St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1904-04-02

RemlCh looked ike peach oACuoAu
out of cultivation, but naturally see
things clearer now. Ned was really
good looking fellow and a good hearted
one. too. as I've found out many times
since then.
Between Ned and me the rivalry Tor
Branche Strings heart waged fast AND
furious. We hardly spoke to each other
although we had been passing acquaint-
ances before. Blanche never invited US
both to the house the same evening ano
so direct clash was avoided.
every time called the Widow Stirl-
ing sat there as calm and collected as
you please with pleasant nod for me
always and an occasional word or two IN
the conversation. She never left US alone
in the room and gave me no chance 10
speak to Blanche on the subject OF which
my head and heart we're full. paid
| both the ladies all sorts of pretty compll-
ments l could think of, but that was
about the limit Several times when
Blanche and were out together at social
affairs without the chaperonage OF ner
mother l had started to ask her for her
hand, but she had always stopped me
! one way or another before could make
| a direct avowal of my love. Usually she
pretended petulancy and, If that ap'
peared about to fail, tears. Against the
latter l was powerless. She explained
the tears by nervousness and hysteria
to which she was liable.
Med Remich and used to glare at
each other as you've seen bulldogs DO
across the street when some ones hold
ing them from each other. 1t was
Blanche Stirling that held us back while
at the same time she unknowingly melted
US to commit a serious breach of the
| peach.
when my passion had about reached
it's height found another chance to dis
tinguish myself in the eyes of the Stirling
household. Passing the house late at
night, ] was astounded to see man
| trying to fit key at the front door. I
| hadn't heard from Blanche for two days,
| but knew she was at home. The man
acted as bold as might be and whispered
to myself: There's a pretty case OF
sneak thieving that don t go on my beat!
with that up and grabbed him. He
| started to yell, but put my hand over
his mouth I wasn't going to let him
| arouse the Strings at that hour OF the
| night. The man fought and struggled.
but when he tried to enter into explana-
tons was feeling that savage hit him
| with my club until at least he had TO
| come along quietly. At the station
| booked him as drunk and what with the
| clubbing I'd given him he acted it, too.
| Il didn't want to be hard on the poor
devil after the way I'd beaten him and l
| Judged that he'd think himself lucky to
/, be let off with a charge Of drunkenness
| after what he'd been attempting to do.
| THE next morning when went down
to the station there was a good sized
drama waiting for me. The central fig
ures were the Widow Stirling and her
pretty daughter Blanche. AS entered
their backs were toward me and my
prisoner was just being led out Of the
cell.
| Blanches arms were around his neck
| in an instant and she was saying some
thing didn't understand. I was thun"
| derstruck. At last they broke away and
she. looking toward me, gave sudden
start.
"Your father, Miss?" I asked.
mo, my husband" was the reply.
| "You could have knocked me down
with chunk of fog was that weak. The
floor seemed to open under me and ]
rubbed my eyes to see II couldn't wake
up. It was no go. coughed violently
and went into side room to get drink
/ of water to clear my throat.
| when came back the Stirlings were
| gone and l was called on for explana-
lions, which gave. The captain of the
night watch laughed heartily and long
until tears came to his eyes. Hooked on
but saw nothing to laugh about.
"How I got out of 1t don't know, but
/ was the recipient of many rude jest
for a week or so until threatened to
| kill on sight anyone that said Blanche
| Stirling in my presence.
It seems that her husband had arrived
! the day before and was coming in late
| that night when mistooK him for a
burglar. Ned Remich was almost as bad
| of as was, but the matter soon grew
quieter as the Strings left town befors
many days on account Of the notoriety
they'd gained and were not heard OF
| again by me at least"
Pulling out his watch, the sergeant
exclaimed that we had but five min
utes in which to reach the theater and
we rose hastily, paid our bills and went
to watch Rosalind in her DR.. Mary Wal
ker suit work out the tangle OF clever
! skein.
CAUSE OF WRECKS.