The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1899-10-28
The SCRANTON TRlBUNE-sATURDAY OCTOBER 2s 1soo

der that thuroly agree with the abuv
statement
The 1st day we left New York I waz
very mutch pleazed with the trip; the
day waz gloriyus & most ov. the cum
pany very congeneal' ! say most ov
the cumpany after due reneckshun &
lie tell you the reazon why.
After the bote got under way ov
the most bewtiful yung wimmin I
ever saw came out on the front piazza
e. seating herself I'm a steemer ,chare
began to reed a novel. (Be go eny
further Mr. Editur, I CESS l had bet
ter tell you not 2 send copy ov the
paper this letter appears in 2 my
wife; IL she new how l sufferd on that
bote she wood worry herself sick)
Wei, / walkt up & down past the
bewtifull yung lady 4 cupple ov ours
e. az no scanned no her or tawk
her l materially felt sorry her &
takin a fatherly intrest in her walkt
up her & in my sweetest manner
sed: ITS a luvly day." Sho kept rite
on saving wood. or rather, reading the
novel. "2 bad" seq I. tawkin 9 myself
az / walkt away, that so fare an IL
aflickted with the dred dizeaze def &
dumness." The more l thawt about
1t the worse / felt the poor girl |
went below the saloon. sekured sum
riting utensils & rote the following
note:
my Deer Yung Lady,
you look lonesum; what can due
you? Your sinsear friend.
A. Kidder."
OF corse I new that def & dunn
peepil waz sensitiv abowt there af-
flickshun & 1t took me sum time 2
nerve myself up the point ov handing
the note . the woman az l handed Il
2 her / awso handed her p peace ov
blank paper & my fownten pen so
that she Good indite a reply. She took
the note in her dainty fingers opend
It & az she red it, ah. what a charm
ing smile pcrmeated her cowntenance!
In a golden voise mot silvery tone)
studded with dimonds she replide, still
smiling, so you think I look lonesum,
due you?"
Whether it waz the bote that Civ a
lurch or my supprize at heering her
tawk l no not. At eny rate l waz
neerly carried off my feat. When
recuverd sufIlshently artickulate
replide you did look lonesum, my
dear, & l felt sorry you; 1 awlso
thawt you were def " dunn & you
don't no how happy it makes me lern
that sutch IL not the case l am your
servant the rest ov the trip; yure
slightest command will be obayed with
alackrity & esprit de corpse"
With a sort ov a sarkastick curl .
har h.,
sweet manner: "Eny chump nose its
a luvly day & becaws a woman don't
anser every lobster that tawks 2 her
its not nesesserily a sine that she's def
a. dun. If you want due sumthing
me you can go chase yure fownten
pen Az she sed this she threw the
pen overbord. My resepshun Good
| hardly be called an ovashun; in fackt,
if VIM. J. Bryan had tapt me on the
| shoulder at that moment q told me
he waZ going stump the Y. s. VIM.
| Mckinley l wood hav bin less takin
| aback. My feelings sufferd a trans
fermashun frum affeckshun 2 hatred.
Indignashun & a cold, clammy per-
spirashun ooZed frum every pour ov
my boldly! 10 minits be l wood hav
purchist 4 her awl the shampane on
bord the bote now on her bended
neez, starving deth, hot tears ov dis
tress flowing down her cheeks, / wood
be def 2 her hart-rending ntreeties! I
waz chokeG with rath; l Good frame no
langwidge fit the ockashun, & if l
! had the type-setters wood refuze >
set it up now.
l maid a Christian ndeavor walk
away with a magestick mean, but I
| feer it waz sorry attempt.
| hunted up the capten & in az
mutch of an off hand manner az Good
! assume askt him who the woman waz.
| He sed why. that's Mrs. ---, the
wife ov the prize filter, hees down be-