The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1904-06-18
A-h-h Della, huahp,

SNA~ kAAS VGAo11AAAs
gu are very kind to welcome me
80 cordially, Miss Cannon, am aure
we shall be very good friends. / have
been 50 alone in the world it makes me
very happy to be with you.''
Miss Della drew down her month
with sarcastic
Well, dear mep'
Then Marie Cannon. a remsrkah,v
pretty fair-haired girl, came through
TO the Yeranda followed by tall, 1.-THE
young girl with soft dark hair and
large dark eyes, her fece being more
interesting than pretty.
| Girls, this is Miss Durham, / have
taken her by main force from her
writing. She has been industriously
scr1bbling away while we were loung.
ing about trying to kill time"
Really, Miss Cannon" laughed Miss
Durham, after greetings had been ex-
changed, and Della, finding the new
conner had little claim to good looks,
had been almost gracious, really, I
do not deserve that at all. You see,"
she said, turning brightly to the other
three, Il am very much Of fraud.
MY imagination is really not at all fer
tile, and my little yarns almost with
out exception are founded on some lit
tie experience Of my own, enlarged
and garnished with detailed descrip-
lions of what might have been. A lit
tie incident that occurred in Cuba sug-
gested quite tale to me, and was
anxious to Jot it down before it es-
capped me-"
Poppy and Peggy Immediately dis
graced themselves and Miss Della's
leadership by most objectionable dis
play Of curiosity, and with one voice
plead for details. Whereupon Della,
with the usual dropping Of the corners
of her mouth, settled herself against
the veranda pillar and prepared to be
bored.
Fortunately Miss Durham was moi
familiar with Della's signal code and
went ON quite easily:
: ut was really very trifing occur
renee, but sometimes a very little thing
will suggest quite a romance. I sup
pose it was more the novel surround
: ings which set my mind to working
; was-perhaps you know-on the Ga
Zette- They sent me to Cuba for 6
couple Of weeks to write up the con
} dition Of certain things in which the
: paper is interested, and while there,
met a young man connected with tht
Havana T. At his instigation
: dashed off a worthless little Diamond
} Dick sort Of story with a Cuban set
ting and he translated, and published
It.
"One evening, shortly after, as en-
tered my hotel, l came face to fac;
with an old friend whom l had no
seen since his graduation from college
over three years ago. After that ny
short time in Cuba passed very quick
ly. The day before we sailed our fun
ny little landlord quite outdid himself
in our behalf. During my whole sta!
there underwent a process of SLOW
starvation because nearly every articl
Of food was so highly seasoned witt
garlic On this day, having heard tina
Americans were extremely fond Of 1c
cream, they had some for our particu
lar benefit, and we were struggling
bravely to eat it! Such q connection
Cornstarch and-cornstarch! And jus
as was wondering how I could SNUG
:. gle the remainder Of mine into m
- handkerchief, without being seen, i
stalked q veritable Bluebeard Of act
ban, calling loudly for Mr.. Dunn.
- started, landing some ice cream owe
!, my shoulder, and gave one look; the
my heart went into my boots. job
, Dunn Is my nom de plume; havin
~ been told repeatedly that my Styl
= of writing is masculine, it pleased m
fancy to write under that name.
10 Before l could collect myself, NJ
. Gum had risen and was saying b
represented Mr.. Dunn and II he-th
"a Mr.. Bluebeard-had any business will
~ or concerning that gentleman, to ca
,. half an hour later and 1t should be a
7 tended to.
"a But Bluebeard had no intention I
~ waiting, and explained himself witt
"a out preamble. In that trashy little ia
~ had written and which, contrary
10 my stipulations, had been publishe
NJ under my name, had told Of q certa1
ID black hearted scoundrel living back
n the mountains, working out all Bor
N of diabolical schemes under cloak I
IL honored respectability. My stock
~ Cuban names being decidedly Unite
~ fired one of the proverbial rando
k shots.
"a But now my story leaves dull res
"a itv far in the background for, 1t tel
II how the hero sprang to his feet gras
II ing his revolver and declaring he W;
" Mr.. Dunn, how Bluebeard would n
ha be pacifled and all kinds Of dire calal
m tiles followed. While in reality ever
IA thing was quickly and quietly
NJ planned, and after good laugh,
nv which every one present joined '
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