Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-11-11
out of my own head. An what d.you think

out Of my own head An what d'you think
of it,"
all poetry is not to my certain knowledge"
answered Titus. 81 have chances to dip
into gentlefolks' books. and the nonsensical
rhymes they have in 'em would much sur
BOTH I'm sure IT'S beautiful poem, an
I should be very much obliged for copy"
''If twill fire you on to your duty, you
shall have it; an If she takes you. I'll add
in rhyme as 1 often do he added, "'tis
fifty pounds against bag of nuts but you
frequently hit on q bit of wisdom. I've
often been mazed at my own cleverness.
But r never surprise my wife. II l found
out a way of turning moor-stone into solid
gold. she'd merely say that she knowed all
along twas In me to do it. Therefore I
hope you'll take the hint like a man. an
oner marriage so soon you can. You've
got the good wishes Of the parish behind
you IN the adventure; an that's half the
battle, no doubt"
I'm thinking it's too soon," said Titus.
Between you and me, Mr.. Beer, it's my
dream and hope to have her. but time must
pass. In the upper circles they wait year
afore they approach bereft female. and
though needn't be asked to keep off 1t so
long as that still three months isn't enough,
I'm afraid. She was very fond of Dan, re-
member
Il suppose three months is not enough,
as you say" admitted Johnny, especially
as she won't have it that he's dead There's
crack-brained thought in her poor young
heart that Daniel didn't make away with
of the poor chap will never be seen by NOR
tai eye until the last trump, tits imposs-
BILE to prove she's wrong. For my part
I've said that l reckon he's dead; but at
the same time, l never shall know why he
made away with himself until we stand
race to face beyond the grave. Then that
VIII be the fust question I ak the man.
Whatever did e do such a terrible rash
I hall
in golden street.
Il wish 1 could think with you that he
didn't do it-shoot Thorpe, 1 mean; but I'm
only too sure of it, What believe Is this.
that Rix Parkinson and Dan did the lob be-
tween them, and that poor Dan shot the
underkeeper while Parkinson tried to knock
the life out of Dams father. OF course Rix
denied it when 1 taxed him. However.
truth will out-at Doomsday, If not before
an, be it as it will. there's no reason why
shouldn't ask the girl love to marry me
now she's, free to. I'll do it come the
springtime, if not before s--r
Mr.. Beer applauded the resolve.
Il m sure right an law be on your side
The church likewise, for that matter Par
son never would hold Minnie to that mar
riage she m free, no doubt. What you've
got to do be to convince her loving mind
that Daniel be in glory, as my verses say;
then she'll let un bide an turn her atten-
ton to you If she's wise as | think Shall
you live up-along to Hangman's Hut if she
takes you?"
NO. l shan't. 1 mean to go 20 Moreton.
I've thought to take little shop there, If
she likes the idea
Better try for public Drink be even
a more certain support than food. If don't
know Moreton men who should? l tell you
that they put bread second to beer every
day of the year. I made rhyme about 1t
that they wrote up in Sam Merritt's bar. If
you like"
Not now. master" said Titus. Though
I'll wager tits a very clever rhyme If YOU
IL In ind oil wa
said. Now 1 must be going, else I'd be late
for dinner
Sim rode off, and it CHANGED as the
dimpsy light faded and the brief splendor
of winter sunset lighted the west that he
met young Mrs SweetIand herself return
ing home. Minnie riding pony which
Mr. Beer lent her when she wanted it.. She
had been at Middlecott lodge, and in the
coverts also, for her search was not re-
Taxed, and when opportunity offered she
continued 1t. -s's
Little remained to be done That day she
had paid her eighteenth visit to the spot of
evil fame and for the first time since the
beginning of the search the girl believed
herself rewarded. Most laborious and faith
full had been her scrutiny. She told herself
that to leave twig unturned might be to
lose the chance of re-establishing her hus-
bands good repute. She toled with a pa
thence. only possible to woman; and now,
while but three or four more yards re-
manned to be searched, a significant frag-
ment came; to the light Yet 1t was not
near the spot where Daniels gun had been
discovered That tract, despite survey mi
crescopical in It's minuteness, yielded her
nothing but fake of flint The arrow
head, for such it was had told an antiquary
of some old Danmonian warrior from pal
aeolithic days; but to Minnie SWeetland 1t
meant nothing, and she threw 1t aside with
out interest Them where Matthew Sweet
land had suffered his cruel beating, the
searcher came upon yellow horn button.
1t reminded her instantly of Sims leathern
CATERS. and she stood silent In the silent
woods and stared before her. Thus It
seemed that her husbands closest, dearest
friend was identified with the spot of the
murder But even in the flush of discovery
the young woman perceived how slight and
vain was such clue unsupported. If the
button was Titus Sims it proved nothing
against him, since all men knew that he had
been early on the scene of the fray But