The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-04-26
How They Tagged the Baron

Look here. Patchouli." says I. rs
this straight about you and Sadie? Are
you the winner"
"Ah, the adorable Sadie!" says he,
comm back to earth and slappin' his
solar plexus with one hand.
We've covered that ground" says I.
What 1 want to know is, does she
cotton to your"
Cotton? Cot-ton?" says he, humpin'
his eyebrows like a French ballad
singer.
Are you the fromage?" says I. us
she as stuck on you as you are on your
self? Have you made good? ?"
He must have got a glimmer from
that; for he rolls his eyes some more,
breathes once like an airbrake bein'
cut out, and says: Our huff is like
twin stars in the sky-each for the 9TH
er Shines"
tits as bad as all that. is it?" says
I. ''Well, all I've got to say is that
I'd never thought it of Sadie; and If
she sent you down here on approval,
i is" '"H ''i' H'i l III 0A'i'ii7u' II She
1 figured that would jar him some.
but it didn't. He looked as pleased as
though I'd told him he was the ripest
berry in the box, and before I knew
what was comm he had the long-lost-
brother tackle on me, and was almost
weepin' on my neck, spluttering joy in
seven different kinds of language. Just
then Swiftly Joe hobs his head in
through the gym door. springs that go
rilla grin of his and ducks back.
Break away says l. II don't want
to spoil the looks of anything that Sa-
dies picked out to frame, but this thing
has gone about far enough. If you're
glad, and she's glad, then I amt got
any kick comm. Only don't rub it in"
Say, it was like tallKin' to a deaf man.
sayin' things to the Baron.
she is mine, yes?" says he. "I have
your permission, Professor McCabe %
Sure" says I. eff she'll have you,
take her and welcome"
Now you'd thought that would have
satisfied him. wouldn't you? But he
acted like he'd got a half-arm jolt on
the wind. He backed off and cooled
down as if I'd chucked a pail of water
over him.
Well" says I, you don't want it in
writin', do you? I'm just out of permit
blanks, and me secretary's laid up with
a bad case of McGrawitis. If l was
you I'd skip back and keep my eye on
Sadie. She might change her mind"
The Baron thought he'd seen a red
flag, though. He put in d worry period
that lasted while you could count fifty.
Then he forks out his trouble. 1T is
not possible that I have mistake, is
it?" says he. Il am learn that Madam
Deepworth is-what you call-one heir
ess? Mo-"
See? I'd been sort of lookin' for that:
and there it was. as plain as real es-
tate map of Gates of Paradise. Long
Island. Me bein' so free and easy with
tellin' him to help himself had thrown
up q horrible suspicion to him. Was it
true that Saddles roll was real money,
the kind you could spend at the store?
And say, longs it was up to me to
write her prospectus. 1 thought might
as we'll make it a good one.
DO you see that mevin' van out
there?" says l.
The Baron saw il.
And have you been introduced to
these?' I says, flashin' big, wrist
size wad of tens and fives.
Oh, he was acquainted, all right.
WELL" says I, ''Sadie's got enough
of these put away to fill two carts like
that"
Fetch him? Why. his fingers almost
burnt hole through his gloves
''Ah-h-h"' says he, and takes a lit
tie time out to picture himself dippin'
into the family pocketbook.
Course, ii want any of my funeral,
but when l thinks of a sure-enough live
one, like Sadie, that I'd always sup
posed had a head like a billiard table,
gettin' daffy about any such oVerstuff-
ed frankfurter as this specimen, felt
like some one had showed a blue quar- ,
ter on me. Worst of it was, I'd held
the stepladder for her TO climb up where
such things grow.
was gettin' rawer to the touch every
and was tryin to make up my
mind whether to give the Baron a