The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1911-11-07

louhb oihClhl Win authority, you W
pow finished you days wof@-o. and IT.
against regulations for you 70 toucl
my of the mail matter" .
oh, damn the regulations" shout
ID Asahel-and # was the nearest tc
profanity The men had ever heard
rom him learned the regulations
md ct them up. young man, while
sou was still suckin' taffy round the
streets here, It's little Elsie Denton's
birthday, an she's geln to have her
letter II lose my plagued job. An
want a postmark ON that letter."
81 won't stamp IT, said the young
man in an injured tone. and II you
; take Il out of the office Ill prefer
charges against you, Rugg"
What's the matter out here. any,
how" asked the good-natured post,
master coming out Of his office, SUR
prised at the wordy disturbance In HIS
we'll ordered establishment.
Rugg. here. has taken a letter out
Of The mail and says he's going TO do
liver it TO Miss Denton, and | forbid
him 10 do it, it's against reguIations,'
accused the assistant.
That's the case. exactly. Mr.
Wells. said Asahel. 81 know the
regulate ions as we'll HI tho next man,
bul there's little girl cryin' her eyes
out for this letter, and she's goin' I'd
have it ii have to fight my way outer
his blamed place. III the Postmaster
| General come into that door aotc, I'd
take ii right out before his face and
eyes. Mr. Wells
The postmaster laughed good.humori
edly. Asa. you're an old mule" he
said. "but I'll be darned II I've got
the nerve TO fight you. You know
we've got to respect the rules: but IL
your minds set ON delivering that let
ter, we haven't enough force here to
stop you. And | don't want to lose
my best carrier, Asa. You Just stamp
the letter and give 1t back to him,
Stanley, and I'll be responsible for
the infraetion Of rules. Asa Is kind
OF an old friend of the Denton family,
and guess perhaps he's got right
TO lake their mail up TO them IL they
want him to-"
tant heres another letter and par.
eel to so to Dentons': might as Well
take the whole lot while he's about
IT,"
Asahel peered curiously at the par
eel 1t was small and square and
bore the imprint of jewellery house,
but the address was in the unmistak
able cramped. inky writing Of Mr..
Halsey Sears.
Il don't want that" he snapped:
"this letters all | want, tell you'll"
"Oh, do let Asa have what he wants
any way he wants 1t, and let him CO."
cried Mr.. Wells.
II was near tea-tIme and Elsie sat
by one of the parlor windows still pre-
tending to read Asahel approached
the house cautiously, like q bandit.
He dared not walk boldly In at the
gate and ring the bell, for there was
but one hand into which he would will
ingly give his treasure. He walked
with affected unconcern up the other
side Of the street. and then came back
and stopped in the shade Of big lilac
which grew over the Denton fence.
lie saw Elsie at the window, but hesi'
tated lest other members of the family
might be quite as near him as the girl.
AT last he chirruped strained little
whistle. and uttered hoarse whls-
per. which might Gave been heard
from cellar to garret I'm the house:
"E lsle!"
With that marvellous intuition pc
culiar TO the sex. which never fails a
conspirator in extremity. the girl got
up and laid down her book and saun-
tered out into the garden like a con-
summate actress.
Here | am" whispered Asahel--
"oyer here"
And she stroled over to the lilac
and plucked a branch before she
reached the fence
Here It IS. Elsie" he whispered,
eagerly thrusting the fat letter into
her trembling hands. you have Mr..
Wells to thank for It; he let me bring
It TO you. But don't tell, cause It's
against regulations"
II was thus that Asabel usually
shifted the credit for his good deeds
on 10 others.
without word the girl tore off the
envelope and LET # fall TO the ground,
and breathlessly scanned the closely
written sheets; and the crystal dew
rushed into her eyes, and a rosy flush
which had lately been absent from
her cheeks came back to its own sud-
denly. And as she devoured the writ
ten speech. she so utterly forgot that
such person as Carrier No ] lived
that she never knew when he stole
softly away up the street with the
smile Of a saint on his face to hasten
home and tell Mrs Rugg all about II.
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