Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1899-07-27

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-'Sure Eiing Buby ou BONA want any
body to see you talking - hint got
to be a straight ont accident. you know.
with nobody t. blame
Il know. replied the young rascal.
with a nod Of intelligence. Trust me
for that. Hello, This Is La Vaca. Lets
90 see what the wires have to say.
They went ont together. leaving me
with new responsibility. Here was
bold conspiracy to obstruct the railway
company's business, possibly to involve
an innocent person or perhaps more than
one in trouble Was il not my duty 70
interfere at all hazards l confess /
have little regard for Intermediates Of
/ any sort. and this was certainly no af-
fair of mine. Nevertheless. / compro-
missed on q resolve to expostulate with
the Young man himself before we should
reach Brownsville, and in the eddy Of
| that determination resumed my book
and the interrupted train of thought.
Now. it Is a student : weakness to b.
unconscious Of the lapse Of time and
after what seemed to me very short
| interval indeed, my young Romeo en-
tered the smoking room alone. Here.
thought /, is my chance To reprehend
! the Young knave. and was about to do
J 50 when he forestalled me
This is Father Penburton. l be
heve, he began afably, producing a
cigar case. "Will you join me?'
Thank you. do not smoke re-
piled as severely as might be
Nor But you won't mind my smok
ing viii your'
Certainly not. 1 wish | might as
readily absolve you Of your weightier
offenses -
Meaning his eyebrows went up
! in well affected surprise
! Meaning your reckless defiance Of
the proprieties in eloping with that
sweet young girl in yonder-that and
ycur plot to delay her anxious parent. "
said ster My.
His smile was more than half a gri-
mace. You don't know the circum-
stances, father. If you did, You xouldn
blame Us much. And as to the plot
we'll, that was rather shabby trick
to play on the old gentleman, but it's
| too late To repent of that now.
Too later How? What do you
mcan?''
why. IT'S matter of history 50 to
| speak. W. managed among rs to delay
| him nearly an hour at Brownsville, but
he is after us again now at the rate of
a mile minute
''Do you mean to tell me that we
have already passed Brownsville l
1 I.I IL
| abstraction had been so profound.
| Rather better than an hour ago.
This Is Jornada, with a wave Of his
hand toward the station at which the
train was then pausing.
The minor transgression being nm
| preventable, | was about to attack the
major. when n brakeman came in and
handed the young man telegram upon
| which the INK was not yet dry. The
| lighted cigar fell from his fingers ar he
| read and would assuredly have burned
a hole IN the carpet had not promptly
set my foof upon if.
Great murder, but that does settle
itl' ne groaned.
1.-The way of the transgressor"
| began, but he broke in as one who
hears not
Say, Father Penburton, can priest
of the Catholic church marry pair Of
heretics at a pinchr"
The question seemed singularly ir-
relevant, but l answered it to the best
of my knowledge and belief.
Il know of no rule forbidding ii.
Why do you ask p
"Read that" he said tragically,
| thrusting the message into my hand.
'1f you can't help MS ont, we're done
for world without endp'
l read:
| To Alan Roderick, on Train No. z:
Everything o. X. as ordered except the min
| lister. He is out at Reservation. Have sent
COW punoher after him on best broncho in
| town, but am afraid he can't reach before
| o'clock Shall get justice peace? Answer.
1t was signed ''Hardwicke, and
| there was foOtnote in brackets-evi-
IDENTIFY a bit Of extTaneous information
added by the receiving operator at Jor-
NADIA:
Bosty is overhauling you right. He passed
Ormsbee five minutes ago, running like the
| wild Irishman. He'd beat you Is minutes into
Lavarock if he could get by you.
"What have l to do with thisr" said
X indicating the message
''Why, / thought-that is, didn't
know but you dwell, you see. Father
Penburton, we've got to have a minis
ter of some sort some way. It's no use
talking about justice of the peace TO
Eleanor She won't listen minute to
that. But she might consent to be mar
ried by Catholic priest She is what
we call pretty high church, you know. "
''Still do not understand l am not
a justice of the peace nor yet priest
of the Romish confession.
You re not Why, Cratic said you
were, and your-er'- he broke down
and finished rather tamely. II thought
you looked like one -
(which onef" 1 asked. trying to be
as severe as the occasion demanded
The magistrate or the priest -
Don't hit me when I'm down, he
pleaded II meant the priest. Of
course.
''Ahl L suppose / should be flattered,
but l am not.
He sat twiddling his watch chain
nervously while he tried to frame the
crucial question.
Then may ask. Would you mind
telling me what kind of "a minister
You % he stammered finally.
Il am a clergyman of the church of
which Miss Bostwick seems by your ad
mission to be conimunicant, said l.
"Oh, thank goodness he exclaimed,
jumping up to grasp my hand elusive
ly. 1.-TWO young fools for luck every
time You'll help rs ont, won't your"
1t was my opportunity, and used il
unsparingly.
Not by any manner of means quite
the contrary, / shall do everything in
my power to prevent the consummation
of this unhappy affair. (My colleague
before referred to insists that my indig
nation was merely an outburst of pique
at being again mistaken for a Romanist.
but the charge is too trivial to refnte }
81 shall 20 at once to the young lady to
Fry if / may dissuade her while il is yet
time to withdraw"
He dropped my hand and sat down
again 1t was Il coup de grace bat he
was manly enough to hide the wound.
''Do it, - he said. hardly "Go and
try il, if you like. and III give you
clear field. But you are the most mis-
taken person on this train, Mr. Penbur-
ton, if you II allow me to say it. You
are going on general principles in an