The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1909-03-21

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specimen that come from the north end
OF nowhere, and the experience has left
me out of breath
III begins this way: One night a short
time back me and Sadie was sitfin az
quiet and domestic as you please in our
Twelve by fourteen cabinet finished din
IN room on the seventh floor. We was
gain out of the open windows watch
n thunderstorm meander over to-
wards Long Island, and Tidson was
Just servin' the demitasses, when
there's a ring on the phone. Tidson
ne puts down the tray and answers the
call
IT'S from the Office sir" says he
some one to see you. sir"
Me- says L Get a description
Iidson. so III know what to expect"
At that he asks the room clerk for
details. and reports that it's two young
iadles by the name of Dickens.
What" says Sadie prickin dp her
cars. You don't know any young wo-
men men of that that name, do you
Why not?" says / How can I tell
until I've lookef EN- over?"
HumBh,' says she. Dickens"
Sounds nice. cont it?' says !. Kind
q snappy and interestin'. Maybe I'd
better so down and"
'Tidsou." says Sadie. tell them 10
send those young persons up here,"
That's right. TidSun," says I. Don't
mind anything I say"
"BiiCkens. indeed" says Sadie. eyin'
me sharp, to see If I'm blushiu' or get
tin nervous. "I never heard YOU men
ton any such name
There's q few points about my past
life says ], that I've had sense
enough To keep to myself. Maybe this
is one. Course. if your curiosity"
I'm not bit curious. Shorty Nc
Cabe." she snaps out. "and you know
if. But when IT comes to"
The Misses Dickens" says Tidson.
holding back the dTaperies with one
hand, and smotherin' grin with the
other
Say. you couldn't blame him. What
steps in is 4 couple of drippy females
that look like they'd just been fished
out of a tank. And bein' wet want the
worst OF it. Even if they'd been dry.
they must have looked bad enough;
but in the soSgy state they was the
limit
They want mates One IS tall and
willowy, While the other is short and
dumpy And the fat one has the most
peaceful face I ever saw outside of a
pasture with a regular Holstein-Fri
sian set of eyes-the round. calm,
thoughtful kind. The fact that she's
sion, too It's plain she's been caught
In the shower and has sopped up her
full share of the rainfall; but il don't
seem to trouble her any.
There amt anything pastoral about
the tall one, though. Shes alive ell
re way from her turnover heels to the
tiggly end of the limp feather that
f>os careless like over one ear. She's
the long-waisted, giraffe-necked kind;
but not such bad locker if you forget
the depressin' costume. 1t had been
blue cheViot once, guess, the sort that
takes on seven shades Of purple about
the second season. And it fits her like
a damp tableeloth hung on a chair
Her runnin' mate is all in black, and
you could tell by the puckered seams
and the twisted sleeves that it was an
outfit the village dressmaker had done
her worst on.
Not that they gives us much chance
for a close size-up. The lengthy one
pixies right into the middle of the room,
brushes d stringy- lock of hair off her
face. and unlimbers her conversation
works.
GOSH" SAYS she, openin her eyes
wide and lookin' round at the rugs and
furniture. Hope we haven't pulled up
at the wrong ranch. Are you Shorty
McCabe "
Among old friends. I am" says 1.
Now If you come under
It's all right, Phemey," says she. mo-
tionin' to the short one. sit down"
"Surei" says I. Don't mind the fur
niture: Take couple. of chairs"
Not for me-" says the tall one. I'll
stand in one spot and drip, and then
you can mop up afterward. But Phe-
mey. she's plumb tuckered."
ITS sweet Of you to run in" says I.
Been wadin' in the park lake, or en-
joyin' the shower"
Enjoying the shower is good" says
she; "but 1 hadn't thought OF describ-
ing il that way. I reckon, though,
you'd Ike to hear who we are"
"Oh. any time when you get 20 that,
says I.
That's q joke, is it?" says she. IF
It is. ha, hai Excuse me If 1 don't
laugh real hearty. I can do better when
I don't feel so much like a sponge.
Maizie Bay Dickens is my name. and
this is Euphemia Dickens"
"Ah,' says l. Sisters
do we look t?" says Maize. mo!
First cousins on the whiskered side.
Ever hear that name Dickens befoTe?"
"why-er-why-" says I, scratchin'
'Don'r dig too deep" says Maizie.
How about Dickens skating rink IN
Kansas city,"
On. says l. w dS u run Dg d gent
they called Sport Rlickens?"
1T was" says she
why, sure" goes on. And the
night l had my match there with the
PedIar. when I'd spent my last bean on
a months trainin' expenses, and the
PedIar's hacker was wavin' a thou
.sand-dollar side bet under my nose, this
Mr.. Dickens chucked me his roll and
hold me TO call the bluff
Yes. that was dad, all right" says
Maize
1T was?" says ]. We'll. well! Now
If there's anything can do for"
whoa up!' says Maizie. This is
no erubstake touch. Let's get that off
our minds first, though I'm just as
much Obliged. It's come out as dad
said. SAYS he. IF you're ever up against
il and can locate Shorty McCabe, you
% 10 him and say who you are But
this isn't exactly that kind of case.
Fheu1es and ] may look bit rocky
and Saw, how do we look. anyway?
Have YOU got such a thing as "a
s'Tidson.'' SAYS Sadie. breakin' in, |
you may roll in the pier glass for the |
young lady" Course, that reminds me |
/ amt done the honors.
Excuse me-" says /. Miss chickens, |
this is Mrs. McCabe.
'.Howdy." says Maize. i was Won
dering of it wasn't about due. Goshety /
gosh, but you're all to the peaches Ell? |
And me Eere she turns and takes /