Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1906-03-01

Yes, says Bob, puffectly cor
reck," he says.
Then accept" says Henery.
Who is the woman"
Eliza Summer" says Bob, men
tionin' the only oil maid in the vi
cinity. A woman wot had been
sweet on Bob. for nigh on thirty
years.
will she have me?" says Henery.
nervous like.
I'm goin' TO ask her to do me a
favor says Zach, IAN she amt new
er refused me one yet. Come on,
he says, well go an see her now an
get the whole thing over with" he
says.
Eliza herself opened the door an
invited them into the house When
they got set down Zach steals in
without any waitin'. Eliza" says
he, "Henery an l has come over to
see about You gittin' married" he
says.
Eliza FIurried.
Natcherlly this furriei Eliza some,
an natcherlly she let on she ware
more fiurried then she RELY were.
AS | said afore, she'd been waitfn' a
good many years fer Bob to speak
out, an she didn't mean to let this
chanst get by: So she gets ready
for to spring. However, all she says
Isl
This is so sudden" she says.
well. it's got to be sudden or
you'll lose all chance says Bob,
tryin' to make everybody feel more
sociable. NO" he continues, "are
you willin' to be married?" says he.
Yes" says Eliza. plain puzzled at
his way O. proposin', but not meanin'
to let him slip through her fingers
So she gives one jump an catches
him with a good, firm hold around
the neck. I'm your'n, Bob she
says. ito have an to hold she says.
You amt got any Medford rum,
have you, Ehza?" he says in kind
o. choked voice.
90 course / have" says Eliza, and
she hustled out into the kitchen, leav-
in the two men alone. Ever since
she'd mentioned eatin' an left him
out Henery had been very close to
havin' a fit. When she closed the
door he pints his finger at Bob an
shakiu with rage, says:-"You stole
my affianced bride, as was to be"
says ne.
She stole me-" says Bob.
An you're goin to let her?" asks
Henery.
Don't look like could help my
SELF" answered Bob, very sad.
Then you won't never own that
moosic box" says Henery. 81 won't
even sell her TO YOU"
That was the last straw for Bob.
He leans over toward Henery to pac-
ify him.
Keep cool, Henery,' he says. TN
fix it when she comes back he says.
Depend on me-" ne says.
well, see that you do" says Hen
cry. Jes' as he finishes in comes
Eliza with plate O. ham, some bread
an butter an big glass of Medford
rum, an Bob went at 'em like wolf.
Simply a Shame.
Eat an drink all you can, tootsie,"
says Eliza. Il can't let my Bobbie
catch cold" Bob kind O. squirmed at
the pet names, but he KEEP On eatin'.
Meanwhile Henery was doin' all he
could to appear dignified, but the sight
O. Bob enjoyin' himself kind O upset
| him, so he sets up feeble cough an
said that he was dampish an he was
afreed he might be in danger O. cold
But it didn't do him no good, for
Eliza turns on him an said 1t were
shame an an outrage for big, hulk
in man like him to kick because his
boots were little damp. 1t was all
right. she said, for a delikate man
like her Bobbie-he'd made three o
Henery-to be keerful, but as for him
-Fortoonately at this pint Bob in
| terrupted her to ask for second
helpin' O. rum, an she rushes out to
git it. Nachully Henery is bilin' over.
He goes over to Bob an says, very
severe like, too he says it, When air
YOU goin' to give me back my wife as
is to be-" he says. Bob leans back in
his chair an smacks his lips very
comfortable. "Arter all, Henery,
saws he, this thing has its moral
| SIDE" says he.
.sWot do YOU mean?" says Henery,
kind o. set back.
1T don't seem right" says Bob,
pickin his teeth, to make this pore
critter suffer by marryin' you, he
says.
"wot?" says Henery, fair Dustin
with rage.
'wot meant" says Bob, nervous
like, ''wot / meant was that, seem as
how she loves me-" he says, shed be
| miserable with any other man." he
Isays. mo offence intended" he
says. "Ah," he says, leanin' back
most comfortable like. how she can
cook" he says. IAN the likker is
prime" he says.
| well richr thara Eopar,- Saed that