Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1911-04-20
CHATTER XVI.

Beasley's chsrioteer was credit 10
tie resources Of bis invention. The
blacksmith might be back any min
ute; 81 was dinner time. aud be was
hlusTy; Heury, the horse, was tired;
q wasn't q nice day for riding and
be would come over some other tine
ard take the widow out; he But
Debby had q conclusive answer FOR
each protest
"You said yourself the blacksmith
wouldn't be bacs for an hour" she OBJ
served. And you can leave word
with the boy what he's to do when he
does come AS for dinner, III be real
glad 10 give you and Miss Dorcas a
snack soons we get back. don't
mind II q amt pleasant day. A litus
fresh alrIl do me good. been shut
up here hous0cleanin' ever since got
back from ont west Now hurry right
along and fetch your horse. III un.
lock the barn"
But Mrs Beasley," put in the
scho0lmistress, why couldn't you give
US note 10 Mrs. Atwood and let US
stop FOR the diary on our way homer
could return II to yov by mail, or
you might get II yourself some other
day and mail II 10 me"
mo. no! Never put of tn tomor'
rer what you can do today. Ny bus
band was a great hand to put OF and
PIT %. For the last eight years Of
bis lie | was at him TO buy a new
go-to- meetin' suit Of clothes The one
he had was blue 10 start with, but
II faded TO a brown, and toward the
I last Of II declare II 1t didn't com
mence TO turn green. Nothin' could
sag would make him heave It away
even then; seemed to think more Of It
/ than ever. said he wanted to hang 70
/ II a spell and see what 'twould turn
next But he died and was laid out
I IN that same suit, and was so mortl-
/ fed at the funeral | couldn't think Of
nothin' else No; II, SO after them
papers and the diary while they're
fresh in ny mind And. besides, do
you .'pose ia let Sarah Ann Atwood
rummsge through my uunksl ] guess
uOtw
Phoebe began TO be sorry she had
thought Of sending for the diary, par
ticularly as the chance Of its contain
ing valuable information was so re-
mote. Mrs. Beasley went into the
house to dress for the ride. The
gchoolmlstress went with her as far as
the sitting room. The perturbed Bal
ley staked of, muttering, to the black
smiths
In little while he Returned, leading
/ Henry by the Bride Debby, adorned
with the beAowered bonnet she had
worn when she arrived at the Cy
Whitaker place and with black cloth
cape over her lean shoulders, was wait
Ing for him by the open door Of the
barn. The cape had fur collar, "cat
fur" so Mr. Bangs said afterward In
describing It.
Pull the su!lsy right out% command
ed the widow
Bailey stared into the black interior
OF the barn.
(which ls TT" he shouted.
Mrs. Beasley pointed with her ear
trumpet
"Why, that one there, Of course.
T'other's a truck cart You wouldn't
expect me 10 ride IN that, would your
Mr.. Bangs entered the barn, seized
the vehicle indicated by the shafts and
drew It out into the yard. He inspect
cd II deliberately and then sat weakly
down on the chopplng block near by.
Apparently be was overcome by emo
ton.
The "sulLy" bequeathed by the late
doctor had been built to order for its
former owner. II was Of the carry
all variety, except that 1t had but a
single narrow seat. Its top was
square and was curtalned. the curtains
being tightly buttoned down. Alto
gether It was something Of O curiosity.
Miss Dawes. who had come out to see
the start. looked at the 'sulky," then
at Mr.. Bangs face and turned her
back. Her shoulders shook.
at used 10 be real nice carriage
when Ezra had H." commented the
widow adrnlringly. ut needs lin md
sprucin up now. but guess twill do
Gomez TO Bailey, who had not risen
from the chopping block. Hurry ur
and harness or we'll never get started
Thought you wanted to get back for
dlnnerW
Mr. Bangs stood up and heavei q
sigh
~ did" he answered slowly, but"
with n glnnce nc the sulky. "somethin'
seems TO have took away my appetite
Teacher, do you moan to-
But Miss Dawes had withdrawn to
the corner OF the house, from which
viewpoint she seemed to bo inspecting
the surrounding landscape Bailey
seized Henry by the bride and back.
ed him into the shafts.
Back upr' he roared. Back up. |
tell youl You needn't look Mt me that
way" he added IN lower tone II
can't help It. You amt any worse
ashamed than am. THERE The ark $