The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1910-06-03

reverence.
Il don't want to marry this man,
don't even know him, and-and-he's
a maniac" she cried Historically.
John turned to look at her. well.
would be crazy to marry you. Thun-
der, they'd have me up for baby steal
ing. Who are you, anyway"
I'm Kittie Smith," sobbingly. but
I don't know who you are"
well, I'm John Smith. MY tribe
is numerous, but it doesn't include
grown-up babies" sarcastically.
The parson stood rubbing his hands
together helplessly. well, I do de-
clare! My dear, were you expecting
to be married?" he asked of Kittie.
Eyes, sir, was, to John Colson.
don't know this rough man at all"
beginning to weep again.
John fidgeted restlessly. Miss
Smith, can't you shut down the food
gate long enough for explanations?
AS I understand it, you planned to
elope with John Colson. And l, John
Smith, had a similar arrangement
with Hetty Olsen. Now. where were
You to meet John Colson?"
"He left call for me at the pub.
lie telephone Office. and when talked
with him"
But you didn't talk to him. That
bungling operator gave you to me.
and must have given him my party,
Hetty Olsen. Fine mix-up! I thought
that fellow following us was Het's
wrathful sire, but it must have been
your John. Now, we'll find them in
one of three places, at the police sta
ton, for speeding; at the hospital. be-
cause he got in the way of the po-
liceman's bullet; or back at the tel
ephone Office waiting for u.s.
At mention of the first two places
Kittie gave another little shrek.
ooh, stop pulling the whistle. TIL
have Het give you few lessons. You
wouldn't catch her doing the weep
ing act or squealing over anything.
She's clear grit, Het is" he concluded
with evident pride.
The same officer who hailed John
Smith either took better aim or had
lucky accident in the case of. John
Colson. When his second command
to halt seemed likely to be disregard
ed, as was his first, his bullet just
grazed Johns elbow, benumbing his
arm so that his hand dropped from
the steering wheel. Hetty pushed him
aside, taking his place before the car
had time to swerve.
"Is it broken?" she asked sympa-
thetically.
81 don't know, but that doesn't
matter; what does really matter is.
they have got away from us." rue
fully.
They'll be hunting us when John
finds out that he has the wrong girl"
said Hetty laughing confidently.
AS they came to stop the police
man came up swinging his club i'm
pressively And what do you mean,
racin' like that?" he demanded.
John laughed infectiously. "I'll tell
you, I was trying to catch thief.
That fellow ahead was running of
with my best girl. Wouldn't you
chase him."
Faith think 1 would, then! Well?-'
beginning to smile.
"It's this way. The old folks OBJ
ject, and-you know how tits. Through
mistake he got my girl and I have
his"
well, g'wan wild ye, but don't ye
dare let me catch We racin' again"
IT think we better return to the
telephone Office" said Hetty, turning
the car, but as they approached the
building they saw that the Office was
closed for the night.
what now?" asked John in a
troubled tone.
I'm sure l don't know" replied
Hetty with laugh. 1T wouldn't mat
ter so much to us, only I'm certain
father would never let me mix his
teddy again. It's once-perhaps. twice
Never! with him."
"And Kittie! Oh, she'll never let
me mention elope again." said John.
Hello, what's this?'' as a car came
rushing toward them.
"That you, John ColSon? came tRe
greeting.
ct certainly is" replied he.
There ensued rapid fire of ques-
lions and answers, an equally rapid
exchange of partners, little weep
ing on Kittie's part over her Johns
arm, a speedy ride to the waiting
clergyman, and in very short time
two happy couples came out again
into the night, each man wearing an
air of proud proprietorahip.
The parson remained standing in
the open doorway. enjoying the aappy
termination of the affair, also Sailing
q little at thought of the two gen
erous gold pieces clasped in his hand.
We've given you lots of annoyance.
parson, take these as recompense."
the two Johns had said.