The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1898-01-05
TEACHING vilE LESSON.

Nos Taexpected.
Mrs. Bancl<s was going TO the city,
.vI,ica, vas distant an hours ride
from her suburban home. Mr.
Bano.1s, who was going out for run
On his wheel. and whG knows it oil,
was laying down the law to her in
his usual vigorous style.
"Whatever you do or don't do,
Mary. don's carry your pocketbook
;p.vour hand" ne said
where ehaN 2 carry its" asRaa
.is wife. "Yon don't expect me sa,
carry 1t in my mouth Ikea New.
feunddand. do your
Garry it in your pocket. What
are pockets for. should liko to
knows"
pockets arc out of date. The
dressmakers will not put them in
dresses any more"
well. Mary. you'll lose your
train. BE sure To get homo before
dark. II isn't safe :nr woman tc .As
out in the evening now Some Of
these fno nights you'll be held up"
Pm not afraid" answered Mrs.
Bancks. ''!f people go along and
attend to their own affairs, nothing
will happen to them
Don't you believe it!'' said Mr..
Bancks cmphatically. Not being
afraid isn't going to savo you from
robbers and hold ups. l am not
afraid, but shouldn't like to cross
that viaduct that you must pass on
your way home-not after dark, /
wOuIdn t.
Having done his best to rattle
Mrs. Bancks her husband rode of
OH his wheel. intending to go in an
opposite direction from that which
his wife took on the cars, when q
sudden idea developed in his fertile
brain.
1T will teach her lesson and
show her that I am always right. /
won't frigbtan her too lnuch-just
enough; then I will reveal my iden.
tity. I'll do iti'
With that ne rode OF at leisure.
ly gait, for he had plenty of time to
catch Mrs. Bancks ON her return.
That good woman had made her
visit to friend ON the South Side of
the city. and was hurrying to reach
her own train by taking short cut.
across the viaduct. 1t certainly did
look dark and forbidding, but she
erasped her umbrella with a deter.
mination to sell her life as dearly as
possible Besides, she had crossed
there many times and nothing had
ever happened before. She stepped
in under the traffic of the cars and
was picking her way through posts
of solid masonry when hand fell
on her shoulder and voice Kissed
in her ear:
BE silent! S-t-ts-ts.tl Your
money or your life!"
Not If " know it., answered the
brave little woman, and there was a
scrimmago that lasted for several
seconds, and then she emerged from
the viaduct with a broken and bat.
tered u.abESiaa. a sptained thumb
and with all her. valuables in her
possession. y
She was at home, peacefully com.
posed, when her husband made his
appearance, looking like prize
fighter wbc had beer. worsted and
limping painfully. 8.
John Bancks, what in the world
has happened to yous''
Bicycle a-c-c-i- -i-d-e-n-t, y " sniil
MIR. Bancks slowly, throwing a di-
lapidated hat on the table. q
You poor, dear fellow! Why,
your face is 81! scratched sc:ss and turn,
and your clothes are ruined II.
4 Never mind my clothes. lam
thankful ! escaped with my life. y
said her husband, as he limped to
chair.
"Weli, we've had a chapter of ac.i
cidents, said Mrs Bancks. II was
held up just as you said would be. ''
Hal How singularl But it ap.,
pears that Vol, were not hurt &"
No, but the other fellow was. +
shouldn't be surprised if he died
from theSeffect of the beating / gave
him.. Wouldn'teit9 be dreadfulf
ruined my umbrella, bat then |
saved my pocketbook. :"
Much money in it2'' asked her
husband. trying to look as if he. was
interested.
Only my care fe.e I:::ts I:ts1 ns5yiud sasi pi
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