Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1894-12-29

s'BOy, What Have YOU Got Theref"
the mourners In split and shivered accents
were pitiably begging that the old Adam
born within them might be cast out into
utter darkness. And now the whisper
went round: who is she and where did
she coma from and what Is she doing
here?" Some of the children climbed upon
the benches to stare at her, and old Bill
Aimes, always a bold man, looked staight
at her and shouted his exhortation as
though he would have her believe that
she had arrived just in time to escape the
awful fury to come. But the woman sat
there not the least disturbed; and when
the services were brought to a close she
got up without looking about her and
walked straightway to the tavern, a short
distance down the street. 1t appeared
that she had already engaged a room.
for she walked upstairs without hating
and few moments later boy came down
with a note in his hand Bill Aimes was
standing near the door of the hallway. and
as the boy came down the old man called
to him and told him to stop a moment.
boy, what have you got there?" the
old fellow asked.
"A note or something of the Sort" he
answered.
What are you going to do with it?'
''She told me to take it to the editor of
the Sentinel"
"Well, let me see It," The boy hesitated
Let me see 1t, 1 tell you. Amt / the
mayor of this town, you young rascal,
and amt 1t my business to know 1t IL any
underhaHd business goes on here? Give
me that thing"
The idlers who stood about applauded
the mayor, and the boy handed him the
young fellow, read this here thing. Left
my buckskin at home and amt got nothing
to rub my glasses with. Read it," There
was litter among the idlers. What are
you fellows gigglin' at? Think I can't
read? Hah? Is that what you think?
Why. / gad-Lord forgive me for the ex-
pression-I read the Declaration of Inde-
pendence at a muster before either of you
was born. What does that thing say.
Alf?'
ALI spelled and spluttered for a moment
or two and then read the following:
parlor at the hotel on important business.
Respectfully, POLLY LOPP."
The old man took the note. looked at
1t, turned 1t over, looked at it again. folded
1t and returned 1t to the boy. Il don't
understand 1t, but / reckon it's all right"
he said. Take 1t to him, and say, you.
watch him when he reads II, and come
back here and tell me how he looked"
1t did not appear that the boy had more
than reached the shanty where the paper
was printed when they saw the editor
coming hastily toward the hotel. To him
the prospect "of an important business
conference no doubt produced a strange
sensation. Year sfter year he had scrap
ped" for living in that village, printing
funeral tickets, horse bills, and through
his sheet urging his party to organize and
overthrow the political enemy of his coun-
try. The oilers about the door of the hall
made way for him as he approached, but
the mayor, showing a disposition to block
his path, asked Him to wait moment
The editor gave him a look of strong re-
proof. Il have no time for gossip" he
said. Il have important business"
The crowd stood about the door, wait
ing for him to come down, and when he
did those who were best acquainted with