The Lebanon express. (Lebanon, Linn County, Or.) 1887-1898, 1893-04-07

It was at this moment that there came
timid kind OF half hearted knock at tht
door.
Victory opened it and absolutely stag
gered back. my Lawd, Lige" she
screamed, "whut's got yef"
Lige indeed it was, and forloner specta
Gle than he presented Is difficult to picture.
He looked sick and wretched, and his
clothes were no,better than rags What 5
contrast to the resplendent Thompsonl
eyes, vict'ry, it's me" said poor Lige
II know amt fit T. come t. see ye in sich
close, but did wanter see ye SO bad"
"All Victory said was, "Mymyl mymy
Ligep
BY this time-for half unconsciously Vic
tory had opened the door-Lige had sham
bled into the circles Of light. He saw
Thompson. As IL by magic his humility
was rent from him. islimp form straight
ened. Head erect and eyes burning he
shook his fist at the preacher,
''You black niggerl is you DARN come
'twixt me an my wife'"
Manda, who was on the ether side Of the
table, an admiring listener to Brother
Thompson's eloquence. jumped up with a
scream.
"You hushl" said Victory quietly, don't
ye be skeered up, Mandy, be won't do no
harmw She turned herself to Lige with
actual dignity: "Who you ta'kin' bout,
Mist SanSersi Not me- | amt no wife
er yourn. got my bill O divorcement dis
very day."
Lige gasped. The tears rolled to his eyes.
"Onyhow, she amt aimin' to demean her
self to low down, trampin' nigger like
you," said Thompson, from his glistening
height of broadcloth, Miss Vict'ry lows T.
become the bride Of gentleman in the
perfession"--
A swift blow from Lge's fist knocked
the rest OF the sentence out of time.
Like tiger Lige few at the white shirt
bosom and the gorgeous watch chain.
But, weakened by illness, he was no match
for the brawny preacher, who knocked him
half across the kitchen.
Manda Uttered.
"Stoplo cried Mrs. Temnle "Vietnrui
stopP Needing her no more than the
wind, as Lge, bleeding but undismayed,
dashed again at Thompson, Victory her
self flung the dish towel tight over Thomp-
sons unsuspecting head, pulling from be-
hind with such force and fury that, thus
harassed in the rear, he made misstep
and all three went down together, under
Ege's onslaught.
"Git you razor, Ligei'' shrieked Victory,
"You let my husband lone or he cut you
wild razor"
believe that it was quite as much the
bewildering effect of Victory's conduct as
Mrs Temples commands that sent calm
on the turmoil
Thompson crawled to his feet and glared
at Lige, -alsoon his feet, fcurishing razor,
while Victory painted, supporting herself
by the table, and Mandy called on the po-
Ece out Of the dining room door, as il they
were hidden up stairs.
Reme's appearance at this moment ra'
ther helped the confusion. since he sup
posed the house to be afire and ran to the
water faucets
"What does all this mean, Victoryf'
Kate demanded, as soon as she had sup
pressed Mandy
"Hit mean dat aint gwine hab no BLACK
nigger sass my husbandf' answered Vic
tory. "Mist' Thompson sab, bids yol
good day fo' eber mo- An b'liebes ever
word Rene done tell me gin ye," she erie.
spitefully
81 shall have to ask you to leave too,
added Kate.
In vain Thompson begged Victory t.
think Of the past and her promises.
81 didn't prommus you naryi" cried Vic
tory in high wrath ~ new said like It
marry you said I'd git diyorcemen
fun Lige, an "a big fool | ben t. do it; bu
done it.
MAY be-" snarled the goaded Thomp
son, you didn't prommus you'd uevel
take Lige Sanders back fo' your hus
band"--
"Well, amt taken him back" cam,
the reply, with toss Of Victory's head ant
a roll of Victory's eyeballs; so de l.awd
Il gwine marry him fresh. Dat whut
gwine dol"
''Lawd bless you, Victory" cried Lige
II sho' did reckon you turn me loose, WEI
ye see me in dem po' ragged cloes an hin
80 fat an sassy"
Eyes, on de money he stole from us'
shouted Rene, who was for having his Oh
in the matter
'Lige you fool shop retorted Victory
''aint jes' ben had my HART turned t. y,
longer dem po cloes de minnit seen ye
ye,did look SO distressed An wen he be
gun pickin' on ye, looked like cudn'
bar de sight er him."
'tOh, laws, Vict'ryw gasped Lige.
Thompson gave his former mistress
murderous glance; but he fshed his ha
from under the table, and muttering
kind of apology to Mrs. Temple went ou
with Mandy.
Perhaps Mandy consoled him. Kate ant
/ thought it well to follow his example by
ourselves. There is nothing more to sa,
except that on the following Wednesday
Aunt Victory baked her own wedding
cake.-Octave Thanet and Lura N. BrowI
in New York Herald.
Why Some Marriages are Failures.
One reason why marriage is so often 4
failure is that heaverage man falls in love
with A woman because she has two Ol