Blackfoot news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1891-1902, 1897-01-23
! The Woolns Of Cuendolina Phyllis
Mcclure and Amminster Casey.

They stood in the lurking shaaoMs ~
the conservatory at the Chateau de
Mcclure. lie drew the fair, yieidlhs
form of the girl h. loved to his BOSOM
and kissed her with dogged resolution
Gwendolin Phyllis Mcclure did not
mt aside the love of Administer casey
she was thirty years old and TOO ny TOT
that. Besides, she was stuck on hiil,.
The dear girl merely rearfahseu NE
face 10 that Administer could ger ~ y,
and lay without ~ distance III we atls
OF her lover. I'LL, tha
II was a beautiful picture, ahu thc
flowers that stood about aRd sazeu w.
on il thought so TO the roots u lnet,
petals. otherwise they lay dead ahu
didn't do thing. ,,
How about the old man. asker
Administer, as lie disentansleu NJ
countenance from that OF ms atl, ,s
Gwendolin's. Does the old galoos
seek to confer the klbosh ON our hup'
tlalsY' And his tones were hafa
There was time. murihuVa
Gwendolin. when he t'reateheu " TVS
Il boots into you II you presumed g
ask me hand: but he's took taiiioae'
an objects no more.
"An' your bruddert" asked AAihln-
ster: what said that skate % QUIZ
unlont'
'Hc amt sayin' a woir' sighed
C;wendolln. That duffer. though ne
be me bruddes, amt got no pun WI
me. and he's dead ON, see!''
.,'Tis we'll" lnuttered Administer,
| ''else would lave | kicked IN de suck
er's Stats. Well. love, then we we'd
mex Chuesday. I'll hasten to me West
chester home an arm nse me game
Harlem was agog. II was the TATE,
| full Tuesday; the Chateau de Mcguire
! was blaze Of lights. Gweadoiln
| Phyllis Mcclure, the proud heiress u
| the house. clad In her bridal garments,
awaited her betrotAed, Administer Ca
/ scy.
The guests assembled; the preacher
| was there. ready, nas eager, 70 umpire
the play, but Administer Casey did not
appear,
..Thinkest thou this snoozer organizes
| TO give us Il laushf" Missed the veneer
able Patrick Mcclure Into the ears Of
his daughter
Gwcndolln Phyllis Mcclure stood
pale and frozen
/ II know not" she replied: but to-
day. az | gazed from me window | be-
held n cross-eyed man who pipcd me
also even rs he passed Father. | fear
| bnotio."
Hour followed hour into the past.
Administer Casey came not. The
guests whispered. one 10 another that
Administer had thFun the Mctiutres
down. AT IL o'clock the preacher took
the stand In the boy window.
THE fatefui hour has come" he
/ cried. "play BALI
And then. when Administer Casey
still continued scarce the preacher ,Ice
clared the nuptiais 10 be- III favor 81
t;wendolin Phyllis Mcclure by i score
o. to o. and the wondering guests dis.
persed Az the last Of the company
SLAMMED the front door. G;wenloliu
Phyllis Mctiuire fell sobbing upon the
bosom 81 her parent
Weep not. my clnHl," sttl tho el.,cr
Mcttulrc. rs he softly strokcd tile hair
~ his darling. Weep not: have on
inn drcss s.lit, girl. nm ypnr tears Htn't
dVin' ting to me tree sheet, ses r
What ARE shirt Fronts IT, a broken
heart" mcaned the dnsoiate C;wends.
I'm. Father. your kid has been IN.
suited. 4 MCtiuirc has been made n
monkey Of b. se.bOrn Casey, an
the connndrum nov Is. do yoIsc stand
for IT,
let Hs 80 back handful nf hours
II was O'Clock b. IN. The WrgtchpSt.
or iiucklebcrry Express drew M pant
lug ut the station. Administer Casey
sprung to the platform III was HI
wedding night In two hours, did
naught oecGr to gum the cards or de.
lay the game, Gwrnd0lin Phyllis Nc
Gtiire would bear his name
What IL the sight that sends the
maddened blood To hold tuass meet
ing In the face Of the fond Administer
II H. the will0wy form Of the heautlgu
Gwendolin. She las come 10 the traIr
to meet him.
AZ he seizes his bctfgtlled III Hi
arms she gives the yell Of her life. ii
IL not Gwcndolin Phyllis Mcclure,
Sing that song to the sergeant" snlf
the policeman. III ats all right about
youse taking the loidy for your steady
but II don't 20. seef"
And so. on his wedding night. Az
minister Casey didn't get Il thing bu
the collar.
As he sat in his narrow cell. hIs fnct
buried IN his hands, AxtninstpT Itaapt
had but one th1Ignt. Whit w0ulg
Gwendolin Phyllis Mcclure think
How would she size mp his play? Tbes,
were his bitter meditatiens.
At 2 o'clock n. N. the turnkey mnd,
his drcary rounds.
Give me n drink. caiiilT." said ~
minister Casey. for grief had made hiu
athirst.
III give yon drink. nit" was III,
brutal response.
Administer Casey sank back. and IN,
long, slow Eight wore on.
w.
But one lamp burned di.nIy In th,
panelled library of the Chateau do No
giire. 1t was Wednesday night III
lowing the flat-otit OF GwendoIIn Phyi
lis McGuire's hopes.
There was n shutting step on III,
|. porch.
Whoever IL u.s." murmnre6 Tho arief
stricken Gwendolin, from tho eas,
! chair whore she sat bowed with hc
great sorrow. whoever the sucker Il
give him chase; | would see no ON
tonight"
TITS Administer Casey" wbisnoro,
the elder Mcclure. ~ lie gllmrse,; IN