The Greenville times., 1906-09-01

WERE YoU LOOKING FOR ANYBoDY?"
as she stood there to recognize her as
the laundress he had parted from three
months previous. The parting had been
n very quiet one. He had simply re-
tired from that quarter Of the city and
killed two birds with one stone-land-
lady and laundress.
$50 l have found you out?" said the
laundrsss as she sat down on a bro
ken backed chair and set her jaw.
Can it be my dear laundress, Mrs.
Hazleton?" exclaimed the major as he
jumped up NO. But it is. Excuse
this emotion, my dear woman, but you
take me off my feet So you did not
diel"
"Why should die?'
Because people who are hit by a
dred feet high generally die over it.
When | was told by policeman that
you had been hit and taken to the hos
pital and the last reports from you
showed that you had been unconscious
for thirty hours I gave up all hopes.
l felt almost as If a sister of mine was
passing from earth away. Well. well,
but how strangely things do turn out
Here you are. in the best of health and
with a complexion that princess
might envy, and all the time l have
thought of you as lying meath the will
iow:i
''Sir, you owe me for doing up seven
teen shirts" solemnly replied the wO-
man, not in the least fiattered by his
words
"It cannot be, Mrs. Hazleton-it can
at once in my life
Then it was doing up one shirt sew
enteen times, which amounts to the
same thing / was never struck by an
auto. | never went to the hospital
No policeman ever held any conversa-
ton with you about me. You simply
tried to blk me- l have been looking
for you for weeks. l have found you
/ want my money"
My dear. dear woman. do you know
what coincidence is?" asked the maj
or as he walked about.
You owe me for seventeen shirts,
SIR
"And | sat here thinking of you as
you entered that door. | was wonder
ing if you had a tombstone at your
grave AS I wondered the tears came
to my eyes. IN my days of poverty
you We're one of the few who trusted
me. Instead Of demanding cash down
when | came for my shirt you wrapped
=
many a time vowed that
You vowed that you would dead
beat me- and you did. but you'll pay
now or there'H be a row.
And when l got to thinking that
your grave was unmarked l felt it my
duty to order a tombstone for it.
should have got one with lamb on
top. 1t would have stated tha, y0u
Were yirtuous. honest and always iran-
ed all the wrinkles out. Not the eGssal
of steam. perhaps. but better than 4
John Chinaman. That tombstone would
have cost all of $500, Mrs Hazleton,
and the potted flowers on the grave
would have cost S2o more. That's the
kind of a man | am
seventeen shirts, Major Crofoot, and
don't leave until l am paid.''
Why mix seventeen shirts with SEN
timent. my dear woman. However,
let me say to you that / am glad yoe
are here. The Febt IS ono of honor and
ei;ts'l Nc {. i, 81 : go 80 -aen
shirts ~ S e%a.s apiece Is Sc.
co.sld hand You Il cheek FIR Il. / ;s.as...t
and you would so away nsi.;:s.c mt
am I any such man? Would that -
press the gratitude yelling up in my
bosom every time my thoughts have
turned to you? Heaven forbid. I was
on my uppers when You trusted me.
I even believe you would have loaned
me money in addition
Never in this worldr' emphatically
replied the laundress.
You gave me q chance. You in
stilled hope and ambition where all
was dark despair before. 1t was only
after heard OF your death that fortune
began to smile On me. She came at me
with q broad grin on her face when she
did come. Mrs Hazleton. are you pre-
pared to take the secretaryship Of the
Great American Canned Cabbage COM
pany at a salary Of $4,000 q year7"
No, cir. In take nothing but my
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