Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1903-03-03

have described in a previous sketch
with stealthy shuttle, glowering con-
| tenance, and furtive look, and seated
himself according to rule.
scribbled away silently and indus
| triously, for half an hour or more
| he sat and stared at the ire, accolu-
| ing me an occasional side glance ana
contemptuou;s shrug. l felt ms pres
ence-otherwise l was oblivious OF eV-
| erything but the work before me. ne
| disturbed me no more than dozihs
| cog would have done-not so nluct'
perhaps, for the best hammered cur
/ will sometimes make himself obnoA-
ious, by dreaming of the pleasures vi
/ the chase and whining and scratching
| in his sleep.
At last / exhausted the love OF my
mine of thought, and threw down pau
| and pencil. Still he did not speak,
no more did l. He gave his undlVlueu
| attention to the greenish-red plaAe VI
| the gas fire; fell back in my chair ana
| fell to studying the silhoutte Oh MS
| shaggy head upon the wall-wlshlhs
were an artistic Oad wondering WHAT
was the nature of the cargo the plrat-
| ical old craft had drifted in to unload.
The room was so still could hear the
ticking of my watch in my pocket.
1,he ,1nwonted silence aroused him.
| "Out O. fix tonight" he growied.
\ fidgeting, but not looking up.
NO, 7 vawned behind my hand
",rhought maybe you was; you're so
pesky grumpy" and he shot me d
glance half surely, half numerous
| Its damp out tonight, JlHi'
marked by way of reply.
| .Dampern Oh Niobe's han kerch Ell.
| Silence again. nodded; and proush.
! up with a jerk at the ragged ease ..
dreamland. ! caught the muihpieu
words:
| Back here on visit.
"Who?. / asked, with a fine show OF
| interest.
Hadn't been asleep, you'd ave
| heard" he muttered testify.
Il wasn't asleep" lied.
TON Evans an his Wife
"Ah?"
| "ITh huh" he went on. Seen EN-
down at the depot today. Purity hne
lookin' woman he's got. Purity is as
nurty does, though. Don't know noth-
IN, ,ho,,t 'er. They was dressed UP
sniptious; and had a whole drayioao
o. baggage.
| who is hep
| "Him?"
| yes"
TON Evans?'
| nodded, smiling. -.
"Huh..-wirh plying contempt iof
my ignorance-"Ol Doc Evans son
phe black sheep O. the family, pu', nhe
GOOD many other black sheep ne
shears the best am biggest fleece o.
any q, the flock now. Was fadsea
down at Babylon, ten miles below mere.
I1rnuldnst do nothin but fish an hulll
an. chaw tobacker, till he was purity
Nj OH Of age. then all at once ne TOOK
i notion to go to school. an soon BIOS
e.5 r,,t as a school teacher Finally
~, IN with a big lumber concern UP
| % - 1,lava,and an now he's rioher N
Jersey cream.
| He stopped.
| Indeed. I CALCULATED to set INN 81
ing again. ,.,,rad his
wife?" he inquired.
"captured his Wife, ] echoed.
wen, got 'er, then!" he snapped
| "I never did
/ want to hear bout 1t
| "Of course"
81 can alluz talk better Wneh
smoke,"--his eyes twinkling siyiy uii-
der his bushy brows. ~
| I gave him the coveted cigar. ne
deliberately lighted it. lovingly rolieo
and fondled it between thumb ana IN
gers, and continued: So,
"After Tom got his position with the
tcleveland lumber concern-some eishl 7
tan wears ago, now-he Travelled an ose,
the country fer 'em, buyin' up tracks
t,r,har nm, settin' mills to work. an an
that sort O. thing. Them fellers up
tnara in Cleveland got to thinKln ne
WIS purty slick chap-fer ne was
mal,,n' scads O. money fer EN- anu
Tom got to thinkin right smart o ms
sa,f 7 thank YOU Still he could aliuz
find hat big enough fer his head; an
his oversight wasn't ever so PAD pul
what he could see an OF FRIEND.
"Some-let me see-yss, some fourf
sve wears ago Tom was way down IN
Tennessee. in little town IN the
woods: an he got a letter from the
president o. the company he worked Ter
ta,lin, him to drop everything an come
on the first train to Columbus, ONO.
The letter went on to say-Iom showed
II Ia me when he told me the story
that the president would meet him at
tho Neiu House in Columbus on I'M
nortant business on such an such
date.
"well. of course there wasn't nothin'
fer. Tom to do but cut loose and go; an
he went But he went a-puzzlln MS
brain an a-scratchin' his head, l tell
Won. fer. in all the years he worked
fer the company, he'd never met the
president-an' he couldn't imagine what
was up. Then, there was another thlng
that made him feel little shaky-but
thatll come out as go along.
"When he got to Columbus Their was
81 big state convention go:n ON Brass
bands an PROFESSIONS was paradln the
streets: an Tom couldn't hear hisself
think fer the whoopin' an shoutln'. AT
last he got up to the Neill House, an
registered am asked fer = room
".Sorry.' saws the clerk, but were
fun I'M. am runin' over-can't give you
TO room.
"srhe. dewitt says Tom
.erhen a hand big as ham o. meat
was clapped on his shoulder an some
body hawhawed in his ear
$50 you're here, are YOU? Well. you
can roost with mel
TON squirmed round, and faced a
big man with a red face an white
goatee.
".Who're your he asks, DRAWN his
Golf mr., sti ffsr.'n a gun bar L.