San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1897-09-26


this ERE arm your William's?''
eyes" she shrieks, that was his
crucifge."
"Was this ere face your William s?"
says I, slapping my forehead. and ]
shoves it into her'n and sings out:
Look again. Look by Gods light
Look, if your burned perishing William
ever had such face upon him as mine
in all his goin a-fishin.
There was crowd by this time. and.
noticing it, steps into the passage.
picks up my clothes and goes up stairs
After this shifted my shanty. There
was nothing to be lost, l allowed, by
change of address, as they call it. BY
this time all notion Of getting a job out
Of the largest circulation was clean gone
I hired a room in Smith street, Stepney.
The house was kept by Mrs. Gumble,
widow of coasting skipper. When
paid Mrs Bloomer. she took my money
scornfully, and think would have
spoke, but my eye kept her quiet My
pulling off my coat, too. and hauling OF
the lying party on to the pavement had
done Mrs. Bloomer good.
still carried some pounds in good
money in my pocket, but guessed II l
didn't fall in with situation soon the
old leather purse 'ud be showing like
the end of long voyage. l answered
advertisements and hunted about. 1t
was all no good-nobody wanted me.
What was expected was always exactly
what hadn't got. Then they wanted
written characters, and / had nothing
but "V G." certificates to show EN-
I told Mrs. Gumble wanted to give
up the sea and settle ashore, and she
answered that in her heart she couldn't
blame me. She advised me to put in
little notice told her I'd done so.
SAYS she: Though once might be, of
no use, twice might work the traverse
Try another paper.
After considering the thing and un-
derstanding it might find me chance
if it did no more / walked round to an
other newspaper with the same piece
that had appeared in the corner of the
largest circulation, only instead of sign
ing my name William Pooley to it /
took the name of William Treakell, my
mothers name afore her marriage,
partly because l reckoned that as Will
liam Pooley I'd had all the innings /
was going to get, while Treakel was
like starting on a fresh voyage, and
partly because I didn't want my name
to meet the eye Of the lying party
And now I'm a-going to tell You
what, dare say, you'll not believe, but
if it amt true then my eyes aren't
twins. Two days after the piece had ap-
peared I returned to Steprey from a
cruise to Regent street. When l walks
in, Mrs. Gumble called out from her
back room, sis that you, Mr.. Pooley3"
"Pooley it is, says l, stopping at
the foot of the steps.
She comes out, and, looking hard at
me, says, There's been party, with
a boy, inquiring arter you.
Female party?" says L
YES" she says.
| "What does she want?'
l. "She says that her husband left her
when her child was months old He
was a seafaring man. His name was
Pooley." says she, looking at me very
hard "He didn't always used to sign
| ON under that name, and sometimes
shipped himself as William Treakell. "
breathed short. "It was her mother
maiden name," said Mrs. Gumble.
"What brought her to this house?''
saws I, talking as if I'd Just had tooth
drawed.
81 "She's always on the lookout for her
husband and reads the advertisements
in the papers. She saw the name OF
Treakell and says you're her man. She
described you, says Mrs Gumble, be.
ginning to talk with sort of snar
there's burned sight too much of fel
low feeling among people of Mrs Gum
ble's sort). "She gave me your Likeness
in words as though she talked with youl
picture in her and. She says you
lodged at Mrs. Boomers, down out o
the Commercial road, and left tina
house because she discovered you.
"WellP" says l.
"Well," says she, shell be herr
TOMORROW morning aJ ~ U ClOck du'
hopes it'll be convenient to you to Sc
her.
It'll be convenient for me to see he
I'M but stopped myself The bloom
ing joke was past beyond all cusses
"How in flames did she know" says
that called myself Treakell?"
'She asked if the Treakell as lodge
here answered to the description sh
gave of you. No Treakell lodges here,
says |, but I've a party stopping il
the house as is the same as you de
scribe Then his names Pooley. say
she Pooley it is, says l, the surpris
making me answer quick Then sh
tells me you married her at Deal an
desarted her when your infant babe wa
9 months old.
''I'll not see the hedgehog" burs
out "She's ten stun o. lie from hat I
heel. Don't let me be troubled by hel
She's no wife of mine"
lyon won't see her, d'you say?"
Look here Is there any letter fc