The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1906-08-04
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When the policemen made their way
to the temporary fortress, with many
sly jokes and laughs 1T the easy task
before them, they met with locked
doors below and vigorous response
from the upper window:
And don't ye dare set foot on me
premises, not a one of We, and II my
voice can't make it plain to ye, I've
somethin' that will talk so ye'll under
stan it." and she held to their view q
kettle Ut boiling hot water.
The arguments of the widow proved
unanswerable, and the policemen de-
parted.
The victory was won, but alas for
the way Of great leaders. In the cor
ner of Mrs. Flaherty's barn. as the
November afternoon darkened into
evening, sat the victorious leader OF
the hundred, her face buried in her
apron, weeping with woe not to be
comforted. What cared she that to-
night her name would be upon the
tongue of every boy and girl in the
ward, that even now the newsboys In
the streets were crying her as the
chief attraction of the evening paper?
These things were as nothing, for
awful thought-Roderick Dhu, the idol
of her heart, was lost In that fearful
moment when the advance of the en-
envy seemed to endanger her cause.
she had dropped the hand Of the in
FAINT Roderick, and in the confusion
which followed he had strayed away.
1t grew still darker. Something
must be done, for Roderick Dhu feared
the dark shadows of the night, and ii
was drawing near to that delicious
hour when he was wont to lay his lit
tie head upon Maggie's devoted shout
der and start on his journey to Slum-
berland.
As she hurried past the deserte
school-house, she bethought herself
that she had forgotten to search that
building.
Was mat light at the end of the
hall? Probably the janitor. still at
work.
peeped. She drew back in dismay.
She had quite forgotten that this was
the ONCE of the despised principal
How the hot blood diu pump itself Up
from her valiant heart, as she beheld
the hated tyrant sitting in his chair.
reading-lamp by his side. What was
that? Maggie's heart stopped pumping
TOR very establishment. for, snuggled
close in the tyrant's arms, as com,
as he ever lay in Maggie's
own, was the recreant, Roderick, look
ing up into the tyrant's face with the
same fascinating good night baby
ways that Maggie loved. And the ty.
rant-the hated tyrant-Maggie's eyes
almost swallowed up her face, they
grew so large from looking, this same
.yrant was smiling down into the baby
eyes as he softly crooned a lullaby
The voice ceased singing, and the wor-
ried look that Maggie had noticed
Ipon the face OF the principal that
returned. The intuition OF
her sex. stimulated by somewhat
conscience. told Maggie thai
he worried look was one for which
he was responsible. AS If fearful that !
he might be led to change her mind,
he bolted into the room. planted her
elf In front Of t1e astonished princi-
val, and explained somewhat inco-
.@oh, sir. 1t was me that dld it all. |
Fstirred sem up. .frdid They'd nevers
ne ufrsem dared % it-wftnuut; they \
aid so themselves. And when the cops
anne. they'd everyone of 'em backed |
ut, but called 'em towards. And il
vas then lost the baby, and wished |
d never been born before / ever
eard Of strike or union, sir. And
hen you found him. and cuddled him
p for the night just as he likes to bs
uddled, and I'm 30 sorry made all |
be trouble. and you don't need to
Torry any more about the old strike,
Or I'll declare 1t all OF tomorrow
and the KID that dares to
tay away, I'll-I'll-" and although
Iaggie's feryent voice and earnest
yes spoke volumes, the words were
Interrupted by strange choking in
er throat.
II the reporters could have looked
ITO the SHELTON school just then, they
'ould have found abundant material
Or scoop, for the erstwhile leader l.
{ the strike, as the pent-up emotions
{ the day found vent in veritab,e
iagara of tears, felt herself drawn
lose to the tyrant's side, her head
ssting upon his immaculate coat
eeve, as he tenderly wiped away the
.ars.
When interviewed the next day as
} the settlement of the novel strike.
lie principal only smiled quiet smile
1d said:
Yes, the strike is settled, and an
eipate no further trouble. And the
edium you ask? Well" and the
.incipal thoughtfully stroked his
you can tell the public that
was accomplished through the me
UNI of board of arbitration, a very
nall board, weighing in the agsre.
tie not over so pounds"
When pressed for details BY the
lrious newspaper men. he pleaded
gent business engagements.
FREAKS OF EARTHQUAKE.