Daily press. [volume] (Newport News, Va.) 1896-current, 1910-12-11

eight Jolly good fellows. and they had
sung with great enthusiasm.
Mrs. Flint said that IL was my duty
to live on for the sake Of the cat but
l cannot and will not The disgrace
is too deep. No pirate would have act
ed worse. cannot live and face II.
You not only drank the cider and sung
the song, but you deceived me when
you got home. You let me worry
about your being sunstruek. IL Is the
end, Samuel-the very end. Tonight
depart for that place where there Is
neither hard cider nor Jolly good fei-
lers. You needn't put ii on my tomb
stone that you drove me to II, but ev-
erybody viii know it Just the same"
Silence Of the Deacon.
Still no word from the deacon. That
cider was good. He could almost
taste IL over again. He had drunk
more than he intended 10, but human
nature is weak. Aud he read that
when two bees get 60 scrapplng all the
other bees stood back aud gave them
a fair show to knock down and drag
out.
IL can take pizen. Samuel-i can
take pizen, cut my throat or hang my
self. I'm willing to leave it all to you.
though I must do one or tother.
Where had you rather should do the
deed-upstairs, down cellar or right
here? want TO make It the hanciest
and most conveHent' for you, not be
cause I love you. but I'm a wife who
has never made trouble and don't
want TO at the last end 4
The deacon raised his eyes from the
circular and gaked alta picture of Ma
poleon medItating ut ST. Helena, but
he wasn't trying to make up'his MIND
what 10 advise. He was wondering
why bee didn't have sixteen legs so
that he could do more walking when
his wings got tired.
anucl. you do not say went on
sMrs. Dolby. "Well. didn't expect
you 10. YOU don't care how get shef
of myself so that l only so. Then you
can drink hard cider every day and
have no one to complain about it. You
will probably drink barrel week.
but as shall be playing on a golden
harm slant care. Samuel. do you
want TO kiss me a last farewellF'
Waiting For the Thud.
II he did lie didn't say so. He drop
ped his eyes to the circular and left
Napoleon to 60 to. He read that a
honeybee could lick caterpillar In
seventeen seconds by the watch and
that when n hornet and n bee met 1t
was n Cripple TO the death.
well. will go upstairs and hang
myself. You ~il find my dead body
when you come up. There may be
tears on my pale. cold cheeks, Don't
hurry Yourself any. Be as long in
coming rs you want to. l shall try
not TO let my tongue hang out when l
find myself going. After any one has
lust eaten a piece of huckleberry pie
they should keep their tongue hidden.
Well. farewell. Samuel"
Sh. turned away. but Samuel was
bloc. OF stone. Not even n toe crack
ed. lie heard Der go upstairs. but he
read on He heard the scuffic of feet
on the floor. but it was naugbt to him.
He helrd choking. gasping sounds. but.
he still read OF bees
Fifteen minutes went by. The house
was like a grave.
Then some one descending the stairs.
Then some one entering the ROOM
Then some one sighinG-
Then some one saying:
Samuel. I have been looking for a
piece of black cloth to make n patch
for your trousers. and I've found
something perfectly elegant 2ust look
at It, I'll have it on before you are
up in the morning"
And the deacon stretched. yawned
and fosc up to wind the clock and get
ready for bed. Another crisis had
passed.