Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1909-09-24

think you want to get married badly
enough to break your neck jumping
ont of that" 1t was a brick wan
dropping sheer thirty feet to the
ground. He went out and locked the
door behind him.
In a few minutes a deputy sheriff
came. II am to stay with you to-
night and keep off the nightmares"
he said good naturally.
Things began to look seriOus-yery
serious indeed. 1t was nearly Z o'clock,
the trains through the county seat
made no connection with those through
Belltown and Layton, and it was forty
miles overland to the lattSr. Twelve
hours more and the wedding guests
would begin to arrive.
They were to be married at 8 and
take a fast train for Colorado for the
honeymoon. He had the passes in his
pocket.
They went down to supper. The
deputy stayed close at his side, evil
IDENTIFY intending that he should have
no temptation to run. Despair thick
and black was rapidly settling down
upon the desperate bridegroom when a
travelling theatrical company came into
the dining room. 1t was the same
troupe that had been at Belltown the
previous week. Mason caught the eye
of the leading man, with whom he had
become acquainted, and they nodded
cordially.
"An old friend of mine I used to
know In the SOUTH" said Mason to the
deputy. eff you do not object / would
like to speak to him after supper"
Sure said the officer obligingly.
When they arose from the table Ma
son went across and gripped the ac-
tors hand. They had a long, confiden-
tial chat which soon became so merry
that the deputy sheriff wished that he
could hear some of it. After the actor
had gone to get ready for the perform
ance Mason said to his guard:
HE would like to come up to my
room and have a little visit after the
play" said Mason to the deputy. II
suppose you don't object?"
Certainly not"
the actor came in at / 1:30, and the
obliging deputy locked them in, asked
the landlord to keep an eye on them
and then went across the street to a
barroom whence he could easily watch
the outside window.
If he had looked through the keyhole
instead Of looking upward at a nom
committal lighted window thirty feet
from the ground he would have saved
himself much subsequent trouble.
The actor was laughing and doing
something very queer for a man who
had merely dropped In for a social
visit. He was daubing and smearing
Mason up generally with grease paints.
you could break into any pesthouse
In the country-if 1t wasn't too light
and they didn't feel your pulse"
Mason rang for a porter and had the
landlord called.
"Mr. Curry" called he through the
door, "they locked me up because they
thought l did not want to testify
against the railroad, but l don't giyNNa
hang for the railroad. The reason l
tried to get away is that / was e4-
poSeu-ID tne mahpeH<t WeH&S h44Ae
some dagoes working on our road
and l was trying to get away to see
a specialist when the sheriff nabbed
me. Since supper l feel like l am
breaking out. l wish you would see."
"The dickens!'' exclaimed the land
lord, seeing a years business killed by
a quarantine. Keep still till l get a
key. I've had the smallpox myself
and We'll see.
"Well, 1 should guess!" said the
landlord when he unlocked the door a
few minutes later. The lamp vas
turned low, and the actor was under
the bed. you stay where you are till
l get a team for you, then you scoot!"
He scooted. At a quarter before 8
next morning he drove into Layton.
When court convened at 8 o'clock
the judge received a telegram:
Married and on my way west for my
health. Wire forgiveness and blessings
to Denver. MASON.