The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-06-10

knocking things and shrieking. Wilkin-
son greeted all with jolly abandon.
"Enchanting!' gasped Mrs. Wiley.
Charming announced Mrs. Jones,
louder.
Now, you ought to see my rubber
trees. Now, I'd like to talk more about
the rubber business to you some time,
Mr. Wilkinson was heard from Jones.
Wiley sneered, and chuckied. Mrs.
Wiley and Mrs Jones glared at one an
other, and backed apart. Jones ap-
preached Wiley in rage.
The Palenque Idol, hideous, stood in
the middle of the room. Ross, crying,
by Jove, I'm glad to see your had
out the rare china and poured tea. Della
and Joshua arrived. Whiffle and Mrs.
Fustgart stood whispering, so that Mrs.
While closed her eyes, and Mrs. Bard
clutched her seat till Mrs. Fustgart
laughed at her cruelty. Then Mrs. Bard
began her Mysteries.
Bard sprang up in wretchedness, even
yet wistful, and knocked china cup
out of Wilkinson's hands, which cup
flew and hit Jones and broke on him.
Jones in flames wheeled on Wiley (who
.snickered) and smashed his nose with a
sudden wild outbreaking of war. Mrs.
Fustgart shrieked. Mrs. Wiley cried out,
''Villain!"
Then Mrs. Jones, while the two men
crashed into an easel, Kissed at Mrs.
Wiley With With u fury: You cat NJ
Whiftie as she strobe, seized Mrs Jones
nose with virulence and wrung a piercing
cry of pain out of Mrs. Jones, who then
few into Mrs. Wiley's hair with spasms
Ross stood monument Of stupefac-
ton.
Wiley, whirling with Jones leg as mo-
tive power, struck the Palenque idol
That god fell with crash and broke.
and Joshua's toe was under a piece of
1t. JoShua'S noise was a species of bel
lowing, Della falling down in sympathy
over his mashed member
You're the cause You're the cauSen'
gurgled the Mysteries of Mrs. Bard at
Mrs. Fustgart. And Mrs. Fustgart slap
PED her. Bard broke forth in a sweat
calling aloud. while he tottered hither
one to the other!''
The china went to Gathering ruin all
over the floor, for Mrs. Wiley with tea in
her ear, had retaliated on Mrs Jones'
Whifie, seeing general license granted.
remembered Jones' cOmmittee-attack on
him. Jones was smashing away at VII
ley, while Wiley wiped paint all over
Jones. Whiff1e lifted a mighty framed
painting of Popocatepetl at sunset and
brought it down on Jones head 1t
burst and Jones came through partly.
Bard got his wife away. Mrs Jones
and Mrs. Wiley ragged to the street, two
spectacles. Old Joshua, bandaged by
Delia's dainty handkerchief hurled his
shoe at Jones, and went roaring, Della
painting of Popocatepetl at sunset, and
could not raise his hands because of
It, So the shoe hit his defenseless nose.
Wiley, in glee, perceived this, and pun
meled the defenseless nose with con
finuous impunity, while Jones tore at
Popocatepetl.
All departed, Mrs. WhifHe swooning.
And Jones was seen to tear away with
the canvas impeding him. Quiet reign
ed. Wilkinson, haggard, gazed aboLt
All the china lay shattered. Pictures
We're torn from the wall. PaintS4rWere
stamped on. The Palenque idol lay in
d.esolation Tea had wilted Mr. Ross
Wilkinsons collar
Jones lives in Orizaba. Mrs. Fustgart
is In Tennessee. Bard fed to Oregon.
Whiffie visits him. Old Joshua took
his rheumatism to Los Angeles. Della
married Wilkinson.
Mrs. j. Farthington Wiley stayed on,
beef, calendar ham and butter. and ali
STAYED on, to start another colony and
lead it's functions.
Beyond the city, soaring in blue, is
Orizaba's mighty, snow-clad peak,
asleep, ignorant of social functions