The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1895-11-23

nltly MISS h1llIau IAIQ I8 no Walk
cd along tho Riverside. with his eyes
closed. on his half days off, trying TO
imagine her at bis side Ho no longer
bumped trucks of tho track without
warning. but considerably gave the
alarm. like rnttlesnako before coiling
TO strike. Unless he was behind time no
never ran by corners. but always gra-
ciously stopped at tho sign Of tho way
ing umbrella. And so from tho most
reckless gripman ON tho line Andy No
Chunk became tho most considerate, the
most polite.
Then came his great disappointment
One Sunday afternoon In tho early fall
when he was of work he fixed himself
up in his best. and for tho first time on
day OF! started out without the little
Halligans But he did not 60 for stroll
in the park Ho journeyed down town
instead, intent on enduring no further
suspense, but to know both her name
and address and 70 talk to her He had
purchased a ohrysanthomum to give her
ns % token Of his regard flo left the
train at Rector street all Joy and ex-
pcctancy and rushed through the ar
cado He reached Broadway and looked
up the pavement Then his heart sank,
for sho WAS not there. The stand, too,
was gone. She did not do business on
Sunday.
SO tho relentless cable rolled on and
carried him by her day by day. Some
times it stopped, but it always left
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at some other spot ON the line in which
he had no interest. How he used to
long that some day il would break down
when his car was in front of the church.
yardl Then no would be able TO talk to
her, TO find out her name, and perhaps
that would DO the beginning of an ac-
quaintanoe to end-in moments of rev.
eric like these pleasant smile adorned
the face OF Andrew McChunk, a smile
that not all his growth Of stubbly red
beard could conceal He would strain
his eyes as If to SEQ her from tho post
Office. "Plinkety, plung, plung, would
go the gong She would look up and
smile, and he would smile. Then the
relentless cable would carry him ON, q
dark look would come into his face, and
he would dance viciously on the alarm.
and perhaps if an opportunity offered
would vent his anger on the unfortunate
wagon that might happen to intercept
his passage.
At last the meeting and the separa-
ton. 1t was disagreeahle, rainy day
in early November when his car ratified
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tho great green umbrella from Cedar
street and saw the lower part of the i'm
itation seal plush cloak beneath it, Ther
mail wagon intercepted his view fol
moment.
'Plunkety, plung, plung." went thu
gong. His eyes were riveted upon thu
stand. She was not there. His astonish
ment knew no bounds for never befor,
had she been absent from her post 81
carly in the day. "Plunkety, plung
geplung, geplung, b-r-rung b-r-rung,
went the gong Perhaps she was behin'
the stand.
Gripman McChunk's bones were chill
cd to the marrow. Up from under tn
very platform upon which he was stand
ing came scream. He jumped OH tn
gong, and it sounded ono single tri
umphant clang. Round whirled tn
grip wheel, round whirled the brak
wheel, and the car came to standstill
They picked her off the fender AM
carried her away in an ambulance. S
Gripman Andrew McChunk's heart wa
broken.
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the platform on the trip up town. TIL
gong sounded seldom on that mournfu
journey When it did ring. it had los
all former life, and the notes cam
forth in 70 mournful toll as they CAV
expression to the players feeling
Next day the police justice decide
that the whole affair was an acciden
and discharged Andrew McChunk wit
warning. The company discharge
him, too, but without warning. II
got n job as street cleaner, and on
bleak day in the following February, @
no was shoveling the snow out of Oh
cutters ON Columbus avenue, he chance
to look up, and his eyes fell upon
blue and gold sign over small but nea
looking store. Upon it read, "Mis
: Wilkins, Delicatossen. He locke
through the window and saw her stanC
ing there behind tho counter. Thei
eyes met, but she gave him no smile {
recognition.
AS he bent down over his shovel h
muttered. IF I'd "a KEEP my eyes dow
! tn track, | wouldn't be here. and 81
wouldn't "a got damages an be there
but then I'd "a never know'd what
+ was ter have tibet queer wishin ter s,
J her from three blocks up tn street. "
He leaned ON his shovel and gaze
blankly into tho brown snow. No
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