Okolona messenger. (Okolona, Miss.) 1900-current, 1908-01-15
BIDDY MEETS
A DIVORCE DETECTIVE
BY Nellie Breen


it," asked Mrs Youngwife one morn.
ing, seating herself in the sunny kitch-
en- for a chat while Biddy Flynn was
ironing.
1T wuz on'y Rover interviewln' an
amatoor detective" replied Biddy.
What was an amateur detective do
ing in our back yard?"
THAT wuz jist tn pint thut puzzled
Rover. Ye see, 'twuz like this, mum, "
the girl explained. Mister Baxter, tn
mon l wuz workin' fer afore | cum
here, is afther gettin' a divorce frum
his wife, He's maxim behave she mis-
conducted hersilf wunst whin he wua
in N Yark, so STINT a defective over
here t. infarm me oY Ut, bein' es he
wants me t swear t ut
But she didn't misconduct herself
did she?" queried Mrs. Youngwiie.
20 coorse not" Biddy re-orted, but
/ wada't bc ti,,il' In defective thot. 1t
'ud dc mere good t tel tn jedge. So
/ jist lets on ez how | wadn't be sayin'
innything whatiyer fer fear O. bein'
liable fer domages.
How did you come to e.. the d.
on him? Tell me ali about ii" AIS
Youngwife begged.
"Whin l wuz dnryin' me dinner
dishes last night" began the girl, Il
hears a knock at tn dure an Win 1
open ut, in steps wan O. these free an
aisy gints that owns all tn arh nd
most o til hiyins.
I'm a frind O. Missus BaXters'
says he, an just drapped in to see
If you could give me inny infermashun
that would help wild her SCOT.
AN thin he arsks QUESTIONS about
how long l warked there and SIGN nd
/ answers all right tin he arsks whin
l seen Missus Baxter last Thin |
begun t be fraid he'd git me in
corner where | couldn't git out wild,
out lettin' on l knowed who stint him,
so | jist speaks up suddint like nd
says I'm scarf t answer inny more
QUESTIONS fer fear O. bein liable fer
domages.'
"'You can't be liable fer domages,
If you hevent inny propurty says he.
Who's sayin' l amt got no prop
urty?' says l.
=" Well, even if you have says he,
you can't be liable if yoa tell cn'y tn
thruth"
Indade, l can, says t. Tim Ma
lony tould only the truth about Pal
Finnegan, an Pat had him up fer
matther O. two hundrid dollars.
THAT wuz because Maloney could.
MT prove his assarshuns, says he.
can how wad l be provin whin
seen Missus Baxter% says l.
"'You won't have t prove Ut says
he, an could see he wuz beginnin'
t. git riled, but if you won't answer a
few simple QUESTIONS I'll find way to
make you, says he.
How en- We make me talk If I'll
not be dom ut?' says l.
"1'll have ye subpaned, says he.
"'Yell hev me what?
you'll be subpanedr
Holy mither! What's thot?
says l.
ga paperll be sarved on ye,' says
he, an yell be brought into coort, n
thin If you won't talk tn jedge 'ull put
you in prism
"Ah, g'wan wild ye,' says l. 'Ye
can't git put in prism in this country
unless we steal er kill some wan
Eyes, you can, says he. 'Ye can
be put in prism fer gittin' drunk
Nov, ye're stuffln' me, sure says
!. I've seen minny a mon git dhrunk
an they didn't put i'm in prism at all,
at ALL
"'That's because he wasn't arristed,
says he
Faith, an it's quare law, says T. |
'Soomtimes We en- do thing an thin
agin We can't, so I'd best be dom nav.
thin at all, an thin l won't be liable
fer domages.'
Thin he let go his timper intoirely, |
an used tn langwidge, mum, as ]
wadn't repate t. We, an l loost tn
dog. Ye heared tn rist. On'y he'll
not be cummin t Biddy Flynn fer
inny more infermashun about Missus
Baxter"
Il thought it was dog fight. Isn't
it too bad, though, the Bakers have
all that troubled" said Mrs. Young
wife, thougbtfully. "She's such a nice
little woman. But it's what must be
expected when people make such i'll
assorted marriages. That fine-looking
Judge Howard who lives across the
street is going to marry woman who
has been divorced twice, and is not
even pretty"
ITS tn way O. tn world, mum, es
me ould fayther used to say. Luv is
loike butther-hy-ut lights on a
weed es oftin es on daisy!"
But the judge is too old to be so
much in love"
HE u.s." agreed Biddy. Happen ut
goes like tn masles though--th' oulder |
We gifts ut tn harder ye has ut. How
liver, I'll say this fer ut--ef ye wanst
has tn jinuine disase good n hard,
ye're not like t git ut agin. 1t RESIN
bles death thot way"
1T certainly resembles death in |
that there's no cure for 1t" sighed the
mistress.