Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1904-01-19
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y THE RETURN OF
/ RiII CARVER
by DaMd II. Taimadge
.,,st 1901. bu b. II. Tdlmdd0e

,drctor Wilson OF the Electric
,,osb" a term applied in kindly de
,a,on 70 the passenger train on the
Goose river branch of certain great
,r,os+ern railway, was called upon one
orrinr TO apologize in behalf Of his
oro,neer. and his apology, from end to
= including stops and slowdowns,
90 the saving is, was not entirely de-
roid of entertaining features.
"rhe truth of the matter Is" said he,
addressing the principal kicker. trav-
cling salesman from Milwaukee, that
tbere's only one man on earth who I'M
derstands the teakettle that we use in
,loco If n real locomotive on this line,
and his names Bill Carver. Bill knows
ber from the track up. He gives her
not here and jah there, and she set.
t,os down to her PAGES like an old fam
i,r horse. But let q new man take
ber and she either gets on to her hind
,eUs and goes crazy or else she sulks
and won't go at all worth mentioning
She's sulking this morning"
~ should think SOL growled the Mil
YANKEE mar, looking at his watch.
"We're forty minutes late now, and I'll
miss nv train On the other road.
whore is Carver, anyway? What do
thew let him go away for without tax
ing his hanged old steam pot with
him."
Hes at Geneva Lake by this time"
rep,ed the conductor. "He came down
with us last night He's on his wed
ding trip. By George, You wouldn't
have known him, logged out as he was
in the regulation black, with his hands
n kid gloves and his feet in patent
feathers He could hardly drag his
gaze away from his bride long enough
to recognize the teakettle; that's fact.
He was simply soaked full of love or
whatever it is, and he was purring like
kitten I'd never have believed it of
him, for of all the mean things | eyer
heard any one say about women as
sex and about marriage as an institu-
ton he'd said the meanest. He never
had any patience with idiots who res
pose confidence in petticoats. He said
women were all false as hades and
foolish as barnyard fowls. He was
married to his ridiculous old engine, he
was. and he never wanted anything
better in this world. OF course we mar
ried fellows knew when he spouted
that sort of stuff that he'd been dis
appointed in some love affair and that
he didn't really mean all he thought
he meant, bu@ none of us was ever able
to pump him out. So we just laughed
at him and told him that sooner or
later he'd meet something in petticoats
that would jerk him over the line and
into the roundhouse as a mogul jerks
q sick switch engine. 1t made him
snort to tell him that. but it's precisely
what happened. If | ever saw man
who'd lost the last vestige of his pow
er of resistance, 1t was him last night.
He was coal in the scoop of the fire.
man. nothing else"
How did it happen?' asked the Mil
waukee man. glancing again at his
watch and settling resignedly into his
seat.
Well as near as l can make out
from what was told at Whippleville
yesterday by chap who lives next
door to Bills brides folks up at Corey
Center it was mostly Bills fault that
he didn't get spliced long ago instead
of going away in huff and turning
himself into a make believe woman
hater, The girl liked him all right, but
she was like most girls-she didn't like
to seem too easy. Bill might have I'M
derstood her if he hadn't been so lack
ing in ordinary-what do you call it,
perspcuity. He sized up a woman just
as he did an engine. He expected def
mite results. When he pulled the throt-
tie, he expected her to 20. and when
he put on the air he expected her to
stop. and when she didn't do these
things he got mad. Furthermore. he
gave the girl to understand plain enough
mat he was dead gone on her. and that
was another mistake. He's fair, square
and aboveboard, Bill Is. and he has
mighty little patience with any one
VINO tries to take advantage of him.
hes no fish to be played on string. he
says
Now there never was a healthy girl
suppose, who wouldn't play with
chap after she was sure she had him
hooked. It's the nature of 'em. And
'hls girl did things just to make Bill
Uau. She tirted with other fellows,
anu she had little spells of false agony,
"hen she made him think he'd done
something she didn't like and wouldn't
.eii MIN what it was and she twitted
MN on his looks, which aren't specially
nahusome, and altogether she carried
vi III way to drive an honest man to
desperation, although most men in Bills
pace would have brought her up with
iounu turn. And at last, one night
iour years ago, Biz reached the limit,
anu Tor about an hour he read the riot
'@e' 10 ner. He was like life or death
opeciAi on a new track-simply shut his
'es ana made her run. Then when
got through he slammed his hat
wy. Ills eyes and bolted, never looking
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