The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1906-11-12
BY ARTHUR LE BoUTILLIE


90 course I DID," answered The one
addressed. y seen him as clost as /
am TO you, Mary Mulligan. Ho come
up 60 Toozy Ann Bugle's door an was
talkin' awful strong 90 her an she
tellln him as how he were dead an
gone an she'd have nothin' more to
do with him. Then he begun stormin
away tnl Eddie Casey come out an
druv him oil. sayin he didn't want no
old corpses botherin round the Ave
nue. This mornin' he told me brother
Jimmy Kennedy he'd come back an
have the law Of EN- an get his rights"
Without saying word TO his wife
Or giving the slightest hint of his In
tentions. Mr.. Bugle had simply
walked away one fine morning and
never come back. Toozy Ann-the pop
ular rendering o. her bapusmal name
Arethusa Annita -shed tears, as be-
came her sex, and, after fruitlessly
visiting the morgue several times and
mentioning the matter at the police
station. settled down TO do as best she
could alone.
As year after year passed by and
her husband did not return, Toozy Ann
gave up all idea Of ever seeing him
again. and consulted Father Peter OF
the chapel and a legal gentleman who
collected rents on the avenue, as to
whether she might marry again. She
was told that according to law, in
seven years she might consider her
husband dead and have all the priyi-
leges OF widowhood, and also claim the
few hundred dollars life insurance that
aad been carried by him for her ben
eft
The necessary formalities having
been complied with, Toozy Ann, who
had been made executor" as she
called It, accepted the attentions OF
Mr.. Eddie Casey OF the coal yard; the
wedding day was set and the guests,
who Included all the inhabitants OF the
Avenue. hidden to the festivities.
SO when the long-lost Mr. Bugle had
Unexpectedly turned up on the night
tafore his return was looked upon
with great disfavor by the Corinthians,
who considered that they had not only
been defrauded Of a wake by the un-
usual manner of his decease. but
might also be deprived OF a wedding
by his untimely resurrection.
After the unexpected visit Of her
deceased husband, poor Toozy passed
wakeful night of tears and perplexi-
~. and was glad to welcome Father
Peter at a nearly hour in the morning
"oh, Father Potter. it's a sinful trib
ulation I'm in, walled Toozy Ann
Here ] am. the widow OF a corpse and
him not dead nor buried, but comm
back and wantin his property The
coort said he was dead an he himself
says he's livin' an comm round every
blessed minute to have his rights
! with Eddie Casey wantin' to beat him
with a club, an when ] have me new
clothes all bought an elegant new fur
niture for me sittin' room presented
to me by NE new husband an every
one an all invited" and Toozy wept
coplously into the corner Of her blue
checked apron.
My daughter" said the priest sooth-
lngly. its a painful thing to have a
deceased husband return In the mortal
flesh, and especially a great tribulation
to those about to marry with the bless
ing of the church Moreover, It may
be I'll have TO get dispensation to
complete the bans"
THANK your reverence" said TOozy
whose lamentations had prevented her
from hearing distinctly III youll get
me the dispensary / have the band
already Didn't J engage a daeo to
bring himself an another Eyotalan
With his fiddle for the dancm An 70
,hink o. me in me beautiful whlto--"
a tremendous uproar at The street
door interrupted her and running with
Father Peter TO the window she saw
the defunct and her borohed string.
Cling about the pavement surrounded
hy most OF the youthful Corlnthlan
court population, who encouraged
them with shril boots and shouts of
derslon; while Toozys canary in the
window burst into joyful song. as il
thanking heaven for a fight
Come out % that ye hyena!" shout
I ed Eddie Casey What DO sc want
Irubherin' IN where ye don't belong
for2'
"Let me go. you theft" angrily re-
torted Mr Bugle Il want me prop
\ erty. an me wife what's been longln
for me for seven year an more"
"Longin for ye. ye old deserterl'
piped up the little sparrowfaced wom
an. who had edged her way into the
front row IT'S a good riddance yC
wor An yer drd-dead as Noah in
the ark There's Father Peter in the
windy. ask him II ye ain't a corpse
Him an the coort says yer dead an
buried long ago"
THE coort be daml" calculated tn,
! deceased one, what did die OF
Where's me stincate II I'm corpse
Where's me hearse? Ye're an Graz,
an want to deiraud me o me rights
But ye won't do ut III have ye all II
jail for purloinln me property. 1 VIM
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