The Utah County Democrat. [volume] (Provo City, Utah) 1898-1909, 1908-11-17

Tie was interrupted by frenzled and
incoherent ordinations from Mr.
Ketchmald
you rascal" said the landlord, In
a siihed voice. You internal rescal
never set eyes fon you TN saw you
the other day on the quay az Burnsea.
aud, Just for an inherent little Joke
like with Ned Clark. asked YOU to
come in and pretend"
Pretend repeated Mr.. wiggett ~
y horror-striclien voice.
Look ere. said MIR Ketchmaid.
thrusting an Infatuated face close &c
his. there never was Henery Wig
gett: there never was a shark there
never was Sam Jones'"
MIR. Wiggett hmbled in his pocket
and producing the remains OF a dirty
handkerchief. wiped his eyes TO the
memory Of the faithful black.
Look here" said MI Ketchmaid,
putting down the bottle and regarding
him intently." you've got me fair
Now. will you go for a pound?"
Wiggett took box OF matches from
the bar and. relightlng the stump OF
his cigar. contemplated Mr. Ketch
maid for some time in silence, and
then, with a serious shake OF his head
stumped of to bed.
week passed. and Mr.. Wiggett
still graced with his presence the bar
OF the Ship
II shall tell the chaps tonight that
II was little Joke on my part, Ketch-
maid announced. with grim decision:
then shall take you by the collar
and kick you into the road"
Mr.. Wiggett sighed and shook his
head
"lt'll be terrible show-up for you"
he said. softly. You'd better make II
worth my while. and I'll tell 'em this
evening that I'm going to New Zealand
to live with a niece OF mine there. and
that you've paid my passage for me
don't like telling any more lies. but,
seeing It's for you, IN do Il for a
couple Of pounds"
Five shillings," snarled Mr.. Ketch
maid.
Mr.. wiggett smiled comfortably and
shook his head. Mr. Ketchmaid raised
his offer to ten shilllngs, to pound.
and finally. after a few remarks which
prompted Mr.. Wiggett to state that
hard words broke no bones, flung into
the bar and fetched the money.
The news of Mr.. Wiggett's depar
ture went round the village at once
the landlord himself breaking the
news TO the next customer. and an
overflow meeting assembled that even.
ing to bid the omigrant farwell.
The landlord noted with pleasure
that business was brisk. Several gen
tlemen stood drink to Mr. Wlggett
and in return he put his hand in his
own pocket and ordered glasses round
Mr.. Ketchmaid, In state OF some un
easiness. took the order, and then Mr.
Wiggett with the air of one confer
ring inestimable benefits. produced
luck hali-penny which had once be
longed to Sam Jones. and insisted
upon his keeping II.
This Is my last night, mates" hs
said, mournfully. as he acknowledged
the drinking OF his health.
In my lonely pilgrimage through
life. crippled and aving to beg m,
bread" he said. tearfully. Il shall
think o. this Apply bar and these
friendly faces. When | am wrestlin
with the pangs of 'unger and being
moved on by the 'eartless police, !
shall think OF you as last saw you"
But" said Mr.. Smith. voicing the
general CONSERVATION. you're going
to your niece In New Zealand"
Mr. Wiggett shook his head and
smiled sad. sweet smile.
u ave no niece" he said, simply;
I'm alone In the world
"Ketchmald told me hisself as he'd
paid your passage to New Zealand"
said the shoemaker; "he said as ed
pressed you TO stay. but that you said
as blood was thicker even than friend.
ship"
IAN lies" said Mr. wiggett. sadly.
I'm stay with pleasure II he'll give
the word. Ill stay even now II e
wishes Il.
'He don't like my being ere, he
said, In low voice. He grudges the
little bit eat. s'pose. He told me
I'D got TO so, and that for the look q
things e was going 70 pretend | was
going TO New Zealand. | was toe
broke. earted at the time to care wot
he said ave no wish to sponge on
no man-but. seeing your onest faces
rouzd me. | couldn't go with lie ON
my lips-So Ketchmaid. old shlpmate
goodbye
He turned 10 the speechless, land.
lord made as though to shake hands
with him, thought better of Il. and
then. with wave OF his hand fun OF
chastened dignity, withdrew His
stump rang with pathetic inslstence
upon the brickpayed passage. pause I
at the door, and then, tapping on the
hard road. died slowly away In the
distance Inside the Ship the shoe.
maker gave an omlnous order for len.
onade.
NO CHANCE FOR A FILTRATION,
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