Bisbee daily review., 1906-07-08

When Vi came in with the letter in the large canvas telescope, Liv said to herself:
 "Oh, the sweet thing, Why, he's got the duke skinned both ways from the jack, for looks and manners and every thing else. And the nerve! Gee, you couldn't shake it with ton of dyna- mite. No duke for mine, if I can put handcuffs on this. Huh-uh!"
 Vi managed the love affair carefully so that the foxy Liy should get sucker and stucker on her instead of on the duke in the meantime doing all she could to make herself necessary as mornings morning to the boss him self Liv was as patient as possible With her butler and few other ciphers who were foolish about her because manual or other toil was distasteful to them. and kept thinking about this cute boy of the dukes.
 Liv had hired a girl named Maria, who was case. She had three gen tleman friends besides the policeman and the iceman, and she kept all of them doing chafades. Malyolio, Liys butler. had such case of swelled head that the others of the help were all sore at him, so Maria, who could write her mistress hand to the "t," put up a job. She wrote letters in Liy's mitt and left them scattered about the place where Nal would pipe them. These letters told him to do ali sorts of foolish things, and he was sucker enough to bite and do them Maria had put the gang wise. and they very nearly died laughing the next few days at Mai's capers. To top iI off they had an insanity commission sit on him and the report was that his head was in a worse fix than a pack ing house la jungle. So he was taken away to the dippy domicile where a comedian rigged up as a priest went and kidded him. They were the real village cuL-ups.
 Meanwhile, things were getting bad ly muddled with the leading man and woman and their understudies. The duke was getting worse and worse wrapped up in Vi and thought it was l,lv he wanted. though Vi knew better ard didn't worry. Also, Liv was get ting to the sleepIess point about Vi, and Vi was chewing holes in the pill low slips every night thinking apout Orsy. Wasn't that kettle of peaches?
 One of Liv's tagger was so sore at Vi that he challenged her to a duel. Vi couldn't play boy on that worth a whoop, and was scared to a paIe mauve color trimmed with robins egg blue.
 But just then things began to straighten out. They had to. It was getting near 10:45, and the cabs were beginning to stop in front of the thea ter.
 Wis brother, Sebastian, came along. and they Were such ringers for each ether thas Liv got stuck on him. and never knew the difference until after they were married on the quiet, and then she didn't care, Sebastian was just as smit with Liv as Liv was with | him, so it was mighty fine. O~sy | kept up his spel at Liv, though it had | merely become habit, and he didn't ! mean it as much as he used to, and | Vi kept genrling bit on him all the | time without his knowing it. Brother | Sebastian took part in that duel that | Vi was so scared of, because the other | man took him for Vi and tackled him l on the street corner. What Bas did | to the other fellow kept three surgeons busy with their sewing machines for | a week. So Vi had earned a reputa- tjon as scrapper.'
 Then came the finish. Liv met Vi in Ossy's presence and called her | hubby" Vi renigged indignantly, and tried to square herself with Orsy, who was mighty sore to think his valet had cut him cut. Liv got on her high | horse because she thought her man l