The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-03-28

show tibet ever lived. Course, have to
be out o. nights, but my wife knows It's
business, an not gamblin' or drinkin or
dissipation I'm indulgin imam she doesn't
bother. An daytimes amt always here
to take care of her. an don't I furnish
a good livin' fer her an the little ones
from little Amos who's just lernin 10
pick a lock with a harpin, UP to Frank
lin Makepeace, who's almost strong
enough now to drin through safes-the
laminated steel kind, you know.
Say old man, douse it-or IS ye goin
to spring a sermon onter us2' Whipper,
the apprentice, was the interrupter.
That wasn't a sermon, but jest
pre-e-face fer a story 1 know about man
who-but, guess, you don't want 70 near
it." The eminent cracksman picked The
Great Criminals of America from the
center table and opened it at the sketch
of his life-a weu-thumbed place at the
beginning of the cracksmen's department
It was some little time before he could
be induced to resume.
"Wen, it's only to oblige you, fer
Whipper, who wanted most tremendous
to go with me, can't possibly be inter-
ested."
was it that job last night?" Whip
per moved his chair close to that of the
''old man." II wondered why you
wouldn't take me-
That, my boy, was because it was a
matter affecting a woman who intrusted
to INV hands the securing Of certain letters
of hers in the possession Of man. You
l know I advertise occasionally for work
| Of that kind This man was married, an
the way he treats his wife was what made
me deliver the sermon. I'll tell you.
| 1T was about 2 o'clock in the morning
when I opened the front door with a false
key / went straight back in the hall and
turned to the left up the stairs in the cen
! ter. When l was two-thirds up and walk
| ing quick an quiet, 'cordin' to my motto,
1 heerd a noise below an turned. There
| was a woman in a wrapper standin' at the
bottom of the stairs jest in my way If
| tried to make a getaway. l stood still
an there wasn't so much as a rustic of
my coat. But she was onto that game,
| an when the silence was getting tiresome
| she said:
'Hennery, I thought you promised me
New Years not to stay out late nights, and
here find you trying to sneak upstairs SO
that wouldn't know when you came in.
And to think that I've been waiting up fer
you these three hours, jest to have you
| treat me like this.
You can jest bet I never said word.
That's jest your way-never say you
are sorry an not even promise not to do Il
again after I've been weepin' my eyes out
crying for company's sake-oh!
And, my stars! There was a lot OF
power in that OH
I suppose you are drunk again. Toe
drunk to speak, aren't you, you brute?'
| Il KEEP on keepin' still
An to think that when 1 married you
1 thought 1 was gettin' the best of Mary
Sankey and frankie May-you unspeakablt
brutev
Il didn't open my mouth, but I could
see by the way her head was twitching
tibet things was goin to happen Purt!
soon they happened. I moved little way
| down the stair. thinkin l mought SCI
a way to rush her and get out She kline
of took advantage Of me, cause first thing
l knew a broomstick was bangin' owe
my shoulders an smashing my hat an
raisin' welts on my arms Say, but the!
came faster than hailstones, and she a
sayin' all the time:
You've driven me 10 this. I've beer
a lovin' wife to you. You've driven M
to it, you brute. Say, those brute blow
| hurt most awful. y GU can't say its m,
fault after me standin' Your late com
ings and Your drunkenness and you
mean, contemplate silence all these years
And then she said some things she oush
not to have said an some things I would
MT repeat to a Twin soul, because know
she never would have said them if sh
had been in her right mind, which sh
wasn't by far. And tibet brings me bacl
to my original proposition that some me
is too mean TO live and breathe the God
pure air an that man is one of them
why, she tainted right there in iron
of me when she was hittin' her best licks
! No man could have hit me tibet way az
. not had to fight for his life, but ] nurse
| her back until she said 'Hennery' ono
. or twice, and then I left. No, didn't tax
the letters. 1 got them and put them be
side the wife where she could find then
, and 1 hope she'll see from them wha
kind of husband she's got. But mos
| likely she won't let him know she eve
saw them an viii be twice as lovin' al
, | twice as easy as before