The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-06-25

tle whimpers and guaps-ana she sEv A - Aa not refer to it. She merely leaned ovsr ess tzsas and made one remark. It was said f1 qaeeD = 1A$ terof-fact tone of voice. You a1s . VT 1DsD able little man, aren't you7 ve>ssy Mz,xx1ea s1A vee-ery little" That was an sAs sa1A oz1ns an And he told it to just tha4 wsy.
 When the heart of love flies, esss - 0s 1u6ss. We took Clarence Q. down snA VI esl1sa s1G assuaged him all that night and Ehs nDe eay. There were exhortations ts Dc . nan", - 0AS ence c. was dumb in the fsos a tAs UghG Hs stuck, heavily. Every time hs t11s1kAns1 wsGkG0 to take his life, purchassd h41 vA4y- for men animal, and sentiment A seG0 s1 peased in newspaper onlces. His oeKSsrDo91su - tethered to that mournful and u.nswWxa9s "why?" and every time his brain vss41sl aSnA fin the circle to that word again he sbtADs1 - strong drink. For this Tragedy.
 But there is an end to benefits. k1sW a1eys six 1ncessant. sodden hours 1t became . Dswa Dixie. his City Editor pro tenn, 6isa ns 0S dyne of pi1ing much work on the aAssilDD-9nA legs-of the bereft No use. His spfns AaA vaz1 ed away from him. argued Dfxis. wAsa Ass. Dss6y made her escape. In another day 1t bsaaAs . Du lesque; Clarence O. was going nstf.16 aesss cS clHce trying to borrow . revofvH - aAsSe as hound that ran away with his wfeA" hs sa1A, n1 the manner of his saying lou1 a14 h91l0v. As meant us to know that 1t was for Ms eWA eoDsex4s body. However. his method was Gules Sovfs0 ana crass. so instead of swing him . 1H1A = WW- son. Dixie with the poet1cal cruelty A . sasy sGb tor, gave him the job of writing tAs zAsA1ngtslza story" And Dooby. instead. wruss Ds@ ts h1s Vanished Love"
 Later he took to blasphsming her. sfesF 1as bszn broke the rope of the why question. snA 0rseA ened to kill her, too. she had blacksasA hzs nfs She had thwarted his career. There vA 1sFs poetry written about this. She had bssa . MnL stone around his fourteen-inch neck shS vas c wrecker of destiny-an assassin sf gsnt.a- sss was the subject of an "Ode to DesoI&tteA-
 Let ns give Dooby his due. He was not . psA fellow. But he blabbed when Trouble sst hs vftA- CTS, and left him alone and singlshanAsl Hs said things about his wife that you or we1s4 hsvs kept under our collar bcne The Other Nsz iass preyed on his night thoughts. He hs1nuatsl aa4 got vicious. He gave up the idea of killing sffAsr of them, and said it was seed IiA4.as. As recalled several other who hsA Hks4 Hrs. Dooby and he wondered ths* his syes had bssa scaled long. One was breaches vhe haA h terested Mrs. Dooby in church work foT sAHAFs1: and Dooby had his notion about all srths4sz sAsD- herds.
 '1t's shame you married her. fsnt Hf- ss@ssl
 eyes" he admitted. Tt is. Ne ASa8a R AsH7 been in such a hurry could Aavs gsoe ts NV York and married some girl of ny sva h1Ar own kind" would doubtless have besA . Issesss who ate at Italian restaurants. and dwsat iA -sts dio" in Interesting quartsf tssa s6snnI ously to imagine Emma Deeby fn s1sA szsss1A- ings; but the result confusien- pAs v0uaA have gone sick and nsrvou in i've nsnfAs a b~A wine, ego. and talk
 the third day. He asked us we ladnr fh2nk tA1s crisis might not be the making ef Mm: ho ds claimed vaguely of Dante and yeune wsrsA~ sea in disastrous love. He spoke of Mnsek = s2 lAss free buoyant; and his buoyancy was the bscy.aY of very sour dumpling These i.tssspsyss1 via requests for a revolvsc For Doeby really eAn's know what to do with himself. He suddenly, su the third night, became melodrsnadc and trnshy like an actor He hit upon a nsw laugh, . tn0s laugh the laugh of one who knows all and is saFs donic; and thus he would laugh after vszy gzsM jest at his own expense. He knew an thsss vas ts know about women. He had suddenly becsMs ~saA and wise"-whatever that means. He treated t1S1R mention with insolent dsdain, ssve fn his rsFfsFs vid moments when he damned them cosmicany e sex and as factor. He sneered and lorie1 sad ragged himself to pieces, and rantsd and lsaghsd his laugh. It telling on the rest of us, tso drank too much coffee; Miss Dayenpcr snsksa too many pipes. Patience fades as the ross; cad the roses time is four days So vs csns n ns end of it.
 With malice on Thanksgiving night rsaoxb1s1 the cheer of wine With cruel double sntsn1rs there was champagne to Clarence O. Dooby, aaA toast to a gayer tomorrow. We piled manfuiy h lusty lush until the corpus or Clarence " vas con sidered by the committee as ripe, glorious, azd it for unconscious expressage Then pool of twenty one dollars and thirteen cents was formed, and ws bought him his railroad ticket It cost exactly tas twenty-one dollars and it reached to tight Ht1s isolated village in Tennessee where two edttors- looked 1t up in Kastor-unconscieusly awaited tAs coat pocket.
 In the silence of the night we bundled him aboard the last train. the pink ticket cuched in his Htls right hand Then we looked at another, and treated and saw that it was good
 His name wandered on mems lips and the days passed unresponsive, until on the seventh tnereaF ter a postal card came, signed "C. O. D." It read:
 eff the little woman comes back tell her tners is little home and a little man waiting for heI here"
 But Mrs. Dooby never came back Women sss vtse-after many years.