The Lee County journal. (Leesburg, Ga.) 1904-19??, 1907-08-23
IA 2 O'clock
! Lecture.
With a Surprising and
Happy Conclusion.

Another one of those un-Dollyish
dialogues was pulled off when he re-
turned home bit after two the other
morning obviously in possession Of
one Of the medium-sized pickles of
the ffty-seven varieties She was
sitting up in bed, bolstered by the
pillows, waiting for him to enter,
iimping, and here is how the Skin
mlsh went
You're keeping it up, aren't
you?
He-What? The pew rent? /
didn't know I'd sent EN- check.
Did I?
she-oh, you're funny this time,
are you? Wen, I'd rather have you
come home in your regular rufiians
mood. 1t nd seem more like you.
He-Let's fan it over in the morn
ing ~ mean at getting-up time. I'm
all for the hay now.
She-Oh, there's nothing to talk
over-nothing whatever. You know
just how things stand. have only
to add that you'll be numbering in
here in this condition some morning
only to find that you've lost your
home.
He Sounds good to me. Bully
way to flag landlords on the first and
fifteenth
She-That's the liquor in your
talking now. You1l be singing a
different tune when / leave you.
He-Don't make me Taught
don't want to disturb the neighbors
What's that rolled out of
your trousers pocket? It's a poker
chip,
He-B'iing, so it is---four bit chip,
too, that l forgot to cash in.
She-Oh, you're very airy about
t., aren't you? And me wearing a
common, emery old three dollar and
a half sailor hat that l have smoth-
cred all over with a veil, it's been
10 warped out of shape already by
The wet weather. It's all I'll get,
hough, / suppose, this year. And
you out playing poker and drinking
With a lot OF low lived rowdies till
after three o'clock in the morning.
He-Poker isn't playing. It's
working
Shelf it was working you
wouldn't occupy yourself with it, for
If all the trifing, unambitious-
He These feathers feel pretty
good Suppose we defer the rest of
It till breakfast, hey?
She-Well do nothing Of the sort.
like to get acquainted with the
sound of my own voice once in a
While, and goodness knows it sounds
strange enough to me, have so lit
tie use of it, with nobody around to
talk to, and l don't wonder you don t
feel like talking after believing
around for five or six hours over a
poker table with a pack of loafers.
and
He-Loafers, hey? Well, your
brother Jim comes under that head
too, does he? He was in the bunch
Lost the use of his pipes, at that
saying: That's beats my two pair.
She-It's your fault If my brother
was with that crowd of brutes. You
are not content with making me mis-
cradle, but you are deliberately try
ing to ruin my youngest brother and
until he met you he was one of the
incest boys that ever
Hello, no! Stop that kidding
Little Jimmy could teach me things
for fourteen years, and then I'd only
be in the kindergarten compared
with him.
She-I don't believe he ever
touched a card in his life until you
taught him how to-
He-Well / never taught him tC
dish EN- from the middle and under
meath the pack, that's pipe, ant
he'd have tried that stuff tonight i
we hadn't all been there with tn,
lamps on his moves.
She-I don't know what you meal
by your disgusting gambling terms
but / do know that I'm in tatter
and rags, and I'm even ashamed Il
go to the market in the morning,
look so much like a buzzard, anG
you expect me to-