The Minneapolis journal., 1902-07-26


chuckled aloud at her angry toss of the
head.
..schoHelds' seemed to be kind OF put out
with me this evening" he re-
marked, addressing himself to the COM
pany. "He's the most ungratefullest cuss
ever come up with. was only 0ratin' on
how proud the city ought to be Of him. He
fairly keeps Plattville's sportin' spirit on the
cog: die out wasn't for him. There's ben
more money laid on him whether he'll strike
over and above the hour, or under and be-
low, or whether he'll strike fifteen minutes
before time, or twenty after, than-well sir,
we'd all forgit the language II 1t wasn't for
Schofelds bell to keep us talkin; that's my
claim. Dull days, think of the talk he fur
nishes all over town.. Think what he's done
| to promote conversation. Now, for instance,
Anna Belle Bardlocks got beau, they say
here old Tom tilted back in his chair and
! turned an innocent eye upon youth across
| the table, young William Todd, who was
tlushing over his griddle akes-"and hear
| he's a good deal scared of Anna Belle and
not Just what you might call brash with her.
| They say every Sunday night he'll go UP to
Bardlocks' and call on Anna Belle from half
| past six till nine, and when he's got into
! his chair he sets and looks at the floor and
| the crayon portraits till about seven; then
he opens his tremblin' lips and says, Reckon
Schofelds' must be on his way to the court
1
/ later, when Schofelds hits four or Ave. he'll
/ speak up again, Say, reckon he means
eight Long towards nine o'clock, they say
4 he slsews around in his chair and says, Won
i der II he'll strike before time or after for
i politeness; but In her soul she says, pray
before; and then schofelds' hits her UP for
eighteen or twenty, and Anna Bellies conf
| pany reaches for his hat. Three Sundays ago
he turned around before he went out and
| said. DO you like appie-butter7' but never
waited to And out. It's the same program
every Sunday evening, and Jim Bardlock says
| Anna Bellies 80 worn out you wouldn't hard
/ ly knew her for the blithe creature she was
l last year-the excitement's ben too much
for her!" -*sk
Poor William Todd bent his fiery face over
the table and suffered the general snicker IN
HELPLESS silence. Then there was quiet sol
space, broken only by the click OF knives
against the heavy china and the indoien
rustic Of Cynthia's hy-brush:
Town so still" observed the landlord
finally, with a complacent glance at the des'
/. sert course OF prunes to which his guests
1 we're helping themselves from a central reser,
/ voir Crown SO still. hardly seems like show.
Days come round again. Yet there's bel
some shore signs lately: when my shaver
come honeyin' up with, Say, pa, amt .the!
no urrands can go for ye, pat ! ike
run 'em fer you, pa,'-relse, % pa, am
"
'relse, as little Rosina T. says, this morning
.Pa, always pray fer you pa, and pa thi
} and pa that-you can rely either christmas o
!, show-day's mighty close
} William Todd, taking occasion to prov
| himself recovered from confusion, remarked
] casually that there was another token of th'
} near approach Of the circus. as ole Wakersol
was drunk again, s.
4 ..There,s q man!' exclaimed Mr.. Mar
} tin with enthusiasm. There's the fel
, l1er for my money! He does his out!
! as citizen more diserimiaatinly OF
public occasions than any man ever see
, There's Wiikerson's celebration when there
= a funeral; look at the difference between !
ana on Fourth Of July. Why, sir, It's as mel
. ancholy as hearse plume. and sympath
( amt the word for 1t when he looks at the re
9 mains, ne sir; preacher nor undertaken. ei
: ther, ain't half as blue and respectful. The
]. Cake his circus spree. He come into the stor
! this AFTERNOON. head up. marchin like
! grenadisr and shootin' his hand out before NJ
3 face and drawin' 1t back again, and holierln
3 out. TIA, ia, ta-ra-ta, ia, ta-ta-ra-way, "a
dumbest man ever lived could see In a ninut
shows comm tomorrow and Wlikerson,
8 plavin, the trombone. Then he'd snort an
j, google like an elephant. Got the biggest sens
. of anpropriateness of any man In the county
Wilkerson has. Folks don't half appreeiat
him."
, AS each hoarder finished his meal he raide
! the glass OF wooden tcothpicks and went ava
, with no standing on the order OF his going
= but Martin waited for HAIRLESS, who. no
8 having attended to business so conclseiy a
t the others. was the last to leave the table
O. and they stood for a moment under the avn
9 ing outside. lighting their cigars.
r "Call on the Judge to-night?" asked Mar
tin. F .'5 .+t
9 emo" said Harkless.. WHY"
/ "Didn't you see the lady with Minnie an
$ tho Judge at the lecturer"
IT caught glimpse OF her. Tnats wna
:, Bowlder meant. then." -
8 ~ don't know what Bowlder meant, but
d guess you better go out there, young mar
!, Sho might not stay here long
: ITO be Continued Monday1