The Montgomery advertiser., 1903-02-22

Mrs. Blasengame laughed, as she rose from the table. She stood tiptoe to pin a flower in her husbands buttonhole.
 You've missed a good deal. MT. San- ders,' said the Colonel, stooping to kiss his wife. You don't know what com fort it Is to have 6 little bit of a nan to boss you, and cuss you out with her eyes when you git on the wrong track "
 "Yes," said Mir. Sanders, T alters feel like widower when see a man reely in love wi his wife. It's a sight that ain't as common as it used to me. Wen go now, if you're ready, an see the Ma jor. ain't got much time to tarry." "Oh, you want me to go, too?" said the Colonel eagerly. Well, I'm your man: you can just count on me, no matter what scheme you've got on hand" Mfr. Sanders was very much at home In the Majors house, consequently the greeting he received was as cordial as
 he could have desired. "Maojr," he said
 when he found opportunity to state the
 nature of his business. do you know
 young Gabe Tolliver?"
 Mighty well-mighty we'll" responded
 Major Perdue. and q fine boy he is. He'll make his mark some day" Not onless we do somethin' to help him | out. They ain't no way in the world he
 can prove that he didn't kill that feIler
 Hotchkiss. Ike Warner done the klllin'
 but he's gone, an I think his wife is | fixin' to go to Atlanta. They've got the
 dead wood on Gabriel. An to make il | wus, Hotchkiss called his name more'n Il
 once before he died. It looks black for ! Gabriel.
 | Major Perdue leaned forward a little
 frown on his face. "Ill tell you what MT. Sanders, have come to the point
 where l can't hold in much longer, and | maybe you'll keep me from making a fool of myself I'll say beforehand,
 don't care what you plan is; don't care
 to know it-just count on me-"
 And where do I come in?' Colonel Blasengame inquired.
 Right by my side," responded Major Perdue.
 Without any further preiiminaries Mir.
 Sanders set forth the details of the pro- gram that had arranged itself in his mind, and when he was through, Major Perdue leaned back in his chair and gazed 1 with admiration at the bland and child
 like countenance of this Georgia cracker. The innocence of childhood shone in Mir. Sanders's blue eyes.
 T swear, Mir. Sanders, I'm sorry didn't have the pleasure of serving with you in Virginia. You can count on us if WI oiO 0HNO' uOH knOW now Bolivar feels about 1t, but I feel that you have done me great favor In thinking of me in connection with this business. Tomlin expresses my views exactly" said Colonel Blasengame; "yet I feel that one of us will be enough. It may be that your scheme will fail, and that those who are engaged in 1t will have to take the consequence. Now, I'd rather take lem alone than to have Tomlin mixed up with it,
 "Fiddlestieks, Bolivar! You couldn't
 keep me out of 1t unless you had a bench
 warrant served on me five minutes before the train left Now, don't forget to tell
 Tidwell that I'll be glad to renew that dispute. l bear no malice, but when 1t comes to row, I don't need malice to keep my mind and my gun in working order. I'm going down to Malvern to- morrow, and before come away, I'll have
 everything fixed. There are some details, you know, that never occurred to me; the police, for instance. We'll, the chief of 1 police is a very good friend of mine, and
 the Major was Bolivar's adjutant" Well, l thank the Lord for all His
 mercies!' cried MT. Sanders; and he meant what he said.