Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1904-03-15
to know him. I'm sure l like him."
"That is old Tom Martin"

| to know him. I'm sure like him"
'eThat is old Tom Martin"
| II know
81 was sorry and ashamed about al
| that conspicuousness and shouting. II
must have been very unpleasant FOL
you. 1t must have been so for stran
ger. Please try to forgive me for let
| ting you in for it
| But | liked it. 1t was all in the
| family and it was so jolly and good
natured, and that dear old man was SO
bright Do you know" she went on in
low voice. 81 don't believe I'm SO
much a stranger-I think love all
these people great deal-in spite Of
having known them only two days"
At that wild exhilaration possessed
him He wanted to shake hands with
every soul in the tent, to tell them all
that he loved them with his whole
heart; but, what was vastly more i'm
portant. she loved them great deal
in spite Of having known them only
two days.
He made the horses prance on the
homeward drive, and once, when she
told him that she had read good many
OF his political columns in the Herald,
he ran them into fence. After this
it occurred to him that they were near
ing their destination and had come at
a perversely sharp gait, so he held the
roans down to a snail's pace Gf 1t be
true that snairs natural gait Is not a
troD for the rest OF the way, and they
taiAed Of Tom Meredith and books and
music, and discovered that they diff
fered widely about Ibsen.
They found Nr. F'isbee in the yard,
talking to Judge Briscoe. As they
drove up and before the horses had
quite stopped Helen leaped to the
ground and ran to the old scholar with
both her hands outstretched to him.
He looked timidly at her and took the
hands she gave him; then he produced
from his pocket a yellow telegraph en-
velope, watching her anxiously as she
received it However, she seemed to
attach no particular importance to it,
and instead Of opening it leaned to-
ward him, still holding one of his
hands.
''These awful old men!' Harkless
groaned inwardly as he handed the
horses over to the Judge. II dare say
he'll kiss her too" But when the ed
itor and Mr.. Willetts had gone it was
Helen who kissed Fisbee.
They're coming out to spend the
evening, aren't they" asked Briscoe,
nodding to the young men as they set
Off down the road
"Lige has to come whether he wants
to, or not" Minnie laughed rather con-
sciously. ITS his turn tonight to look
after Mr.. HAIRLESS
II guess he won't mind coming" said
the judge.
WELL" returned his daughter, glanc-
Ing at Helen, who stood apart reading
the telegram to Fisbee, Il know IL he
follows Mr.. HAIRLESS he'll get here
pretty soon after supper-as soon as
the moon comes up. anyway"
The editor of the Herald was late to
his evening meal that night. 1t was
dusk when he reached the hotel, and
for the first time in history gentle
man sat down to meat In that house
of entertainment in evening dress.
There was no one in the dining room
had finished, and 1t was Cynthia
"eyening OUTPUT the landlord, Co
lumbus Lands. came and attended to
his wants himself and chatted with
him while he ate.
There's picture OF Henry Clay
Lands in obvious relevancy
to his companions attire-''there's a
picture Of Henry Clay somewheres
about the house in q swallow tail. Gov
ernor Ray spoke here in one. BOdener |
says; always wore one, except it was
higher built up n yourn about the col
lar and had brass buttons, l think. |
Ole man Windy was here again to- |
night the landlord continued, chang
Ing the subject. "He waited around fer
re good while, but last he had to go.
He's ben mighty wrought up sence the
trouble this morning an wanted to see
re bad. don't know il you seen 1t. but
that Teller t knocked your hat of with
a club got mighty near tore to pieces
In the crowd before he got away.
Seems some of the boys recognized
him as one Of the Crossroads Skillets
and sicked the dogs on him. and he
had pretty mean time Of 1t. Windy
says the Crossroads folks II be worse
n ever, and says he, Tell him to stick
close to town. says he. They'll do
anything to git him now says he, and
.esk ANYTHING told him you wouldn't