The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1910-03-10

me, but every atom OF me cried ont
at the sight Of her She was lean
ing, bent forward, lips slightly parted,
gazing raptly at the Japanese con
iurer who had replaced what Me
knight disrespectiully called The Col
umns Of Hercules Compared with the
draggled lady of the farm house, she
was radiant.
For that first moment there was
nothing but JOY at the sight of her
Meningitis touch on my arm brought
me back to reality.
Come over and meet them" he
said That's the cousin Miss West
is visiting. Mrs Dallas"
But | would not go. After he went
| sat there alone, painfully conscious
that | was being pointed out and
stared at from the box The abomln-
able Japanese gave way to yet more
atrocious performing dogs,
How many offers of marriage will
the young lady in the box haye2" The
dog stopped sagely at none" and
then pulled out card that said eight
Wild shouts OF glee by the audience.
"The FOOLS | muttered
After little | glanced over Mrs.
Dallas was talking to Mcknight, but
she was looking straight at me She
was flushed, but more calm than |,
and she did not bow. fumbled for
my hat, but the next moment | saw
that they We're going, and | sat still
When Mcknight came back he was
triumphant
"I'ye made an engagement for you"
he said. Mrs Dallas asked me to
bring you to dinner tonight and
said | knew you would fall all over
yourself to 90. You are requested to
bring along the broken arm, and any
other souvenirs OF the wreck that you
may possess"
I'm do nothing of the sort de.
clared, struggling against my inclina-
tion Il cant even tie my necktie.
and ] have to have my food cut for
me-"
"Oh. that's all right" he said eas.
n.y. 'lll send Stogie over to fix you
up. and Mrs, Dial knows all about the
arm. told her"
lStogle is his Japanese factatum, so
called because he is lean, a yellowish
brown in color. and because he claims
to have been shipped into this country
in a boxl
The cinematograph was finishing
the program The house was dark and
the music had stopped, as 1t does in
the circus just before somebody risks
his neck at SO much a neck in the dip
Of death, or the hundred.foot dive.
Then, with sort OF shock | saw on
the white curtain the announcements:
THE NEXT PICTURE
is THE DOOMED WASHINGTON
FLlER. TAKEN A SHORT DIS
TANCE FROM THE SCENE or
THE WRECK ON THE Fatal.
MORNING OF sEPTEM BER
TENTH TWO MILES FARTHER
ON m MET WITH ALMOST COM
PLETE ANNlHiLATION.
confess to a return of some of the
sickenng sensations of the wreck;
people around me were leaning for
ward with tense faces Then the let.
ters were gone and saw long lev
el stretch OF trace, even the broken
stone between the ties standing out
distinctly Far OFF under a cloud OF
smoke Il small object was rushing to-
ward US and growing larger as 1t
came
Now it was on us. mammoth in
size, with huge drivers and colossal
tender The engine leaped aside, as
II just in time to save us from de
struction. with glimpse OF a stoop-
Ing fireman and u grimy engineer. The
long train Of sleepors followed. From
forward yestibue porter in a
white coat waved his hand. The rest
OF the cars seemed stll wrapped in
slumber With mixed sensations /
saw my own car. Ontario, fly past
and then rose to my feet and
gripped Meningitis shoulder
On the lowest step OF the last car.
one foot hanging free, was a man. His
black derby hat was pulled well down
TO keep It from blowing away, and his
coat was flying open in the wind lie
was swung well out from the car. his
free hand gripping small valise.
every muscle tense for a jump.
Good God, that's my mani said
hoarsely, as the audience broke into
applause Mcknight half rose in his
seat ahead Johnson stned yawn and
turned TO eye me
dropped into my chair Imply, and
tried 10 control my excitement The
man on the last platform OF the train. ="
! said, lie was just about to leap,
I'll swear that was my bag"
Gould you see his face?" Mcknight
asked in an undertone Would you
know him AGAIN.
No His hat was pulled down and
his head was bent I'm going back to
find out where that picture was ta-
ken. They say two miles, but it may
have been forty"
The audience, busy with its wraps,
had not noticed. Mrs. Dallas and Al.
ison West had gone In front of US
Johnson had dropped his hat and was
STOPPING Ter II.
This way" motioned to Nc.
knight, and We wheeled into the mar.