Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-05-26
Poke Dogs Hero.

left me the farm and I've done pretty well
since then 1t was great surprise to read
Oh your generous action in the papers,.
GU don't read the Poke Dog Yelp do
you he questioned. She shook her head.
II was in Chicago paper that I saw
II. Your generous action has travelled far
somehow Peter and never got along very
well together. 1 suppose it may have been
my fault. but l never could get used to
MS easy-golng way, and II was rather
glad when he went away
saw in the papers how he had died
down in Arizona and had lain for years
IN me desert with No one to care for his
grave My heart reproached me and I
thought | would like to- come ont for the
iuheral l never cared a great deal for
nm put after all. he was my husband and
woman can't very well forget that"
- don't suppose she can" he agreed
Il like my wife to come to nv funeral
II mad one-I mean if l had wife"
m pretty well fixed" she explained.
ana won't be any expense or bother to
any one IL just want to wait until-until it
- ~ - want 10 see the parade and hear
me speeches. and remember that after all
Peter was my husband and that all YOU
Dig hearted men mourn him."
Its going to be worth WHILE he assured
brown" 4N
Il did not know that Peter was such a
great soldier, she went on curiouslv He
never spoke of his army experiences as if
he had accomplished much"
A man wouldn't want to brag to his
WIFE he suggested, but of course he
wouldn't mind telling another man He
was great hero all right You ask anv Of
the boys round here"
May see him?" she asked timidly
Il should like to see the casket"
sure, was the hearty response You get
on your hat and come right along"
Bat proudly led the way up the street
Several men hurriedly hid until they had
Il good glimpse of the womans face and
then came forth trying to appear I'M
concerned hut most of the town gazed in
frank curiosity. There was a little knot
os the curious about the steps of the town
hall Within, the guard of honor paced the
floor and wondered whether it would be
diSniiiCd to make a quick trip across the
street to the Casino. Bat dismissed one
with a few words of explanation and then
followed the other out of the hall and
closed the door softly, boOtng a couple
of curious boys from the window ledge
where they had climbed to get good view
of the proceedings.
Mrs. Hronvilles cheeks were wet with
tears when she reappeared after an in
tervaL and her eyes were red tdded.
Il am glad / came" she said softly as
they retraced their steps toward the hotel
1T brings back the old days when Peter
and / were sweethearts. / was bitter
against him when he went away and left
alone in the world, but the thought of
brave men, shows him to me in another
light. l am glad, indeed, l came"
Same here said Bat, and he meant it.
Already the dainty little woman had be-
come his idol and he was glad that 1t was
to him she turned. He was glad she had
come
He spent the long afternoon telling her
of Hronville's Arizona days. when he had
been sheriff there, and she hung upon the
words as he recounted Peters glorious
achievements a RllbnpSS
credit to his powers of invention.
But as the days went by he grew less
eager to talk of Peter, for he saw that the
glamour of glory had drawn a kindly veil
over the shortcomings of the dead man and
had revived love that had died.
He could not escape entirely the continu-
alton of the history, for it was his surest
passport to her society. He realized that
the glorification Of Peter was sounding the
knell of his own newborn hopes and he
was glad when at last Memorial day ar
rived
As best friend, Bat acted as chief mourn