown kindness to Whiskcrs,
and were, in fact, the only two men
on the staff who knew anything about
his private affairs, the exchange cdi.
tor took his chances and put in Il dol.
lar for each of them.
"And now what shall we get-and
by the way, where shall we send it?'
asked tho exchange editor.
Not to his lodging house certainly
He'll probably bc married at the res
idcncc of the brides palcnts,' as the
notices say We'd better get it quick
and rush ii up there, wherever that
iS--SOmeWhcrc llN-toWn.'
"i:ut say" int rposcd the city cdi-
tor, who WAS present at this consul
tation, "maybc the ceremony has al
ready come of. saw the old man
giving in Il notice for advertisement
across the counter ut the business
Office an hour ago.
'Wcll, we may he able to learn
from that where the bride lives, any
how, and some one can go there and
find out something definite about the
'happv pairs present and future
whereabouts" suggested the editor-
ial writer.
That's so," said the city editor.
''Tle notice is i'm the composing room
by this time. I'll run upand find it. :"
The city editor left the editorial
writer and the exchange editor alone
in their room, each sitting at his own
desk.
"What shall we get with this
money!" qucricd the formcr touch-
/ ing the bills and silver dumped upon
| his desk.
"Somcthing to please the woman.
That'll give Whisacrs himself the
most, pleasure. He evidently loves
her deeply. Those constant visits and
gifts speak the greatest devotion"
'Of course. hut what shall it bc?"
The two were battling with this
question when the city editor re-
turned. He came i'm and said quietly:
II found the notice. AT least
suppose this is it. What is the old
mans full name?"
"lIoracc w. Croydon"
This is it them. said the city cd
itor.' standing with his back to the
door. "Thc notice reads: Un March
3, at the Arlington Hospital for In-
cual,les, Rachel, widow of the late
Horace w. Croydon, ST., i'm her fifty
ninth year. Funeral services at the
/ residence ol SllaTicS'
"Why,' interrupted the editorial
writer in Il hushcd voice, s'that is Il
death notice.
ellis mother said the exchange
editor. ''l'he Hospital for Inculables.
that is where the flowers went
The editorial writer's glance drop.
ped to the desk. whore lay the money
for the intended gift. The exchange
editor sat perfectly still, gazing
straight in front of him. The CITY
editor walked softly to the window
and looked out. t.-Philadclphla Press
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