The Birmingham age-herald., 1908-09-13

She'll wake up yet An n he looks S prised an he says ter me, Why. wha'd you know about it?' An l says. I guessed It. An he says, You're a good guesser- an I hopes yer last guess is as good a5 yer foist. But I don't believe It. ;"
 There was encouragement in the deep, dark eyes, and Snubby felt it.
 "So I gets a delegation" he continued,
 an' we comes chasin' ourselves up here ter put youse wise. Delegations always gets what dey wants, Muggsy says an we wants ter get youse fer him cause if we don't, we're afraid he won't never be good fer nutn no more, he's achin' him. self dat bad. An we likes him. He's a good guy. He's bettern George Washn- ton r Abram Lincum r Kings Eddard T Spike Haggerty, r Pres dent Rosefelt, r Charley Moiphy. r Tim Sullivan. IT any O | dem guys. You better marry him. Will yer?"
 The dark eyes were not as clear as they 1 had been; and yet they still smiled; and the lips smiled, though they quivered l little. too
 "I'll-Ill think it over," she replied, with bit of catch in her voice, Muggsy whispered to Snubby. The lat ter rubbed one calf with the toe of the other foot and diligently scratched his tousled head.
 At length he squared his shoulders and his chin shot out progressively. We gotter have answer now.' he declared, and then a little unused "please?' came out like the unfamiliar wag that the little mongreI had given in recognition of unaccustomed betting. You see." he explained, "all us guys has got to woik an we cant git off al- ways when we wants ter.
 You been mighty good ter us," he went on, 'an' we knows it an-an'-'pre- ciates it''-here Muggsy nodded serious hot in b11t ba 6pfG cd "he's good guy all right, all right. Amt he fellers?"
 The delegation suspended an oppressive dignity long enough to yell enthusiastic cally, "You bet yer lifo!" and then res lapsed into its former condition of re- pression.
 You better say yes," urged/ Snubby. 'eYou better say yes. Some odder lady i might git him an n wha'd you do? You i better nail him while yer got a chancet cause he's a good guy. Won't yer say yes?''
 l She hesitated a moment, dark eyes l filling. lips a-trembie. And then:
 Yes" she said. softly, very softly.
 "Dat's de cheese" commended Snubby. His eyes chanced to rove to the massive plate glass of the window; and suddenly he leaped for the door. swung it open. and dlsapp sd down the steps in one wild leap, leaving the rest of the dele- gat1On nelpleSS, para1y2eu. But before 1t could recover sufficiently to form definite plans. he appeared at the door dragging by one frock-coated arm his wondering, amazed employer.
 Here he Is, fellers," he shouted, .I seen him goin' by on de odder side O de street, so I nailed him. and then, drag ging his half-resisting, half-submitting catch before Miss What It Says Here, as she stood, fingers interlacing nervous ly. dark lashes shadowing the redness of her cheeks, he cried, in boyish glee, dignity forgotten:
 Hes here! Now make goodr'
 The degelation seemed desirous of wait ing to investigate as to what constituted the process of making good" But Snub- by herded them forth from the house, and when they had reganed the side- walk, gave them one curt command.
 "Now beat it," he ordered.
 The delegation did
 As they made their way down the now almost deserted avenue. Muggsy turned to Snubby
 "see?" he said. "The delegation done it."
 Snubby nodded profoundly.
 An it done it good, too," he agreed.
 And he was right.