Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1895-06-29

WHICH leaves III dDOuL u1L0Gn minutes,
and from there go on coasting schoon-
er to Port Benton, and then by railroad
back to where you came from. A round
about way, but you can't help yourself.
There! that's the bell for me. They've
come in for breakfast. They know
you're in the house, and feel sure OF
you. They'll serve the warrant as soon
as they've breakfasted. I'll make the
breakfast as slow as possible. The bell
again! Take this ulster to throw around
you and hurry up
Il darted off like the wind at first,
but afterward slowed up, fearing to
attract attention, and caught the train
just as 1T was moving away. It is only
a three hours run here. / thought it
best, however, to leave the train at
way station ten miles this side, be-
cause they have probably teIegraphed
a description of me to Mauvi1a. ] had
been wandering around some time
when first heard your voice.
l comprehended his dilemma, yet ad-
vised him to go to the police station
and tell his story.
"Oh, no, Miss Emma. simply can't
do that. They'd telegraph the presi-
dent, and I'd be expelled Think what
blow to father! I've been very foolish,
and deserve all I've got, but he'd feel
the disgrace SO keenly. And hope to
take my degree this term. You can
help me out of this hole if you only
will"
Il don't see how I can nor why
should" answered, coldly. But 1 re-
pented my last words as 1 saw his
countenance fall.
'Pshaw! what a sentimental old
maid I am to feel any interest in
schoolboy's scrape-a total stranger
perhaps real knave-just because his
voice touched sensitive chord in my
nature" said l to myself.
Don't be so hard on me, Miss Emma,
but listen to my plan. You told the
children that you had a gray wig and
beard, and some kind of harmless stain
for the face and hands, which one of
them was to use in some tableaux you
were arranging. Now can't you get
them for me ?"
They're locked up in closet at the
schoolhouse-and see how dark it is
gettingn'
Yes; it is great deal to ask lady
to do, but could wait for you little
nearer to the town. If l made up as
a man I'd defy detection. I've plenty
of money to pay my passage back"
The long and the short of it was that
/ consented. walked very rapidly to
the schoolhouse, entered by my private
key, bundled up the things and put
them into my now empty basket.
added, too, some crayon pencils for
tracing wrinkles on his smooth face
All went we'll until l was about a
square from the school house, when
heard my name called. To my great
vexation was accosted by Mr.. Simeon
Semple, one of the school trustees, a
pompous, pedantic, pretentious man
about sixty years old. He and had
often differed in the past on school dis
cip1ine and education, but during the
last year he had become a widower.
Since then, in his elephantine way,
he had tried to be jocose and agreeable
to me, intimating very plainly that he
desired a successor to his 'lamented
Martha" l had so far managed to pre-
vent his honoring me with proposal
Though he made no secret of his inten-
ton to marry AGAIN. by avoiding tete-
a-tetes with him. felt exasperated at
meeting him now, for his speech was
very slow and hesitating owing to his
preference for the longest words he
could find and he generally had diff
Guilty in finding them. I had dubbed
him ''Six-Syllable Sim" to my init
mates.
"How can 1 shake him off?" I
thought, as quickened my pace.
Useless! He caught up with me, puff
ing little, but with a smile on his
face. and pressed my hand warmly.
WHITTIER are you-er-er-er-m
andering on this quiescent evening,
odoriferous with-with-"
Excuse me, Mr.. Semp1e," rather
rudely interrupted, ''but I'm in great
haste, and must say Good night ,
"Allow me to extend to you the-the
@gis of my protecting arm. I wish to
ask you a-a-momentous question, on
whick l venture tc think our views are
-er-consentaneous.
At this moment the moon, hitherto
hidden by clouds, shone out brilliant
ly, much to my dismay, for a dark
night would help my fugitive.
On seeing the moon Mr.. Semple
struck an admiring attitude and ex-
claimed:
pale Cynthia-pale Cynthia"
pale botherr' / exclaimed, as
jerked away my arm, turned down
side street, and actually ran away.
leaving him no doubt petrifed with as
constituent at my rudenesss.
I'm afraid / have been as reckless
as that boy, but 1 just detest that sim
pleton, l thought as hurried along.
found my boy at the place desig-
mated, and, together, we soon trans
formed him into quite venera bic per-
son. His spirits rose as his toilet pro
crossed, and 1 had to check his gay
laughter for fear passersby might
overhear him. He bent his straight
shoulders into quite senile stoop, as
he babe me farewell.
Il never can thank you enough, Miss
Emma, I 'cOttOned' to You ri0ht off