Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1896-12-17

came a weight on Mr.. Pyn's mind. he
dered over the incident and tried 10
make himself believe that the kitchen
elevator was quite the usual way TO de-
liver such parcels, but ne could not
He became suspicious. A dozen times
a day he would throw down his pipe,
dart from his chair to the kitchen ana
throw open the dumb waiter door. lie
found nothing. What are trumps? d.
amends. Thank you.
Now. one night some weeks later, old
Mr.. Iyn. seepless and i'll at ease, lay in
bed. thinking over this incident when a
gentle rattle in the elevator shaft sounded
on his ears. 1t was simply habit that led
him out. for as luck would have 1t. ne
darted from his room and grouped his way
TO the kitchen. He was none too soon.
The light was burning. the door Of the
shaft was wide open, and above the rattle
and clatter there came a soft scream.
Old Mr.. Pyn was strong man, deter
mined man. Like flash he jumped to the
shaft. leaned in, seized the cable and held
on to it with a madman's fury. On! Is 1t
my play?
"The car. of course. stopped short In its
downward career Then there was Wig
orous tug from below-a scream. Mr.. Pyn
cIenched his teeth. braced himself and
held it as firm as a rock. As | have said
before. my cousin. Jack Dimly is man
of pluck: but he is small and not strong;
so his efforts to drag down the car-for
you have surmised of course, that he was
al the bottom of the shaft-and it its pre-
cious strength proved unavai,ing against
the strength and determination Of old
Mr.. Pyn, who never slept a wink unless
he had just swung his Indian clubs
through several miles of circles. Tug as
my cousin might the car did not bulge
below the third floor On the other hand,
all the power of old Mr.. Pyn's muscles
availed nothing against the combined
weight Of The car and my cousin, Jack
Dmly Grind his teeth, pull and struggle
though he did, he could not draw the pre-
cious burden an inch nearer him. Did
he let 90? No. That was not
my dear" interrupted Mr.. Posster,
laying down his cards and pushing his
chair back from the table you never
told me before that your cousin Jack
"Oglesby." cried my pretty opponent
"I do wish you would watch your end Of
the game led that ace. Did he give?
Don't stop playing. lieutenant, have such
lovely baud"
swash. too. had laid down his cards.
That reminds me Of the time"
MY wife. from the corner. interrupted
him with: Now. lieutenant do let me
hear first who won. that poor, dear Mr.
Dimly or that horrid-"
There. you've spoiled such a splendid
hand" cried Mrs Ogglesby. Possiter
tossing his cards on the table Just as
I get seven trumps you all stop playing.
We were sure Of three points. and if"
Ethel" said her husband firmly, you
were telling us about your cousin, Jack
Dmly."
ooh! was 7? Dear me, how stupid am.
Where was I at?"
"Evangeline was in the centre of the
shaft. and your cousin and old Mr.. Prim,
or Plim. or what's-his-name. were trying
to get her up and down" said my wife.
"Iremember now. Did old Mr. Pyn give
W the ship-or the dumbwaiter rather?
No: he held fast. He called down the
shaft n my cousn.J ack Dimly, and de-
manded that he release the rope. and my
cousin. Jack Dimly. called back up the
shaft that he would hold on until he was
a skeleton sooner than into the clutches
OF such cruel father. Then old Mr..
Pvn retorted that his dust would tumble
down the shaft and get into the eyes Of
the abominable sutton for his daughters
hand before he released the rope. And
he showered down words Of reproach and
abuse upon his faithless child; and my
cousin. Jack Dimly. called up to her TO he
Of good cheer, as he was near. She did
not answer. All night long those two
determined men clung to the elevator ca
bic. Morning cams and the sunlight was
coming into the kitchen when old Mr.. Pyn
nearly exhausted, whispered hoarsely
down the shaft that the milkman would
soon be coming and proposed a truce.
My cousin replied that he dare not let
20 lest the old man drag up the car. Mr..
Pyn replied that he would give his word
of honor not TO, II the young man would
likewise pledge himself not to drag It
down. The parlcy was long one and
finally IT was agreed that my cousin
should come upstairs and that they would
raise Evanreline together. So Jack Dimly
went to the Pyn fat. and with the irate
father drew up the car. What did they
find? It was empty"
"Why. what became Of Evangeline."
cried my wife.
THAT was what puzzled old Mr. Pyn
and my cousin. She was gone. Where
and how. neither knew And equally be-
reaved they made up and mourned to-
gether."
1T seems to me Evangeline was sort
of genius" ventured Lieutenant Swash.
"She wasn't at all. She was simply
lovely girl" cried Mrs. Ogglesby Possiter.
"She married another man that was all.
A week later her father and my cousin,
Jack Dimly, got letter from her from
Niagara Fails where she was spending
her honeymoon. She apoigized and ex-
planned that she got off at the third floor
and elo0ed with a nice young bachelor
who lived there"
And how n the world did they become
acquainted" cried my wife.
why, through the speaking tubes. OF
course. How else could they?"-New
York Evening Sun.