Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1910-04-01

Almond" says she, Printing to-
ward the woods.
Yes says |. diamonds taking
walk for his health.
"'Ammondr says she. louder and
shaking the stick.
Now, Lobelia,' says /, smiling
smooth AZ butter. do put down that
club.
'Ammondr she fairly hollerS.
Then she went through the most blood
CuTdlinS pantomime ever was, | reck-
on. First she comes up to me and
taps me on the chest and says Edge
Then she goes creeping round the room
on tiptoe, printing out of the winder
all the time as much as to say she was
pretending to walk through the woods.
Then she p'ints to one Of the stumps
we used for chairs and screecheS
Almond" and fetches the stump an
awful bang with the club. Then she
up and smiles and says Edge and
tries 10 put the club in my hand.
My topknot riz up on my head.
Good Lord thinks l. She's making
love to me SOS to get me to take that
club and go and thump Hammond
with itr
Now, Lobelia,' says |, don't be-
Almond" says she.
"'Now. Miss Adkins, don't be
hasty. T.
49, Almond"
"Weli. / backed faster and faster.
and she follered me right up till at
last begun to run. Round and round
the place we went. me scarf for my
life and she fairly frothing with rage.
Finally ! bust through the door and
put for the woods at a rate that beat
Hammond's going all boiler. never
stopped till got close to the palm
tree. Then ! whistled and Hammond
answered.
when told him about the rumpus
he set and laughed like an idiot.
"''Ow d'you like Miss 'Ankins' love-
making? he says.
You'll like it less n l do l says.
If she gets up here with that club"
after a spell we decided that our
only chance was to sneak down to the
| schooner In the dark and put to sea,
leaving Lobelia alone in her glory.
"WelI. we waited till II O'Clock or
so, and then we crept down to the
beach. tiptoeing past the shanty for
fear of waking Lobclia. We got on
the schooner all right, hauled up an
| Choir. h'isted sail and stood out Of the
lagoon with fair wind. When we
was fairly to sea we shook hands.
"'Lawd,' says Hammond. drawing
a long breath. 1 never was so Apply
in my life. This ere lady killing bust
ness amt in my line
HE felt so good that he set by the
wheel and sung 'Goodby. Sweet'art.
Goodby.' for an hour or more.
"In the morning we was In sight Of
another small island. and out on a
pint was passed. Of folks jumping
up ard down and waving n signal.
I'VE put about for 'em and picked
'em up. letting their boat tow behind
the schooner. There was five of 'cm.
a ragged and dirty lot OF Malays and
half breeds.
"A chap with scraggy black whis-
kers and SORT Of worried look on his
face stepped fcr'ard and made "A bow.
He looked like Il cross between n Span
lard and Il Malay. and guess that's
what he was.
"'Senors.' says be. palavering and
scraping. 'boat-my boatr
"'W'at's e giving US" says Ham
mond.
Hammond says. I swan to man
II don't believe we've picked up the
real crew Of this craftr
"'Si. senior: boat-my boat. Crew.
crow! says Whiskers. waving his
hands toward the rest Of his gang.
"'Hall right. skipper says Ham,
a,ond. Glad TO see yer back haboard.
Make yerselves well ut 'ome. 'Ow dyer
lose or In the first place"
"'Ooman, senurs.' says Whiskers In
half whisper. CONAN, she here?'
Hammond says !. what's O
CONAN"
| LuSc, SaHS itdluinouu, willis
to know watts become Of Lobelia
Adkins
"'No, senor' says to the Teller
CONAN no here. CONAN there! And
p'inted In the direction Of our island
"Well. sir, you oughter have seen
that Malay gangs faces light up. They
all bust out grlnnIng and laifing. and
Whiskers fairly Rugged me and then
Hammond. Then he made one Of the
Malays take the wheel instead Of me.
but was curious. and l says. pint
ing toward Lobelia's island:
"'Ooman your wifeT
"'No. no. no. says he. shaking his
head like It would come or. CONAN
no wife. Wife there and he p'inted