Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1908-11-28

ter?" Hartley asks, after a little
Liverpool, care of her usual hotel.
She'll get it all right-always pro-
vided she hasn't already organized a
settlement colony of small Hooligans
in the Liverpool slums. But there!
Let's forget morals and matrimony.
Heigho, Wonder what's doing in the
Street? Not that 1 care a red"
They seemed to have forgot me alto
gether. But 1 was interested in their
talk all the same, and I've tried to put
it down just as heard it, Twas queer
talk, but they was queer folks, and 1
was learning how the big-bugs done
| their eourting- From what I'd heard
so far liked the Wellmouth way full
as well.
The front gate clicked. Van Brunt
| looked up. Great Scotti'' says he, tits
the phonograph."
| Twas Hannah Jane Purvis coming
home from the next house with a dish
| pan full of peas. Hannah was a kind
| of scant patterned critter without
much canvas on her poles and her
sleeves most generally rolled up. She
| had brindIed hair clewed back so tight
| off her forehead that her eyes wouldn't
| shut good, and the impression you got
| from the first look at her was that she
| was all square corners-not round
| one in the lot.
Welt" says she, coming up into
the wind in front of the piazza and
| looking at me hard 81 do believe it's
Solomon Pratt. Why, what a stran-
| ger you bel 1 amt seen you for I
| don't know when
/ didn't know when either and 1
\ didn't try to remember Sufficient
unto the day is the trouble belonging
to ii" the Scriptures say, if l recoilect
it right, and twas enough for me that
she'd seen me this time. She comes
over. dishpan and all, and planks her
self down on the steps right in front
of Van Brunt's chair. There amt
nothing shy or unfriendly about Han
nah Jane; she's the most folksy fe-
male 1 ever come across, and always
was.
My sakes,'' says she, turning round
to Van, I see Mr.. Pratt come in here
and 1 couldn't make out who twas
Thinks 1: They've got company and
1 must get there quick So back ]
put, and don't know as I've got full
measure of peas cause it seemed tc
me that some of 'em spilled off the
top when Cap'n Poundberry was
| emptyin' 'em in. 1 hope not, cause
: peas is high now. Not that it makes
any difference to well-off folks like
| you, Mr.. Van Brunt but
r Hadn't you better go back and
pick 'em up?" asks Van. solemn as al
} owl.
5 "Oh, land of love, no. There
4 want enough for that. Besides 1 wan
L to see Mr.. Pratt. Well, Mr.. Pratt,
/ says She 81 suppose you're surprised
enough to find me working out. Dear
3 deari 1 don't know what JehieI-h'
: that was my first husband-wOult
2 have said; nor my second one neither
t | But there, we can't none of us neve
t tell what's in store for us in thi
S world, can we?'
l. made some sort of answer; don
: matter what. She went ahead lament
2 ing over what come-down twas 70
V her to work out You'd think shet
been used to marble halls to hear heI
@ She settles the dishpan between he
9 knees and starts in Smelling peas
talking blue streak all the time. Sh
h was whole sewing circle in herself
n | that woman.
"Jehiel was such a quiet man." sh
q says, after spell. He scarcely eve
: talked Didn't have a chance, think
ever tell you how Cap'n Samuels-m
n first husband as was-come to die, Nj
9 Hartley?'' says she.
Hartley had took up the Natura
Life book and was trying to read il
Now he looked up and says, mournfu
but resigned: No, Mrs Purvis, 1 be
lieve we have never had the pleasure
THE pleasure was wholly tn
= Cap'n's," says Van Brunt under hi
: breath If Hannah Jan heard him sh
= didn't let it worry her.
"Well,' she says, twas this way
husband-was the most regular ma
:. in his habits that ever was, l CUES:
Every Saturday night all the time W
was married-and we was marie
eleven year, not counting the two afte
: he was took sickle always had bake
L beans for supper. 1 used to say t
him: sJehiel,' 1 used to say, amt 20
= tired of baked beans? 1 should thin
; you'd turn into beans, you're so fon
of EN- But he never did and
e She stopped for second to get he
q breath. Van cut in quick.
o That wasn't the cause OF his dealt
them" he asks, very grave.
n .-Who-what2''
Turning into beans? OF cours
e not 1 believe you said he didn
st turn
b. Il said he never got tired of zen
a CorrSe he didn't fIIru info ,eTn VIII,