The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1906-06-14
A FIREMAN'S
COURTSHIP
BY E S. cHAMBERLAYNE



man to know.
Young man." said he to me one
day, "iv all tn curyus things in the
world, there's nothin' SO dun curyus
ez womun. | thought so thin an |
think so now, an | know heap more
about EN- now than liver did thin.
1T come about like this. Nolan an
ole wuz both down to tn ovid Kelsey
sthreet chimical--thouSh 'twuz not
ovid in thin days. Captin Costello
had 1t thin an dishagreeable man
he wuz to be under. An { begin wild,
Nolan an me didn't hitch. Their wul
really nothin' butween us at furst, hut
only iist fwhat we might call standin
difference Nv opinyun. But where
men're shut up togither day an night
in little brick coop wild work. enough
for half Their time. little difforncs
iv opinyun grows. Their isn't no ithcr
way to do.
But Nolan an me didn't need no
ngine house quarrel. We found wan
outside, an Maggy Hogan started It,
! didn't know which saw 'er furst, tho
Nolan claimed wuz thryin' to cut In!
out whin furst | begun to so Their
,Howiver that may be, so Their did,
an it wud T. took more than Nolan to
keep me away.
"'You an Misther Nolan don't seem
to love each ither,' says she wan
evenin' whin. 1t bein' my day off,
wuz there ez usyul.
dc, tn
l. tn universe that love- says /, an
we know well enough who that is
An looked at tn person wild me two
eyes, Study.
g Misther Nolan is viry nice man,
says she, not lookin' up from tn boar !
where she wuz ironin'. He wuZ here
only last night We wuz talkin' about
you. An says 1t wuz pity you an
i'm didn't like each ither bether, both
iv We bein' frinds i mine, so t say
$50 that's IT, says |, startin' up.
An Nolan is tn man, is he? Viry
well, Misther Nolan, you an me will
sittle this affair butweun u.s. An
started fer tn door.
"'Oh, fwhat re we goin to do? says
she an 1 see by tn look in 'er face she
wuz flurried.
"Do?' says |, I'm goin' to do fol
Nolan
AN at that she caught me by tn
arm. Don't she says, wild scared
kind Nv pleadin' in 'er voice. oh
Michael, don't do it. Don't. Wan
wan T. yen be KILT, she says.
H. %, hiy,ag cav
pushin' 'er away, wild me eyes gittin
hard.
Fer him? Fwhat a foolish bo.
1t is she says, 4 wuz thinkin' l. you
An wild that she hid 'er face in M
coat, an | cud only kiss tn top Nv e
head. We may guess ! wasted no TIM
T. lookin' fer Misther Nolan that night
But the next Afternoon, whin til
boys wuz sittin' round in tn dumps
ez they mostly wuz under Costello,
says to Nolan 'Wud we like to pu
on the gloves wild me, Misther Nolan.
WED a set iv boxin' gloves in til
bunk room, an tn boys used to worrl
out wild 'em occashun'lly, tho Nolal
an me had niver come togither.
| 1
says Nolan.
"'Are We 'fraid?' says |, mistakir
his meanin'. If ye be, l may say tina
it'll assist tn decision iv frind /
ours. 1t seems to me, sich bein' II
case, that we might
"'Ye needn't sthop fer tn gloves
says Nolan, pullin' off his coat.
Co I n m
thake. 'Yc're a bether man than
mistook ye fer An l pulled Goa
mesilf.
well, iv course, we had to use Il
gloves to cover 1t wild; Costello WI
T. had us on tn books fer fightin'
quarters, else, an tn boys wuz nj
really onto tn game fer tn furst fe
rounds.
well, that wuz tn furst an la.
time we liver fought. The reason fl
which was this: Nolan, bein' SOM
thin proud iv his looks, waited ii
l. pay day to sittle fer III two stol
e teeth he put into his mouth. But
G havin' no compuncshuns ez to me al
pearance, wuz over to see Maggy 4
l furst chanst | got. Whin she see {
c ripe lookin' plum that me eye wuz, 81
I says: 'Fwhativer hev We been doir
/. Michael, to git such a lookin' eye?'
n IL run agin slight obsthrucshur
d says l.
d ut wuz niver done at fire. 81
c says.
, 81 niver said it wuZ.
T. Thin we've been fightin,' she erie
e am wild Peter Nolan, too. Ye mu
Il not do it, she says. 'Ye must not {
i it, Michael. | shan't allow it, Do
" understand me?
"'Ye towled us to sittle it, says
AN sittled it will be-
ID "T'll niver hev 1t sittled like tina
!: she says. Wan iv yen be KILT, a
r I'll not hev IT, Promise me- she say
promise me, Michael. yen not fig
agln.'
We'll, she begun to cry ez she sa
1t, SO Their wuz nothin' to do but ma