The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1909-05-01

the agent for the Scotch Granite com
pany on the twelfth floor was boquet- |
ing her every morning and taking her
QUITO lunch and the theater very often.
My first thought was to go out into the
woods and die, leaving note that
would bring tears to the eyes of the
public. My next was TO rush up to
James room with a razor in my hand
and kill MS both. adopted neither of
these plans, however. Give an ele-
vator boy half day TO think things
over and he will hit the target. 1t was
the telegraph boy who told me OF the
family in a fiat up town, and It was
for me to csrroborate things. found
the trustful wife and FIVE children.
Jane continued to smile at me, and |
continued to return them, but within
my being a voice was crying out for
vengeance.
/ went home one night and read "The
Murder Of the Rue Morgue" and "Thel
Memoir Of Sherlock Holmes" and next
morning was ready for the last act of
the drama. Was there any mercy IN
my hearth Not sufficient for n mos
quito to bite at Had any capitalist Of
fered to raise a dozen gigantic mort
cages like the one on my mothers
home l would not have foregone my
vengeance. My heart had been toyed
with, and I was implacable. No mat
ter how / found out that the Scotch
Granite man and Jane were to take the
Coney Island boat that afternoon; no
matter how the trustful wife and inno-
cent children got word to be at the
dock and take the trip with the hus-
band and father. When you have read
Poe and Holmes all things become pos
sible. went to Mr.. Rasher, the
agent. and told him that 1 had been
working my heart over time and must
give It rest, and he gave me half a
day or.
was at the dock when the false
hearted Jane and the stony hearted
| Granite man went aboard. They were
smiling as the people on the slopes of
Vesuvlus smile when anybody pre-
| diets an earthquake. Hist! They
come! They are minel Fifteen min
utes later the family arrived. Not
| withstanding the gigantic mortgage
| weighing me down l had the tickets
| for them, and / directed them aboard
Innocence and vengeance walking
| hand IN hand! followed on. The
woman who is scorned always follows
on. SO does the elevator boy. He isn't
the guy to go out before the last act
is played.
| Granite and false heart had chairs In
the center of large and growing au.
dience. They smiled and cooed. Not
| the slightest warning of what was
about to break loose came to them.
The sun shone, the Hudson river rip
| pied, and II seemed to them as II
things would roll on forever without a
jar. Did any feeling of pity come to
me at the last moment7 Did say to
myself that such revenge was un-
worthy OF an elevator boy working for
So per? Never! Neverl
did not point out the truants to the
wife ana children. ! simply left them
TO do their own pointing. It wasn't
three minutes before they were next.
Then there was rush forward, with
cries of ooh, husband--oh, papa, how
good Of youl"
An Awful Silence Fell.
Then an awful silence fell upon that
boat--a silence lasting about thirty
seconds. 1t was as n she had been in
midstream and waiting to collide with
a ferryboot. 1t was broken by female
screams and a masculine voice at
tempting explanations, and then the
air was full of hats and ribbons and
other adornments. turned and left
the boat. was on the dock when the
others came ashore. was watching
when the false hearted Jane made for
cab and the others for a street car
i even gathered up some pieces of heI
hat for souvenirs. even kicked
Scotch GRANTEES panama into the river
as made my way ashore. The false
Jane never returned TO our skyscraper
but Scotch Granite slipped In after
Office hours to pack and remove his
belongings. He hangs out in some
other Office now, and his wife and deaI
ones come down to see him every day
and Jane wanders here and there with
drawn, pinched face and tears In hei
eyes and would meet me If she could
and ask me to forgive, but the gulf car
never be brldged. SAMMIS,
The Elevator Boy.
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