The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1896-03-26
LOVED NOT WISELY
NOW SHE IS FL0URIsHING a
DREADFUL GUN.

Not ONLY That But She is as Crazy as a Bed
bug Over,the Cruel JiIting of Her Faith
less Romeo-she Sees the sheriff About
it and Illustrates Her Intentions With
an Awe-Inspiring Revolver-She Re-
SCENTS the Idea of Being Farmer-Two
Hours In Perspirins and Exciting In
tervIew.
There are eight women hunting one
man who recently disappeared from
this town. He was one of the SWEETEST
guys that ever struck the village and
one Of the slickest. About seven of the
women have taken the matter easy, but
one of them has gone completely daft
over the disappearance of her Romeo.
She went running and painting into
Sheriff Cones Office last night and in a
half shrek asked:
Are you the sheriff.
'I am"
Are you Sheriff Gomez"
'T am"
Are you the sheriff of this county?"
81 am"
"Can trust your"
you can"
Swear to me that I can trust you"
81 swear"
do you work under the orders of
the county Attorney"
Sometimes do, and sometimes do
not. Why?"
"Mr. Cone you have an eye in your
head that tells me that 1 cannot trust
you
My eye is all right, you can trust
me-"
Mr.. Cone do you think am decent
woman2"
81 most certainly do" said the sheriff;
'T think you are perfect LADY,
do look like a lady, Mr. Gomez"
''Y on do, or 1 never saw one in my
life"
There is something about you Mr..
Cone that tells me that 1 can trust you.
Do you know Jim Brown"
II know a dozen Jim Browns"
do you know Jim Brown of Main
street,"
81 do not Why?''
"Oh, well il makes no difference.
have nothing to do with him; it is Tom
I am after"
Whats the matter with Tom?"
There is nothing the matter with
Tom. He is a fine fellow. He was in
love with me; gave him my heart and
he has left me. I want you to find
him. Oh, wish could see him my
self would bring him to time
And so saying the woman pulled gun
out of her hip pocket, tragically put it
TO her temple while her eyes flashed
Sheriff Cone fell over three chairs to get
to the telephone. She calmly put the
gun down and said: Never mind, Mr..
Sheriff; will hurt no one now"
1t now became Mr.. Cones turn to
question.
Where do you live?'
'In the south part of the county"
"Are you married or single?'
81 am a widow with three beautiful
children. Oh, you ought 10 see those
children. Mr.. Cone; they are daisies;
they are angels"
Are you a farmer"
She struck a Cleopatra attitude and
her eyes flashed again.
do look like a farmer, Mr.. Cone?
Look at my hands, Mr.. Cone, and then
tell me whether l look like a farmer
en- afraid, Mr.. Cone, that you have a
suspicion that l am not a decent wo-
man. I want to tell you that Tom
loved me and that is all. His love for
me was deep and pathetic and in a fool
lsh moment l loved him in return. Great
God, how loved that man." And pull
Ing out her gun again she put il to her
temple and RUFF then thought sure that
her brains would begin to fly around in
all directions.
NO" she said, mo man lives that is
worth my life" and with that she put
the revolver back in her pocket.
vic el,a
asked.
81 do; WELL
HE knew my husband. who Is now
dead, and 1 think he will avenge the
wrong done me. / want you to help him;
but if / can see Tom first, there will be
no work for either one of you to do"
And with that she pulled her gun again
and pointing it at the sheriff said:
"Ah, if you were Tom, now, I see
where I would want to hit you" and
with that she pointed the gun at Mr..