The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1904-11-10

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! was in the office with grandpa, when
over the wires came this message:
What does Olive Hudson look like?
! Everybody in Dryden is talking about
her great exploit"
I flashed back:
| "What do YOU suppose such woman
| would look like? She IS nearly six
feet. broad-shouldered and louG-voiced,
a perfect Elephant"
"Was it really yourself. Elephant::'
"Dear Lion, it really was.'
do YOU know. I want to see You.
am going to New York to-day, but III
be back next spring."
If he came to Raysville. he did not
! see me. 1 ran away in fit Of shy
ness
In March wonderful thing hap
pcnod. My mothers brother. who had
been seventeen years. nearly all my
lifetime in Cuba. came 10 New York.
found me out and took me INTO life
Of ease and laXury. making ne his
net in his splendid house. He was 4
bachelor. over fifty years Of age, and
with large wealth.
lie introduced me to old friends of
his OWE. and my circle Of acCHaint-
anceS widened every day. was en-
tirely happy.
One day Jncic George brou@ht home
to dine 4 stranger. whom he intro
duced as:
"The son of IN old friend, Olive, Mr..
Roberts.
I made myself agreeable. as in duty
bound. to Mr. Rollers. 4 man Of thirty
or thereaholts. with a face that was
downright ugly. but pleasant. from the
EXPRESSION of frank SoOii humor and
INTELLIGENCE upou il. We talked Of ev-
erythin@. ard I was SURPRISE at the
congeniaiity Of taste that we soon dis
covered. In al animated discussion
of heroineS, Mr.. Roberts, turning to
Uncle George, said:
You were kindly inquiring this
morning about my fortune since father
died. but did not tell you one little
episode. Before I was fortunate
enough to obtain my present lucrative
situation. I was for time telegraph
operator in a small place called Dry
den, and there I heard Of real hero
inc of whom the world will probably
never hear"
knew what was coming, but kept
my face perfectly composed to listen.
When the story was finished, giving
Uncle George a sly pinch to keep him
quiet. / said:
what kind Of looking person was
the wonderful heroine"
Il never saw her: for although Bays
Vile was the next village to Dryden,
never went there. But she was de-
scribed to me as tall, strong and mas
culine."
"In short, my dear Lion," I said
gravely, "she was perfect ELEPHANT
Such a stare as greeted me 1 am
certain never came upon Leo Roberts
face before or since that hour. His
eyes Gilated until thought they would
pop out of his dear, ugly face, and his
mouth opened in utter amazement.
Finally he gasped:
Pardon me, Twas it really you"
"Uncle George" I said, will you
please introduce me properly to Mr..
Roberts? I believe he thinks your
niece must share your name
With a flourish Uncle George arose,
and gravely introduced:
"Mr. Leo Roberts. Miss Olive Hud-
son-aIiss Hudson, Mr.. Roberts"
After that we could not certainly be
strangers. Mr.. Roberts came many
time and off, to dine with Uncle
George.
And one day there was wedding,
where the bride was very small, buried
in lace and orange blossoms, and the
bridegroom was ugly and good natured;
but it was a true love match, a fit end
ing for the Irritation commenced at
DRYDEN and Baysville, over the wires.
-Waverley Magazine.