The Delta independent., 1912-07-05
Copyright, 1871, BY u. Z Fly 90
SYNOPSIS.


torie Newton decide to elope, but wreck
bf taxicab prevents their seeing minister
IN the way to the train.
CHAPTER II.-Transcontinental train
= taking on passengers. Porter has
lively time with an Englishman and InA
Lathrop. a Yankee business man.
CHAPTER III-The elopers have an
exciting time getting to the train.
CHAPTER Iv.-'Little Jimmie" We'll
hngton. bound for Reno to get a divorce.
boards train in maudlin condition. Later
Mrs. Jimmie appears.
CHAPTER XI.-Ira Lathrop, woman
hating bachelor, discovers an old sweet
heart, Anne Cattle. a fellow passenger.
CHAPTER xII-Mallory vainly hunts
for a preacher among the passengers.
CHAPTER xIII.-Mrs. Wellington
hears Little Jimmie's voice. Later she
meets Mrs. Whitcomb.
CHAPTER xIv-Mallory reports to
Marjorie his failure to find preacher.
CHAPTER xv-They decide to pretend
berth. fhAe' anu A'' -''N'
-Never!" he seconded. So that
resolution passed the house unani.
mously.
They held hands in luxury a while,
then she began again: still, we must
pretend. You start it, love"
mo, you start it," he pleaded.
You ought to-" she beamed. You
got me into this mess"
The word slipped out Mallory
started: Mess! How is it my fault!
Good Lord, are you going to begin
chucking it up?"
We'll, you must admit, darling, ="
Marjorie urged, that you've bungled
everything pretty badly
1t was SO undeniable that he could
only groan: And l suppose I'll hear
of this till my dying day, dearest"
Marjorie had little temper all her
own. So she defended it: "If you are
SO afraid of my temper, love, perhaps
you'd better call it all of before it's
too Late
Il didn't say anything about your
temper, sweetheart" Mallory insisted.
You did, too, honey. You said I'D
chuck this up till your dying day. AS
II had such disposition! You can
stay here" She rose to her feet. He
pressed her back with a decisive mo-
tion, and demanded: Where are you
going?"
up in the baggage car with
Snoozleums," she SMILED He's the
only one that doesn't find fault with
me-"
Mallory was stung to action by this
crisis: Wait" he said. He leaned
out and motioned down the alley.
Porter! Wait a moment, darling.
Porter,"
The porter arrived with a half-fold.
"Yassah!'
Reckoning him closer, Mallory mum.
bled in low tone: rs there an ex.
ira berth on this carr"
The porter's eyes seemed to re-
buke his ears. Does you want this
upper made up?"
"No-of course not"
"Ex-excuse me, / thought"
Don't you dare to think" Mallory
thundered. Isn't there another low
or berth?"
The porter breathed hard, and gave
this bridal couple up as a riddle that
followed no known rules. He went to
fnd the sleeping car conductor, and
returned with the information that
the diagram showed nobody assigned
to number three.
Then I'll take number three" said
Mallory. poking money at the porter.
And still the porter could not under
stand.
Now, lemme onderstan' you-all,"
he stanmered. Does you both move
over to numba three, or does yo'-yo'
lady remain heah, while Jest you pre-
ambulates?"
Just l preambulate, you black
houndH Mallory answered, in a
threatening tone. The porter could
understand that, at least, and he
bristled away with meek: "Yessah.
Numba three is yours sah."
The troubled features OF the baf-
ned porter cleared up as by magic
when he arrived at number three, for
there he found his tyrant and tor
mentor, the English invader.
He remembered how Indignantly
Mr.. Wedgewood had refused to show
his ticket, how cocksure he was of
his number how he had leased the
porter's services as sort of private
nurse, and had paid no advance roy
alties.
And now he was sprawled and snor-
ing majestically among his many lug
cages, like sleeping lion. Revenge
tasted good to the humble porter; 1t
tasted like a candied yam smothered
in 'possum gravy. He smacked his
thick lips over this revenge. With
all the insolence of a servant in brief
authority, he gloated over his prey.
and prodded him awake. Then MUIR
INJURED with hypocritical deference:
Excuse me. but could ! see yo' ticket
for yo' seat?"
Certainly not! It's too much