Mexico Missouri message. (Mexico, Audrain County, Mo.) 1899-1918, 1912-07-25
CHAPTER XIII.
Hostilitles Begin.

During Mallorys absence, Marjorie
had met with a little adventure OF
her own. Ira Lathrop finished his re-
encounter with Anne Cattle shortly
after Mallory set out stalking clergy
men. In the mingled confusion OF
finding his one romantic fame still
glowing on a vestal altar, ard OF
shocking her with an escape OF pro-
family, he backed away from her pres
.ence. and sank into his own berth.
He realized that he was not alone
Somebody was alongside. He turned
TO find the great tear-spent eyes OF
Marjorie staring at him. He rose
with a recrudescence OF his woman
hating wrath. and dashing up the
aisle, found the porter Just returning
from the baggage car. He seized the
black factotum and growled:
Say, porter, there's a woman in
my berth"
The porter chuckled. incredulous:
Woman IN 20 BERTH"
~Yes-get her OUT
-'Yassah,' the porter nodded, and
advanced on Marjorie with a gentle,
Scuse ne. missus-yo' berth is num-
ba one"
Il don't care" snapped Marjorie.
Il won't take it."
But this VI belongs TO that gentle
man"
He can have mine-ours-Nr. NAL
lory's," cried Marjorie. pointing 20
the white-ribboned tent in the farther
end OF the car. Then she gripped the
arms of the seat. as If defying evic,
ton. The porter stared at her in
helpless chagrin. Then he shuiied
back and murmured: Il reckon you q
beta put her out"
Lathrop withered the coward witt
one coutemptuous look, and strobe
down the aisle with "a determined
grimness. he took his ticket from
mis- pocket as a clinching proof OF hi
title, and thrust II out at Marjorie
She gave II one Indifferent glance, anC
then her eyes and mouth puckered, a
II she had munched a green persim
mon, and a long low vail ike dis
tant engine-whistle, stole from he
tips. Ira Lathrop stared at her II
blank wrath. doddered irresolutely
and roared.
"Agh. let her have It."
The porter smiled triumphantly an
said: she says you kin have he
berth He pointed at the bridal al
Dor Lathrop almost exploded at tn
idea
Now he felt a hand on his shoulder
and turned to see Little Jimmie Vel
Ington emerging from his berth wit
an enormous smile:
Say, Pop, have you seen Lowell
rice-trap? Stick around till she tlops
But Lathrop flung away 10 tn
smoking room Little Jimmie turne
10 the jovial negro:
Porter, porter"
I'm right by you"
What time dyOu say we get I
Reno?"
"Mawnin Of the 10th day, sab"
Well, call NE just before We 70
in"
And he rolled in. His last word
foated down the aisle and met Mr.
Little Jimmie Wellington just return
ing from the Womens Room, wheI
she had sought nepeEthe in more tina
one OF her exquisite little cigars III
familiar voice. Familiarity bibulou
smote her ear with amazement 81
beckoned the porter TO her anxiousl
Porter, Porter, DO you kno
the name OF the man who just hu
T!ed in"
Nom" said the porter. Il recko
mes so broken up he amt got an
name left"
1t couldn't be" Mrs. Jimmie muse
Things can be sometimes sal
the porter.
You may make up my berth now
said Mrs. Wellington, forgetting thi
Anne Cattle was still there. Mr.
Wellington FASTENED 70 apologize, al
begged her to stay, but the spinst'
wanted to be far away from the di