Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1894-10-30
MAKING UP TO Her.
But, Alas! She Wasn't u Widow, and His
Feelings Were Hurt.

But, Alas! She Wasn't u Widow, and His
Feelings Were Hurt.
Among tho passengers in the little wait.
ing room of the Fort street depot the other
day was little old man whose age any
one would have put at above so. He had
stiff knee, a bad cough and made him
self conspicuous by moving around, carry
ing under his arm bundle of buds" tied
up with piece Of clothesline When he
had asked about his train for the fifth
time and got it through his head that he
had over three hours to wait, he went over
and pumped himself down on seat be-
side fat woman with six parcels and
bundles on the seat to her right and said:
you needn't be afraid of me, marin.
I'm no robber nor blackleg, but Jest feel
like talkin to some one. "
Pm not afraid of you or any other
man living!" she replied as she looked
him over.
Glad to hear 1t, marin. Some wimin
are as skeery as rabbits when they are
travelin. Sunthin kind O. whispers to me
that you are wilder"
docs it9" she queried in reply
"And sunthin may kind O. whisper to
you that I'm a widower, fur SIGH is the
fact. Bin u wilder long?"
'Not so very long"
"I've bin widower about two years.
Did he die suddenly"
my husband? No, not SO very sudden
ly."
''But my wife did She sot down to
breakfast and eat hearty meal and then
went out to feed the hogs and fell dead.
In the midst Of life we are allus In death,
marm."
Eyes, presume So.
eur the first three months thought
could never love agin. Was that the way
1t affected your"
81 don't remember" she replied as
she turned her head away.
II s'pose it affects wilder different
from widower. Some O. my friends
thought orter git married agin, but
their words stabbed me to the heart. Was
any SIGH thing said to stab you to the
heart, marmS'
mot that can recall"
"But the world seemed dark and dreary
to you, Of course and you was a good
mind to take pizen and be at rest beside
your loved one? It's hard thing to lose
the partner of yer life, marms'
Eyes, sir"
"Fur the fust five or six months you
ar as lonesome as lost calf, and you
hain't got no more appetite than q chick
en- with the pip-that is, 1t affects wild
over that way. After time, however
after about two years-you begin to feel
that life Is not dreary desert arter all.
In other words, you begin to squint
around"
Eyes," she said as he paused.
"And I'll tell you in confidence" he 10.
sumed after hitching about for awhile,
that am on the squint. In other words,
I've got my eye out fur second Nancy
Jane. I don't go tellin 1t around, but I
feel that l kin conflde in you. 1 am
widower, and you ar a wilder We acci"
dentally meet in this ere depot, which is
large and comfortable and credit to the
town. We take shine to each other OH
sight. After leetle talk we pass from
shine to love. Soon arter passin from
shine to love-
just then man Of about 40, who had
been to the ticket window to make some
inquiries approached the pair. He seemed
to instinctively divine what was going on,
and without any words he took the old
man by the coat collar and lifted him to
his feet and sat down beside his wife and
began to give her the information he had
secured. The widower stood for mo-
ment and looked at the pair, who paid not
the slightest attention to him, and half q
dozen people who had overheard some
thing of tho conversation began to laugh
One Of them-an unfeeling man-got up
and laid his hand on the old mans Shout
der and said
"Old chap, you made q mistake there,
ehs She's no widow"
''No, she hain't no widder," replied the
victim as if talking to himself
"Rather threw you down, I should say"
"Yes, throwed me right down."
"And, having passed from shine to love,
what are you going to do now"
I'm a-goin to pass out of this depot
and git whisky bracer and then come
back and tell that woman what think
Of her and lick her husband till you kin
hear him yell mile away"
He went out and got his bracer, but
those who waited his return were disap-
pointed. An hour later a policeman found
him with ono arm around lamppost and
his bundle at his feet. He was swaying
about in an unsteady way, and as the Off
Ger approached no began to weep
ANY one hurt your feelingsy' queried
the bluecoat.
"Ycsh!''
"Who is it?"
'Widder-depot-thr DOWN. SOB
bed the old man. "Ycsh. Never had my
feelin's hurt SO beforc Shay, mizzer:'
''Well?"
''Lemme shleep wanter shleep and
dream and forget. wanter pass from shine
to love-and from love to bracer-and
from bracer to-to'--
$40 Sleep"
''Yesh, shleep. Yesh, to-to''--
His legs gave away and he sank down
and slept, and when the patrol wagon
came and the two officers lifted him in
the movement didn't even interrupt his
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