The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1905-10-26
leaving by the back door!''' And Cos
tigan slapped his thigh.

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seem to be maxim much use Of his
present conversational opportunities.
I'm feelin' kinder turned down N.Y.
self" And the Texan began to look
over his six shooter
The man with the squint looked IN
and down the board
G"Gentlemen, believe the foregoing
expresses the sentiment of this com
pany, which, while it melodies many
foreign and frequent warning elements,
is at present held together by the
natchral tie Of eating"
Humping with knife and fork han
dies, stamping of feet, cries of "Hear,
hear" with at least three cowboy
yells, argued well for resumption Of
cred, but said nothing.
Seems to me you ali goin' the wrong
way bout drawin Mistu Simpson out.
He is shy an has to be played TO- like a
trout, an heah you all come at him
like cattle stampede" The big Tex
an. leaned toward Simpson. "Now,
you all watch my methods. Mistu'
Simpson, sch, what do you think Of the
prospects of ramp
There was a general recommendation
from Simpson that the entire company
go to locality below the rain belt. &
A boy, plainly "from the east and
looking as if the ink on his graduating
thesis had scarce had time to dry, was
on his feet staggering. He would not
have snapped his newly acquired cam.
araderie with these bronzed western
.ers for the presidency. .
"Gentlemen, you have all heard Simp.
son say it is lonesome having no one
to talk to during meals. We sympa.
thized with him and offered him a
choice of subjects. He greets our re-
marks by conspicuous silence, varied
by profanity. This, gentlemen, reflects
on us and is matter demanding pub.
lie satisfaction. All who feel that their
powers as conversationalists have been
impugned by the silence of Simpson
please say Aye" II
layer was howled, sung and roared
in every note of the gamut. 49,.
IF me yoong fri'nd here an me
roight' Costigan jerked a shout
der toward the boy-"will be afthe1
closin' that silf feeding automatic die.
tionary av his for a moment, I shud
be glad to call the attintion av the
coOmp'ny to somethin' in the nature av
an ixtinuatin' circumstance in the
case av Simpson"
"Hear, hear!' they shouted The
broad countenance of Costigan' beamed
with JOY at what he was about to say
"G1ntlemin, the silence av Mr.. Simpson
is jew in all probabilities to a certain
ivint recalled by many here prisint,
an more that's absent, an amicablee
settled out av coort"
Up to this time the unhappy Simpson
had shown an almost superhuman en-
durance. Now he bristled, and after
looking up and down the board for a
sympathetic face and not finding one
he declared loudly and generally,
"'Tain't sov' -'-
aye may have noticed that Frind
Simpson do be t'reatened wild lockjaw
in the societee av min, but in the pris-
ince av a female ye can't count on him.
Now, talk wild a female is an agree
able If not profitable way av passin'
the tonne, but, sure, We niver know
where it will ind las witness Simpson.
This lady I'm recallin'-'tis a matther
av two years ago-followed the ancient
and honorable profession av biscuit
shootin' not far from Caspar Siz
Simpson to the lady some such passin
civilitee as Good marnin'; plisent
weather we're havin',' whereupon the
lady fit damage to her affections an
sued him for breach av promise"
'Twant that way at all,' screamed
Simpson. "'Sall liev'
"Yu ought er said Good evenin'' to
the lady, Mistu' Simpson; hit make
diffunce," drawled the man from
Texas pleasantly.
"But twas Good marnin'' Simpson
made chyce av," resumed Costigan.
"An' the lady replied, You've broke
my heart Whereupon Simpson, havin'
matther av tree thousand dollars to
pay for his passin' civilitee, learned
thot silince was goolden.'
They all remembered the incident in
dS>oSAOAA
the temperance Of an old favorite
Without warning, shadow fell across
the sunlight flooded room and as one
after another of the men glanced up
from the table they saw standing in
the doorway a man of such malignant
aspect that his look fell across the
company like menace. The swing Of
their banter slowed suddenly; it was
as if the cold Of new turned grave
had struck across the June sunshine
checking their roughshod fun. None
Of them had the hardihood to joke with
a man that stood in the shadow of
death, and hate and murder looked
from the eyes of the man in the door,
way and looked toward Simpson. One
by one they perceived the man Of the
shadow, all but Simpson, eating steak
drowned in worcestershire.
The man in the doorway was tall
and lean, and the prison blench upon
go