Republican news item. [volume] (Laport, Pa.) 1896-19??, 1911-06-09

proat-" and he sputtered a volley of
presumptively adequate expletives.
Brown? What was the occasion
for his succinct diagnosis?"
IVY he come up to the desk, ant
ask for cigar-yes? Ant the lady is
singink, ant while l reach for the
cigar l say, The lady sing nice
yes?' Ant he-vot you say-groont!
-oonh!-so! She haf goot coive-
better as many vot hear in Berlin
/ say. Ant still more he groont-
oouh! You know tie laty?' l say. I
see you start to sit by tie same taple
wit her, Ant right in my face he
say, You Chackass!' and go stomp!
stomp! out from the ofIice!"
"And so he called you a damned
jackass!" unused Wilberton.
NO" julius corrected him hastily
mot tie tam-he dit not say tam!"
Mrs. Wilberton was absorbed in talk
about the cloud-gray princess with two
other women when Wilberton returned
to the veranda; and as the Mystery
was singing again-a present-day bal
lad--he strolled away, listening and
smoking. Presently he came to
seat under the salt cedars, and drop
ped into it, unconsciously listening to
the voice. 1t was several minutes be-
fore he knew that man was in the
next seat, likewise smoking. The dis
covery did not interest him; for the
Mystery had burst into ripping, roll
licking thing, which he recognized as
dy.' or Bohemian Girl" or the Sui
tan of Zulu" or something-its origin
being of infinitesimal Importance, and
the thing worth while being the delici-
GUS sweetness of its present rendering.
And he listened, and smoked and
looked out over the moonlit bay.
Something like a sigh came from
the next seat as the song ended, and
the glowing cigar was lowered and it's
ash tipped away. Wilberton left
moved by compassion.
That's beautiful voice. he said;
and he was surprised at the softness
of his words-as though the song were
not ended and he did not wish to in
terrupt it.
"The most beautiful / have heard
since-ever," said the Next Seat.
"A Miss Brown of St" began Will
berton.
Yes, | know" interrupted the Next
Seat. Mrs. Brown"
"Oh! Mrs. agreed Wilberton.
"She's beautiful, Widow"
"Widow-Y Yes" he answered And
then: Il knew her husband
the same-related, you know. Knew
them both before they were married
She was beautiful girl-and has
grown more beautiful every year.
Used to like me pretty we'll; and L
well, you can guess about me. But
her husband was high-kicking. hard
mouthed, mean-natured brute, and she
blamed me for it. So of course
When woman holds a man RESPONSE
BILE for her husbands meannesses, he
might as well plead guilty and ac-
cept banishment There was a boy
-"
Some day, jeremiah Wilberton, you
will be sensible enough to pay atten-
ton to my intuitions," Mrs. Wilberton
was declaring with much satisfaction.
They were on the veranda and Wilber-
ton had just been giving her an ac-
count of his conversation with Brown.
Consideration for his own selfish de-
sire to go to sleep had caused him to
withhold the account the night before.
81 knew the minute | saw her." Mrs.
Wilberton continued, that there was
something mysterious about that wo-
man. How on earth men can be SO
completely deluded by such scheming
creatures"
why, what's she been scheming?"
asked Wilberton.
81 am sure she simply drove poor
Mr. Brown-her husband, | mean--to
his grave" Mrs. Wilberton continued
complacently. "And Mr.. Brown-this
Mr.. Brown-has such sad look in his
eyes that | am sure he is suffering
constantly-though why he hasn't
lOullu HtI Oul Dtlolc HOW L CCl ldilly
can't understand. But that is the way
with men. They are perfectly devoted
to women who are heartless, and make
martyrs of women who are constant.
For she is heartless, jeremiah Wilber-
ton. You saw how secluded she kept
herself before he came, as though she
were entirely too good for the rest of
us-some princess of the blood"
"She certainly can give most prn-
cesses forty pounds and romp under
the wire an easy winner in the Good
Looks stake"
Mrs. Wilberton interrupted him
with sniff of impatience and cof.tin.
ued: But as soon as he came and
after her disgraceful rudeness to him
in the dining room"
81 didn't see any rudeness unless
II has become rude to blush when q