The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1908-12-16
How He
ooIed Her
BY Max AdeIer.

NOulu De gone Two OF ihlte ua9bs
While there he arranged with friend
to send a telegram TO his wife at q
certain hour announcing that he had
been run over on the railroad and
killed. Then Bungay came home and,
slipping into the house unperceiyed. he
secreted himself in the closet in the
sitting room to await the arrival Of the
telegram and to see how Mrs. Bungay
took IL. After awhile It came and he
saw the servant girl give It TO his wife.
She opened t. and as she read 1t she
gave one little start. Then Bungay
saw smile gradually overspread her
features. She rang for the girl and
when the servant came Mrs. Bungay
said to her:
Mary, Mr.. Bungay's been killed.
I've Just got the news. reckon I'll
have to put on black for him, though
hate to give up my new bonnet for
mourning. You just 80 round to the
milllner's and ask her to fetch me up
some Of the latest styles Of widows
bonnets, and then bring the under
taker here"
While Mrs. Bungay was waiting she
smiled continually, and once or twice
she danced around the room and stood
IN front Of the looking-glass, and Bun
gay heard her murmur to herself:
u ain't such bad-looking woman,
either. ! wonder what James will
think Of me-"
"Jamesl" thought Bungay, as his
widow took her seat and sang softly,
as II she felt particularly happy.
Whom the thunder's James? She
certainly can't mean that Infamous old
undertaken Toombs? His names James
and he's a widower; but it's preposter-
GUS 10 suppose that she cares for him,
or is going to prowl after any man for
3 husband as quick as this"
While he brooded in horror over the
thought, Mr.. Toombs arrived. The
widow said:
Mr.. Toombs, Bungay is dead; run
over by a locomotive and chopped all
up"
VERY sorry to hear It, madam; !
sympathize with you in your aflic-
tion."
Thank you 1t is pretty sad. But
don't worry much. Bungay was poor
sort Of a man to get along with; and
now that he's gone I'm going to stand
it without crying my eyes out. Wen
have to bury him, s'pose, thought"
THAT is the usual thing to do IN
such cases."
well ! want you to tend to It for
me. l reckon the coronerll have to sit
on him first. But when they get
through, If yourl just collect the pieces
and shake him into some kind Of a
bag and pack him into coffin, III be
obliged
Certainly, Mrs. Bungay.
'I will attend to it.
And. Mr.. Toombs, there IS another
matter. Mr.. Bungays life was insured
for about $4,000 and want to get It
as soon as possible, and when l get
It I shall think Of marrying again"
Indeed, madam
"Yes; and can you think of anybody
who'll suit me?"
q dunno. might. Twenty thou
sand, YOU say he left?"
Twenty thousand-yes Now, Mr..
Toombs, you'll think me bold, but I
only tell the honest truth when ] say
that prefer widower, and mai
who is about middle-age, and in some
business connected with the ceme-
teries"
How would an undertaken suit
you?"
4 think very well, if ! could find
one. | often told Bungay that wished
he was an undertaken"
'eWen, Mrs. Bungay, It's q lHtls
kinder suddenl I haven't thought much
about it; and old Bungay's hardly got
fairly settled in the world of the here
after; but business is business, and II
you must have an undertaken to love
you and look after that life insurance
money, it appears to me that am just
about that kind of a man. VIII you
take me?"
"Oh, james, fold me to your DO
soml"
James was just about to fold her
when Bungay white with rage, burst
from tie closet, and exclaimed:
~Unhand her, villainl Touch that
woman and you die Leave this house
at once. or III brain you with the
poker And as for you, Mrs Bungay
you can pack up your duds and quit
live done with you; I know now that
you are cold-hearted, faithless, abo
minabln wretch Go, and go at oncel
did this to try you, and my eyes ars
opened"
= know you did, and I concluded K
pay you in your own coin"
That's too thin. It won't hold wa
ter"
ITS true, anyhow. You told Mr.
Magill you we're going to do 1t, anC
he told me
He did, hey? I'll bust the head Of
Of him.
When you are really dead I will b.
good deal more sorry, provided yoV
don'f make such a fool of yourself