Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1903-01-31
SHORT STORY FOR
F''ENING HOURS
A TRAGEDY IN A NUTSHELL
by Mrs. Philip DE Crcspigny.

Jack. come here," Belle cried. in
rather excited undertone, with a glance
at bed in the corner Of the room In .
which lay a sleeping woman. 81 want .
tG talk TO you at once"
The child was sitting by the table, /
and her tumbled golden Curls made .
gieam OF light in the murky atmosphere
VI the dingy little room.
What's the matter?"
Il can't talk to you there. It's
secret: come closer"
Her brother moved towards her, and
Belle lifted her little eager face to his,
i've got a plan, Jack. such a good
one. Look here. Mummys sick AMI
can't write herself. She's tried twice,
and il makes her worse. Why should
ut we write a story for her? Then wa
could take 1t to the Editor, and he'd
pay us instead Of Mummy. and W,
could take the shillings back TO her"
Il expect he'd know the difference In
minute" Jack replied. doubtfully.
THAT wouldn't matter; you've only
got to tell him Mummy's Ill, and we've
done 1t instead"
We'll, we might try" said the boy
slowly, sucking the top OF the pencil.
which he still held in his hand.
| Lets begin at once!" Pelle cried.
executing a dance round the table In
honor Of such good idea, very softly
for fear OF disturbing her mother. She
drew two chairs up to the table close
together. you must write 1t, because
you write so beautifully"
Il suppose | write better than you, -
was the modest reply But you must
nelp with the story" He spread sheet
of paper cut on the table, while Belle
Iknelt on the table beside him, and
stretched her little body towards him
until her curly head almost obstructed
his view of the paper.
What shall II be about?" she asked
anxiously; Il know lots of stories
Shall IL be about that funny little dog
who went to find the moon"
Nonsense! 1t mustn't be that kind
of a story at ALL Mother writes grown
!. lup stories-so somebody's got to marry
somebody else. or course it's frightfu
|. ily idiotic," he went on apologetically
but | suppose it suits the editors.
: don't fancy they're up to much"
who arent2"
= Editors. You know that lady witt
n comes TO get mother to look over he
o stories? Well, she said editors wer
v fools. And she ought to know. becaus
- In q IN gaiI lagt fipna Cha NJ
!. sure she had taken that story to ever
d editor IN London; so she must knoy
d them all"
= 81 know" Jack cried presently. witt
d an apprehensiye glance at the bed
v afraid of having disturbed his mothe
In his excitement. We'll have rail
8 way accident, and a man shall save
young lady and then want TO MARI
l. her Isn't that a good idea, Belle
e Now, let's make II all up. How oil
= shall he be? Thirty"
Much too dreadfully old" Belle re
> piled with decision; he couldn't saw
anybody II he was as old as that.
: don't suppose he'd hardly be able I
save himself"
u well, never mind how old he wat
y The young lady must be very younl
= ndeed-a mere child-that's what the
always say, in books; with lovely fail
: golden hair"
T. And jet black eyes," Belle put "
with enthusiasm. Il do love blac
eyes" Jack looked doubtful, but sal
nothing.
'r "She must be tall" he went on.
u And dressed in pure white" Bell
interrupted, the woman in her rouse
at the chance of dilating on costume
with old lace ruifles at the neck, an
q blue-a sky-blue sash, dainty whit
.. satin shoes"
Belle" her brother broke in severe
ly, is 1t likely that any young lad
would go travelling in the train dresse
like that" Belle looked crushed. M
lshe must be dressed in--in-oh, nevt
" mind her clothes, nobody cares aboi
u them. What we've got to do is to a,
count for the accident"
H. Couldn't the train have got lol
IT, somehow"
1T Lost! As If trains ever got los
, why, they're stuck on the lines"
I'm sure I've heard of people losin
the train" Belle murmured, unco'
e. WINGED
w. mo, this is what must have hal
" pened II was a new engine-drlve
Sc who didn't really know the way. +
H. wanted to go from London to Yor
70 Wen say; but after an hour or two !
found he had somehow got on Il
wrong line, and was going to-to-er,
Bristol. We must choose places thi
&C. every one is sure to have heard of;
IT. makes II more interesting"
Belle nodded her curls sagely,
Then when he found it out,
course, he wanted to go back; but yc
know you can't turn a train on Il
rails"
C. Cant you"
h "Of course not. Just think mil