The Delta independent., 1912-09-06

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ink?"
YES" laughed Wellington. "But
you say I need you. How?"
we'll, you've got maybe some beg
getch, some trunks-yes?"
YES"
we'll, in the foist place, am an
expressman. deliver 'em to your
address-yes? We're iss it?"
81 haven't got any yet"
ALSO l am addressman. Do you
want 1t a nice hotel?-or a fine house
or an apartment?-or maybe q
boarding g-house?-yes? How long do
you make a residence?"
"Six months"
mo longer?"
mot a minute"
Take a fine house, den. / got some
beauties just vacated"
For a year?-no thanks"
"All the leases in Reno run for six
months only"
"Well, I'd like to look around a lit.
tie first"
Good. Don't forAet us. You come
out here for six months. You want
maybe a good quick divorce-yes?"
THE quickest can get"
DO you want It confidential? or
very nice and noisy?"
whats that?"
I've are press agents and also sup
press agents. Some likes 'em one
way, some likes 'em anudder. Vich
do you want it?"
Quick and quiet"
painless divorce is our specially.
II you pay me an advence deposit
now. file your claim de minute de
train stops and your own wife don't
know you're divorced"
"I'll think 1t over" said Wellington,
rising with resolution.
Don't forget US. Baumann and
Blumen. Satisfaction guaranteed or
your wife refunded. Avoid substt.
toots." And then, seeing that he could
not extract any cash from Little Jim.
mie. Mr.. Baumann descended upon
Mallory, who was just finishing his
shave. Laying his hand on Mailory'a
arm. he began:
"Excoose. pIeass. Can fit you out
Wit a nice divorce?"
Divorce? = me! = that's good"
laughed Mallory at the vision OF It.
Then a sudden idea struck him II
took no great genius to see that Mr..
there were other marriers to be had.
you don't perform marriages. do
your" he asked.
Mr.. Baumann drew himself up:
"Who says ! don't? Amt a justice
of the peaces?"
Mallory put out his hand in wei
come: then a new anxiety chilled
him. He had license for Chicago,
but Chicago was far away: do
need a license in Nevada?"
why shouldn't your" said Mr.. Bau-
mann. Don't all sorts Of things got
to have a license in Nevada, saloons.
husbands. dogs"
"How could l get one?" Mallory
asked as he went on dressing.
"Ain't got few Wit me? Do you
want to get a nice re-marriage II
cense?"
"Re-marriage?- ?-huh!" he looked
round, and, seeing that no one else
was near: II haven't taken the first
step yet"
Mr.. Baumann laved his hands in
one another: "A betchelor? All, / see
you want to marry a nice divorcee
lady in R-r-reno"
"She isn't in Reno and she has
never been married. either"
This simple statement seemed tc
astound Mr.. Baumann:
"A betcheller marry maiden!-in
Reno!-oi. OF, oil! It hasn't been
done yet. but 1t might be-"
Mallory looked him over and Q
twinge OF distaste disturbed him (:
You furnish the license. but-er-ah
lis there any chance OF a clergyman
"a Christian clergyman-being at the
station?"
IVY do you want It q cioigymani
Can't do 1t just as good? Or nice
fat alderman I can get your"
Mallory pondered: Il don't think
she'd like anything but a clergyman"
"vell." Baumann confessed. "a lady
Is liable to be particular about her
foist marriage. Anyway l sell you dc
license"
"All right"
Mr.. Baumann whipped out port
folio full OF documents, and as he
searched them. philosophical: "A
man ought always to carry good mar.
riage license. 1t might be he should
need It in a hurry" He took large
iron seal from his side-pocket and
stamped the paper and then, with
fountain pen poised, pleaded: wat Ia
the names, pleassY"
mot so loud!" Mallory whispered.
Baumann put his finger to his nose,
wisely: II see, It is a confidential
marriage. Sit down once"
When he had asked Mallory the
necessary questions and taken his fee.
he passed over the document by
which The souaraiun skafa of Naxada