Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1901-06-30

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and they must be shot tomorrow sure.
..The Fourth only comes once year"
she said. the note Of dispieasure deep
ening.
| Il know. but business is business.
! they're heavy operators and good Gus
TONER'S
You'll be working Sundays next"
mo, but 1 promised to shoot the
wells, and must"
/ don't suppose your business will
possibly permit you to go to the picnic
in the grover"
Are you going, Kitty?"
Certainly"
Il cannot get back in time, fear.
Pshaw! l wouldn't miss it for worlds"
he said honestly.
Then you do not intend to celebrate
a bit tomorrow"
II don't see how can"
What are you, a chinaman?" the girl
said scorniully, her black eyes flashing.
! ''You haven't an atom of patriotism
about you. I'm ashamed of you.
they're to set of number OF empty
glycerine cans and fire anvils at sunrise
and run the flag up on the hotel and on
all the derrieks, and you-you will be
hurrying OFF to work about that time
like Chinaman VINO doesn't know the
Fourth OF July from any other day of
the year."
The face he turned to her was full OF
|, panied protest. Say, DEAR" he whis-
| pered, don't be so hard on me. II
had not promised to shoot those
| wells"
''Oh, don't distress yourself. Do as
| you have promised, by all means, and
| next year do not forget that you are a
! citizen of the United States. l never
saw your like" she continued, scornfully.
Even the foreigners who come here
celebrate their great days, although
they are in a strange land, even the
Chinese celebrate their New Years, and
you, free American citizen, who say
you were born In sight of Bunker Hill
monument, pay no more attention to
the Independence Day of your country
than one of your horses"
Il am very, very sorry ,Kittie"-he
began, despairingly.
Never mind" she said, CURLY
please let me get out of here. People
will talk so, you know, If they see me
riding into Gusherville on a notro-
glycerine wagon with YOU
4 AS he checked the spirited horses and
leaped to the ground to assist her she
4 fluttered to the roadway on the oppo.
q site side of the wagon with the ease anc
grace Of bird.
q She left him without even look, and
81 he saw no more of her that night. His
big heart ached as he climbed into thu
4 nitroglycerine wagon again and cluckeC
q to his horses She was the dearest OBJ
81 ject on earth, and after months of de
&, voted courtship he saw her slippin!
Il away just as her hearS seemed warming
! toward him. She had never confesse,
that she loved him, but his attentions
his protestations of affection, and evel
II his timid clasping of her hand ha'
!. seemed not unwelcome to her. He ha
believed that she was learning to low
him, but now his thoughtlessness ha
completely estranged her.
Half an hours ride up a steep an
winding road brought him to the nitro
glyeerine factory, where he stabbed hi
horses, reflled his wagon with squar
! cans OF the explosive from the grea
4 iron magazine, replenished mis- store Q
shells, and then lay down upon Dun
j in the factory to catch few hour:
! sleep preparatory to starting for tn
wells at daybreak. Shortly before daw
| he arose. harnessed his big black horse
to the wagon load OF glycerine ant
mounting the seat. started for the seen
of the days operations.
He drove with what seemed reckless
ness over the rough road, considerin
the fact that he was carrying 100 quart
OF the explosive, but discovery /
made shortly after leaving The factor
caused him considerable uneasines
The reins had fallen under the horse
hoofs while he was Harvesting, and or
of the slender leather ribbons had bee
cut in two by a steel calked shoe. +
had not noticed the accident in the di
light, and as he was now considerah
distance from the factory he disliked
| turn back.
1T will probably hold, and II Il
team does run away and blow me in
billion shreds who'll eare7" he ga
bitterly. They'll bury me in Gig
box, the boys will say, Poor devil
and Kittie"- He laughed aloud at
childish thoughts. took firmer grip I