The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1905-01-28
subject. gazed stoniIy at Miss George
while the skipper glowered at him.


subject, gazed stonily at Miss George
while the skipper glowered at him.
Spurred by these baleful glances tne
deacon began a rambling discourse
about church matters, crops, catlie anu
oysters, in a melange, while MISS Annie
looked in evident wonder at ner sweet
heart, standing silent and perturbeo.
Finally Miss Annie suggested the dea-
cons examination of favorite rose'
and they walked down the porch IN
stantly the skipper snatched up tne
fateful box and rushed into the dining
room. The room was dark. lat ne couio
discern the other box on the floor, anu
was lust about to seize it when he hearu
the two returning to the front door.
He rushed out on the porch. appearing
not unlike burglar interrupted at ms
calling. and scowled horribly at the mis-
cradle deacon.
Miss Annie, turning her back on ner
recreant lover, invited the deacon 10 nave
a glassfuI of milk.
At that moment the deacon's palate
did not crave milk, but the merry snait
from the shippers eye made him assent
at once.
Miss Annie walked through the dining
room to the pantry, followed by the dea-
con, and he, stealthily, by the skipper
No sooner had the young lady disap-
peared in the pantry than the skipper
snatched up the box and flew through the
hall to the gig, barely escaping Miss
Annie, who was returning with the milk.
The deacon swallowed pint OF milk,
FASTENED after him, and with hurried
| farewell the two conspirators drove
away, leaving very indignant lady be-
hind
Now" said the deacon, when they had
| reached his house, "I'1l give my boss
dose of medicine"
"You old hypocrite," snarled the SKIP
er. II really believe you try to bam'
boozle yourself"
Seth" walled the deacon, you've
brought back the same box. Hyar's that
thar pesky garment"
| by Gum" groaned the skipper, 1T
was SO dark and was in such hurry
/ picked up the same box brought.
EFF be smells it I'm ruined" moaned
the. deacon.
"Oh. he'll smell it and he'll smell hyp-
ocrite. too" assented the skipper; but
1t kills my chances"
BEST Maryland rye" lamented the
deacon, "emptied on the cold, unfeeling
clay"
BEST girl on the eastern shore lost by
your blessed love o. whisky" growled
| the skipper
Morosely the deacon drove the captain
back to his schooner and sleepless was
the mariners night. Unavailingly he
threshed over every chance for explain
alton, with only chaff as result, and
went on deck in the morning sulky as a
hungry bear. At noon letter was
brought him.
Capt. Hopkins: Rev. George asks me
to thank you for your present of pair
of pajamas, and will much appreciate
them this winter. 1t seems odd that the
giver of a present should find it neces-
sary to act like wild animal.
ANNIE GEORGE"
did any one ever see such knott
gasped the mystified skipper.
"Lettan, sah," said Pete, bringing an
other epistle into the cabin.
The captain read: Dear Captain: BY
an oversight the bottle of medicine wa:
left out of Deacon Jobe's package and q
pair of pajamss packed instead. We
| have forwarded the hottie securely
packed by express, and apologize for oul
mistake Bundle & Bales"
Pete" vociferated the skipper, Dor
row Mr.. Giles gig. I'm going to drive
over to Parson Georges this afternoon.