The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1905-08-17

what have we here! AS i've.
fried pies! Jerusalem, how my mouth
waters! / can eat an acre Of 'em any
day!' the captain cried as toward /
o'clock that day Judge Jones threw
back the damask cover Of the laden
tray that had just been set on top Of
his big desk And I'm hungry as a
wolf! This is luck.' the captain went
on, selling one of the rich brown
greasy half moons and popping the
end Of it into his mouth. It came away
with clean semicircular cut some
thing less than four inches across.
'.Dried peach pies!" the captain mum
bled ecstatically, chewing hard. "Sun
dried peaches too! Where, where did
you find 'em, Jones? Never tasted any
thing so good in all my lifer'
you must ask the women" the
Judge said, chuckling behind his hand.
He began to see the method of Anne
Maria's madness. Hospitality he press
ed the other things on the captain, but
without avail The first pie disappear
ed in exactly a minute. The second
required minute and a half. Then
the Judge lost count, though his inter-
est was still keen. He smiled affably
when the captain said in a conscience
stricken voice:
"God bless me! Jones, I've eaten ev-
cry pie! Such pile of them too! But
you'll forgive me- don't get 'em' only
y .lnc, f+oV, hi
tuck out shan't wans anything for at
least two days."
you're more than welcome" the
judge said Hospitality, lighting cigar.
The captain waved aside proffered
pipe. Wouldn't spoil the after taste Of
my pies for fortune" he said. I'm
going right now to sleep away the after
noon. Indeed, feel like sleeping till to-
morrow morning."
Man proposes-so The cap
tain slept for three hours, to awake in
agony. Not for naught had he coddled
and cosSeted stomach all these
years 1t resented angrily the burden,
he had put upon 1t. Fried pastry had
been nothing to boys digestion, but
to eat it with boys appetite in late
middle age made it quite another thing.
The peaches had been as sweet and
spiced as the pastry was greasy. To
gether they kept the poor captain Ill all
night long In the morning he was
weak and wan--SO weak the bare
thought of food reyolted him. He got
up and staggered about the room, but
found 1t idle to think of going out.
Then came the judge to whisk him
away to his house in spite Of the cap
tain's weak and wavering protests.
Leave you here! Not much. Hotels
are dressy places for sick men," the
judge said heartily, meaning quite half
he said And the captain found himself
room, with Anne Maria fitting noise
lessly in and out to fetch him Cruel or
clam broth or some other thing he need
ed but did not crave
Thus skillfully encouraged indiges-
ton kept him prisoner three full days.
When he at last got out 1t was to find
the railway pact made beyond overset-
ting. That, however, did not trouble
him so much as a nearer personal con-
| Germ. AlonZo must be told. But how ?
| There lay the rub. Alonzo was still
sulking afar off, At least the captain
/ believed so. Desperately he decided on
! heroic measures After the decision he
took Anne Maria for quiet drive
Anne Maria in her best frock and her
most demure smile. When they came
back the captain sent Alonzo dis
/ patch:
Come home. have married Jones'
/ Help me break it to the old folks"
i The answer was delayed, and the
| captain was Tuning when it came AS
! he tore it open Anne Maria read over
his shoulder: Congratulations SO have
l. We will break it to the old folks to-
gether.'