New-York tribune., 1903-04-14

a. You've got another guess / said
don't You be too Ca csrse"s oSins something horrible
I can take care of myself I said
And of ne went again in that aegravating way
OF his into his own language could tell from the
pretty strong If B. had acted dierent t II might
haye y SHOWN MN the note and sent line to young
my mino TO keep it all a So the next after
and pops the nat that I'd bought new Tor the
oneymoon and me best jacket and slips out with
the time and only did it to make kim kG'in mad SiN
showed me her boy'S slstcb z ptesIah1 tI ana ma
over the little room that she called his studio.
sort of boy. ard his motfer aad To help him
sXpain s3Jr that what he he wanted me 70 do was 10
and all-for a special drawing that he wanted TO
young lady he wanted to draw and he felt sure
that il / agreed it would come out all right So
Mrs Pullar made tea and after I'd had some 7
had TO stand there oidins cup in me hand like
hour When I got back to the cafe Battista burst
into tears felt little sorry for him. it
when he asked me Where Ia piD BEEN simpy said
that Il. had been calling on some friends
" Their names. he cried, so I Kill them,'
.. oh, you run along and eat coke said getting
:. You no longer love your Battistag'
SAID, 1t won't take me many minutes TO give an
answer to that question Take my hat and coat
upstairs and bring my slippers down and then un-
lace my boots, and be quick about it
excitable about the leastest thing that
unless you ruled him with rod of iron you
life Oddly enough he had his worst outbreaks
of temper whenever young Mr.. Pular came In,
and TO 3. growing with rage like chained-up
young kitten each on Opposite sides of the counter
would have made me laugh onIv that il wasn't Z
the way to get the business Me and B. worked
hard at that time: we were up early in the morn
ing and hustled about till the last thing at
night, and will say this for him-he had his
he let nothing but his silly jealousy interfere with
came more popular and one customer introduced
another. There was bit of a cherk one evening
seeing that every was attended to at once, and
me busy upstairs in the kitchen young Mr. Pullar
something. B. must nave suddenly gone of ms
we kept TO check people who insisted on dessert
10 top off their eighteeupenny dinner and threw
as he could One went through the glass door. and
when I hurried down the whole place was in an
straight 's'' S'' '''''e' - D. 'i-'' -i'S-''
Just opposite, our cafe shop was having new
observation while this went The first day bill
posters were busy at it, but was BUSY too ana
the evening. after had closed. I at the win
now now was eiaaning 9f the KNIVES With the
walters. AS I glanced down saw young Mr.. Pullar
coming along the opposite side of the way.
was on the point of throwing up the window and
calling out to him; but l Thought, perhaps that
just out of the light that the gas lamp gave, the
lamp peeped out of square hole cut in the hoard
Ing He stopped. as 1 say, and looked closely at
one OF the posters.
IF live TO be a hundred and ten 1 shall never
forget what I then
'BattSta running across the roadway without
his hat. without his glasses Hurting himself
on poor young PulIar and throwing him aside
Taking the knife he had half cleaned in his
hand and striking at somebody with it. Then
running confusedly back to the cafe upstairs
into the room where I was. ana once inside
9 R9g fbe side the o qqgr f @ bG s m @ Da MJ d9WH d b @
into tears. muttering all sorts of penitent things
and calling to the police 10 come and take him.
I let him go for about ten minutes. Then
spoke:
'' Thought you only touched lemonade I said
quietly.
such a scene then, B. declaring that l a
ghost that he had killed and that had re
turned denOunce hirn-Tne trying to persuade him
that I wasn't a ghost, and that had been sitting
where 1 for the last half-hOur- Not until
/ had consented to go across the road with him
and find there of best knives stuck in a
new poster. signed by young Pullar of a girl in a
hat with a cup in her hand, saying underneath,
My headaches better now did b. realize what
he had done. And since that day he's no more
dared show signs of jealousy than
Signor Battsta comes into the cafe nodding
pleasantly. He takes off his convex pince-nez,
bends, and kisses his wife's hand. Madame rises
the change of guard and goes off with her work
basket
Yer sensible woman" SAYS Battista con1den-
TALLY. "She worshipa me."-CThe Sphere.