The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1904-01-26

both sides Of the bar and giggled and
firted with increasing merriment.
Tired, Mrs Samson" called the land
lord. toiling dexterously at his beer en-
CINE.
a little" she sighed. .And all this re-
minds me so OF my ether man, poor fell
low"
Never mind him." clustered Samson.
You're going to forget I'm now
Not now. nor never she declared,
stubhornly i've told you so ali along,
JOSH
He broke into a roar of jolly laughter
You only say it to aggravate me. but
don't care. he shouted breezily .'Hi
Ezra, Where's your rnissus? Bring her
cut, an the gel, too-I'm' goin to stand
treat Come on Come IN, you two"-he
beckoned the drivers from the traps.
Order what you like; everybody's in this.
Anybody else IN the house, Ezra? 1
won't have nobody leIt out l don't get
married day.
There's nobody else-except a wag-
oner. having a snack in the bar parlor''
Hes got to have a drink" The we'd
ding guests laughed at him. and cheered.
Fetch ont the wagner. jim"
Mr.. Somson slapped his spruce best man
heartily o nthe back. and he dived into
the bar parlor and reappeared conducting
the grinnig and obliging wagner.
Plenty of U.S. replied the landlord,
distributing the glasses.
What about the painter we saw on the
ladder outsider"
Hes busy
LET 'em all come. Fetch the painter
in, jim
Now leave him be- Ny last painter got
drunk an never finished the job. an'-''
Fetch that painter in, Jim Mr.. Sam
son noisily insisted. II won't have any
man left out in the cold. Here, I'll fetch
him in myself"
He dashed out. and brought the painter
back ntriumph.
Here he is he laughed uproariously
Draw him glass o. the very best. Ezra
Put a head nit for him. Here. painter,
pour this down your neck, an drink good
luck TO me an the missus,'
George Linnett waved his glass with an
elaborate bow towar dthe bride.
MY best respecks, num-" he began.
IAN may you" He stopped. and gap
ed, and gasped. why, Sal, what on airth
are you dom here?"
GEORGE she screamed.
She was off the stool in a twinkling and
flung herself upon him IN such frenzy
that she knocked the glass from his hand
and sent it crashing and splintering
among Che guests.
George, Oh. my dear lad she was
crying and laughing, Needless of the
amazement and confusion Of the others.
81 cant believe it. An you're nxt dead.'
NO" he mumbled. submitting to her
embraces without Il struggle. Il b'lieve
not"
Where have you been? When did you
Gomez"
Il come TO Chelmsford three days ago.
Y'sec, l was born--''
81 remembered you told me so. That
was why l came here. Oh, George. I've
been a bad wife to you. 1t was my nag
gin drove you away from home, but [
never dreamt you'd gone for good. When
you didn't come back, 1 searched and in
qrired ard made OUT that you'd left Aus
low you. | was nearly mad Till one day
l heard from London solicitor my old
Aunt Grady was dead an had left me all
her money I'm a rich woman. George"
Its moren l am. Sal.
1T amt It's all yours. as much as
mine / traced you to New York, an
there l couISn hear another word of
you So 1 came here. hoping to find re-
lations you might have written to. but
The only Digby l can find
He told me Linnett,'' observed the
landlord.
THAT'S right. Linnett's the name I was
born with. boss; but was Digby in Aus
tra.ia.'
Never mind his name" cried the bride.
Its him. an that's enough for me-
You don't mean. Sal" Mr.. Samson
protested. desperately. ''youn take on
agen a man like him.
That's what do mean. He's my own
husband-the only man ever csre1 for.
an better man than you'll ever bet
You said he bolted an deserted you
shameful
'Oh. you villain YOU. George. he was
so kind an attentive drvin me about
loolSin' for your relatives an Fostering me
to marry him: but | said [ never would
so long as there was the least little hope
that YOU was aiive- Then he said he'd
find out AN he brought ne 4 letter say
my you died Of q fever-oh. You wicked
rascal, / don't believe it ever came from
America at an
In a paroxysm of wrath she bounced
a Mr.. Samson; a crisp spank startled
he room. and he lodged away from her.
feeling his cheek with some iicituSe.
Then the landlord interrosed. and in
the interests Of peace Jns best man hus-
tied Mr. Samson into the bAr-rarlor.
where he collapsed ct the table and
dropped dceponden;Iy over the wagoner's
unfinished meal.
Lets get away from this George the
bride entreatod Mr.. LiEnett My own
house is close by. an :t's yours. too. Oh.
my dear. there II be on more naggin. for
wel never have TO go through the old
poor days any more
lie was II 6azed vet to know how 70
act; but wlieR she slipped her hand under
his arm he allowed her "a lead him away.
The bewiide-eu assembly watched IN m
go in silence.-A st. John Adccck, in
Black and White.
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