Bisbee daily review., 1902-06-22
THE INCONVENIENCE
 OF A RETURN TO LIFE
lOrigfnal.l


 "The gentleman over the way is dead. sir"
 My valet made the announcement as he sat down the tray with my break fast
 Poor fellowr' remarked. Rather I should pity those who remain be- hind"
 "They're better of than if he kem back, sir"
 "What do you meanr
 "I knew a man oncet who kem back, sir. and it was very inconvenient"
 "Tell me about it."
 He did so. and listened to his story while 1 ate my breakfast:
 Pat Dolan was laid out, with can dles at his head and feet and covered with a sheet Pat had been in the best of health till one mornin' he was found lyln' beside the road, dead. That's what everybody who saw i'm said. so his body was made ready for the wake. Now. Pat had been a thrifty man and had put by good many gold pieces, which he kept in woolen stockin' in the clock. He hadn't been married. but was goin' to be to lusty redheaded girl. Bridget O'Toole. twen- ty years heh;md i'm in age. The banns had been published when Pat was found dead Bridget would have been satisfied with Pats death If he died a few days after instead of a few days before the woddin, for she preferred Tom Flannacan; but, knowin' of the sl N,fI .hn ferred 'em even to Tom.
 AS Pat couldn't be buried till the doctor returned and certified that he was dead. and the watchers havin' drunk deal of Irish whisky and hay in been awake two nights in success sion, on the third grew mighty sleepy. Bridget was becomin' impatient, for since there was no relatives to claim Pats gold and she was to have been his wife she was thinkin' of his forum and anxious to get hold of 1t About o'clock tn the mornin' every watcher except Bridget O'Toole and Tom Elan nAgan was asleep, The two set in . corner layin' plans for housekeepin' as coon as they had secured Pats gold and dacent toime had gone by.
 "T'm thinkin', Bridget said Tom 'ye'd betther secure the forum at once There'll be a crowd of relatives afther 1t if ye give 'em toime.'
 "'What a head ye have on ye, Tom, dear replied Bridget I don't know where the gold is. but Pat tould me t'war hid somewhere in the house. The watchers bein' asleep, it's a foine time to look
 With that they got up and hunted the house high and low. at last cOmin to the old clock. Openin' the door showin the weights and the pendulum within, Bridget bent down, Tom bend In over her. and drew up the stockin filled to tine knee with the yellow metal Then, holdin' it up. they turned tt feast their eyes on t.
 But their eyes saw another sight Pats shanty was on the banks of thu river, and there never was a river tha didn't produce muskeeters. It was beggarly little musketeer that spoiled everything While Bridget and Ton was huntin' for a forum the littl beast was huntin' for somethin' to eat and at the moment they found tn gold it found blood, good live blood, il the tip of Pats nose. Whin Bridget an' Tom turned to enjoy the sight of th gold, they saw Pat sittin' up glarin' a lem.
 "'Howly mitherr was the first scum that broke the stiffness of death, and thud of the gold fallin' on the floor wa the second. The third was the feet 0 Tom and Bridget patterin' AS they lei the shanty.