Western liberal. (Lordsburg, N.M.) 1887-1919, 1896-06-12
CHOLLY'S STORY.

Il was too warm en- evening. over for
= smoking concert. Cholly said as be
came ont Of his room, attired all in
white, lookiaR q perfect picture Of
" beauty Cholly was a blond specimen
Of the male sex, blue eyed, golden hair
ed, a stalwart representative Of the
Saxon type. Ho wal ~. well placed as
regards this worlds wealth and position.
Life to him-thanks to old Egerton
Bailey, his late father-was o pleasant
pastime, the world a charmed play
place, where girls worshiped him and
men voted him n trump. So much for
Cbolly, debonair. kind hearted and
handsome, who bad tlayalsd the world
over, making fFiends wherever he went.
Choliy's prediction that it was too
warm even for a smoking concert on this
particular evening was verified by the
slim attendance there on HE arrival.
Only eight men out Of the 30 expected
found their way to the usual rendezvous.
BY general agreement the music was
banished, coats discarded, negligee atti-
tudes assumed, AMI the eight mon
amused themselves by relating anecdotes
and personal experiences.
"By the way, Cholly, " at last a friend
said to the blond Adonis, who, sprawled
on a sofa, was listening quietly to the
c~onversation, you're very silent to-
night. You've just arrived from the
west too. Come, haven't you some blood
curdling tale to tell us of western atroc-
tiles, cowboy breaks or Coxey out
RACES? These fellows stories are stale.
We require something spicy to stir us up
a night like this"
t'Well, / did have an adventure, but
Its recital went pc spicy, Tracy. Idon't
think 1t will be tbs style you care for. .
"Out with it'll Out with i'll" seven
voices simultaneously exclaimed. "Is it
Q Christian Endeavor story, Cholly?"
asked Tracy. "You do look awful SOL
emn."
"No; It's Sunday school talk, =" said
Andy Wears, a very young man with a
pew mustache and a drawl
Fan right" said Cholly quietly ''if
you fellows don't be quiet, l won't tell
it."
go ON, Cholly. Don't mind the
calves, "grunted old Major Poole. "Tell
us your story, man"
"It will ioterest you, major. DOUBT
less you remember the Donovans Of
Limerick-pretty Kate. they called one
Of them. / met them in Dublin"
"Do l remember herr May mo eyes
fall ont Of me head il / ever see her
likes again-eyes like violets, hair like
ink and a skin like peaches and cream.
And a fggerl God bless you, boys, she
pad a figger like a goddess. She could
ride cross country like a bird Never
saw such a rider before nor since. But,
Cholly, me boy, 1 thought you wero
gone in that direction. Oh, the paiE
you'd have madei'
Cholly blushed scarlet; the company
exchanged clances. "Seems to me, +"
said Andy Wears, "that the majors
telling this story. Go on, Cholly hold
the platform" So Cholly cleared his
throat, al Andy said Rfterward he SEEM
ed nightly upset by the majors re-
marks. wiped the peIspiration from his
flushed face and began:
4Oh oNOI ACAAONot ny GNOAJ IA bhNo
TO consist Of two parts, the introduction
and the sequel. 1t begins in Ireland four
years ago and ends in Canada four days
ago. 1t was In Dublin that l first me.
Miss Kate Dpnoyan Of Limerick. She
was a sumner, as the major says, the
best cross country rider / ever saw. She
wa poor a q church ous and proud
rs Lucifer. She was an orphan had been
brought up by her uncle, old Peter DON
pvan. BE had three daughters Of his
own, but ncDe of them could hold q
candle t. Miss Kate herself. From what
saw during the time l was in Dublin
/ don't think the trio cared much fer
pretty Kate; they were jealous of her
and took paius to show IL in many petty
ways, particularly when Captain Cor
don. who was considered a matrimonial
catch, appeared on tho scene and devoted
himself to Kate"
Captain Rupert Gordon Of the Forty
SEVENTH" queried Major Poole.
1.-THE very same, a dark beggar, with
a bad mouth aud lots Of money.
"Well. he was the man that sot all
the Dublin girls wild. They literally
lioDized him. He was douce enough
there. He was asked everywhere, and
old Peter donovan was mad enough
when he asked him for his niece and
not for ono Of his daughters. They
said the three girS never spoke to Kate
for weeks.
Poor Katel She hardly knew what
TO do. She was very unhappy. She TOLD
me all about it one evening at a dance,
She had a devil Of a life in her uncle'i
house, and Gordon seemed very fond nj
her. She didn't know what he really
was; neither did /, or / could have
warned her. They were married In Sep
TENDER. In November Gordon took hoI
10 the Riviera after the honeymoon was
Pver. A fellow who met them there told
me that Kate-that is. Mrs. Gordon
looked miserably unhappy. and people
said Gordon i'll treated her. However
that may be, she did not stay with hin
very long. One day q woman appeared
at the hotel whore they were staying
She wal a gaudily attired specimen, not
pvercultured. She registered a. Mrs.