The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1907-02-13

were thinking.
Shall I take him some hot toastg"
asked Lord Bobby. mischievously. She
pretended not to have hesed the ques-
ton.
Each visitor on departing found a
most elegant young man. beautifully
dressed. sitting. with legs crossed.
under an umbrella Just outside the
door He was cheerful but would give
no explanation. He promised to call
soon on all those he knew. provided
they would let him in
Il wouldn't care to do this sort of
thing often, you know Excuao my not
getting up, won't you? I've got nice
dry paving stone at present and il will
get wet if do. Wet paving stones are
so uncomfortable, aren't they? Yes,
indeed Good-by."
AS the last guest went John was
hastily summoned to the drawing
room, where Eva was looking olt Of
the window in fury after an outburst
Of tears.
why do you allow that person to
annoy us like this all the afternoon"
she said, angrily, turning round.
He wouldn't go, miss. told him
you were all out every time anybody
came. It didn't seem to make no diff
ference"
why don't you send him away?"
She stamped her foot
Cant the police do anything?"
well, miss. they would remove him
if they knew you wanted it."
Want 1t? OF course we want III!
Tell them to send him away at oncei"
Very we'll, miss said John He
went to the door. The shades Of eve
ming were falling and the crowd was
getting larger, noisier and less respect
full. There were three policemen near
at hand in earnest deliberation, with
note books. Eva watched the proceed
ings from behind the curtains.
Il am afraid you must go, sir said
John. 'I'm very sorry"
Not at ALL" said BERTHE. Who
says so?"
Miss Rowen, sir"
4 thought you said she was out I
John coughed. Yes, sir, so she was
lin a manner Of speaking"
Who's to send me away?" said
BERTHE. looking thoughtfully up into
the umbrella.
John beckoned sorrowfully to the
policemen, who approached in solid
formation The crowd cheered
Kindly remove this gentleman, who
is trespassing."
Hal" said BERTHE, you use forces
Mind, I'm only coming by force.
Where are the handcuffs?" He held
out his hands.
So they put them on. Eva saw it
and felt a twinge OF remorse. The
party moved of with the rabble at
their heels.
An hour or so later policeman
called with ragged and dirty
scrap of blue paper folded and ad-
dressed to Miss Rowen. It contained
in shaky writing. done with some red
substance which might have been
blood, but was probably ink and EN-
bellished with many blots and sput4
ters which were caused possibly by
emotion but probably by police sta
tioal pen, the following words:
my heart is broken. You may have
forgotten my very name. do not
blame you am sitting on very
hard bench. Next to me is a very
old lady. She is very drunk Her
head IS on my shoulder as ] write,
but cannot 60 without one last word
to one who deigned to love me once.
The very old lady has Awakened
Darling, / cannot speak Of her Ian
guage Farewell; may you be happy.
Think of me sometimes in my lonely
cell. Oh, my broken heart Farewell
forever. BERTHE.
"P. S. Any time will do Of course,
but get Mr.. Rowen to come as soon
as you can, dear.
She read this pathetic document
twice through her tears, and then,
though it was nearly time to dress
for dinner, she hlrried on her hat
and coat. All the blots on his noble
nature were erased. and he shone
forth a martyr to her hasty temper
She hurried down to her father, who
had just come in, and explained that
BERTHE had been wrongfully impris-
oned through her fault, and he must
come round and get him out now at
once, without waiting for the car.
riage; one never knew what wasted
minute would mean in dealing with
the swift and relentless fury Of the
law.
They drove in a hanson to the
dingy police station. A policeman
said, yes. there was 2 young gent who
had been brought in that afternoon
For forgery. he thought; but on look
ing up a large book he found It was
only for lettering. Then she heard
voices in the next room. somebods-
was it rtie?-yes it was Berthe
cried Misery" Somebody else Will
brutal laugh said: Double youl'
Horror! was this some torture She
clung to her father. Misery on that
handl" said the other yoice--the bru
tai one, with fiendssh chuckle. Wal
ii thumb screws?