The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1902-04-10

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husbands cruel words.
It was not till they were ready to
sit down to their dinner at $50 o'clock
that the two members of the Dawkin
family became even partially recon
ciled. Tom, looking silent and seri-
Gus, had just begun to cut the steak
when they were both startled by the
shri1 sound of woman's Shrek
Twice it was repeated and then. before
they could rise from the table. there
came a wild pounding on the front
door.
Tom rushed to open the door There
in the hall stood the fat and courage
Gus Mrs Elliot, crying and wringing
her hands.
whats the matter, Mrs. Elliott?''
he asked
Il can't get in there she cried
wildly II can't get in
Get in where?'' asked -Iorn. trying
to keep cool What's the matter2"
Il can't get in there shrieked Mrs
Elliott, -meanin g1essly-
Then she toppled over in a dead
faint Tom and Mary carried her into
the fat and laid her on the bed Then
Tom rushed upstairs while Mary hur-
ried to the kitchen to get some restora-
tiyes- Tom came downstairs again on
the fly and only cried to his wife, as
he few past the open door, The flats
on fire. I'm going to turn in an
ALARM
Mary noticed when she went to the
kitchen that water was trickling down
through the ceiling and that the ce-
ment itself was beginning to flake Off
Then she hurried back TO the still I'M
conscious Mrs. Elliot. By pouring
cold water on her head, unloosIng her
collar, and holding a bottle OF harts-
horn to her nose, Eary was able to
revive Mrs Elliot, who sat up and
stared around wildly
peated- feebIy.
Mrs Elliott said Mary, where is
little John?" John was the Elliot
baby.
4 can't get in there answered Mrs.
Elliot.
Mary left her and hurried up the
stairs. From the door u cloud OF thick
white steam poured out into the hall.
She wrapped her apron over her
mouth and dashed into the fat The
air was thick and sitting, but Mary
noticed as she ran that it did not
smell like smoke
She found the baby gasping on the
floor in the front room and carried him
down to her own fat The she re-
turned to the floor above to make
more careful Investigation She saw
that the steam seemed to come from
the Elliot kitchen, but when she tried
to make her way out through the long
hall she soon found that the atmos-
phere was too thick Then she thought
Of the back porch and hurried down
again to her own fat and out through
the kitchen door to the porch Up
the steps she and in minute
stood just outside the window opening
into Mrs. El1iot's kitchen. The air in
side was thick with white steam and
she could hear from within the sound
of running water. Then in a flash she
knew what had happened.
faucet, the sink had been stopped up,
and was now overlooking, and the hot
water flowing in torrents, had filled
the fat with steam
Mary broke one of the window panes
and the steam beIcIed out in clouds.
Then, with her arm and hand wrapped
in a rug picked up from the porch.
she reached into the room and turned
off the hot water In a few minutes
the steam disappeared and she hurried
down to prevent the flooding of her
own apartment
Presently the sound of the fire gongs
rose from the street and Tom in the
lead of three or four fremen came
rushing up the stairs.
Mary met them and explained what
had happened Then the fire captain
| made her revenge complete
Say he said, turning to Tom, elf
1 you had as much sense as your wife
| you wouldn't get US out for a little
thing like this You get excited too
! easy
/ After they had gone Mary could not
resist the temptation to rub it in" a
! little on Mrs. Elliot
eI got little John out of the steam
| Just in time, Mrs Elliott she said.
etand then I went out on the back
! porch, broke a window pane, and
/ turned off the hot water faucet Every
things all right now Brace UP and
i try not to be so foolish Tt don't do a
/ bit of good to go all to pieces that
! way, you know
! Mary said Tom, as he started to
| go downtown to work, ttyoG are the
| braveSt woman in the world If that
| fool of Mrs. Elliot ever NEEDLES with
| you again III send her about her bust
| ness.''-Chicago Record-Hera1d.
Ping Pong.
This game which has become SC
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