The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1912-05-17

standstill. II monuments and tablets
are ever erected to the first woman
who smoked publicly In this place o.
that, Mrs. Jimmie Wellington will be
variousiy remembered and occupy q
large place In historical record.
The narrow confines of the women's
room on the sleeping car soon palled
on her, and she objected to smoking
there except when she felt the added
luxury OF keeping some other woman
outside-fuming, but rot smoking.
And now Mrs. Jimmie had staked out
claim on the observation platform.
She sat there, putting like major
general, and in one portion OF Ne
braska two farmers fell of their agrir
cultural vehicles at the sight OF her
cfgar-smoke trailing after the train.
In Wyoming three cowboys followed
her for a mile, yipping and bowling
their compliments.
NJ Feeling the smoke mood coming on,
Mrs. Wellington invited Mrs. Temple
to smoke with her, but Mrs. Temple
felt reminiscent qualm at the very
thought, so Mrs. Jimmie sauntered
out alone, to the great surprise OF
Ira Lathrop, whose motto was, Two
heads are better than one" and who
was apparently willing to wait till
Anne Gattle's head grew on his
shoulder.
at trust don't intrude." Mrs. Well
ington said. t
"Oh, no. oh, yes" Anne gasped in
fiery confusion as she fed into the
car, followed by the purple-faced Ira,
who slammed the door with a growl:
THAT Wellington woman would break
up anything"
The prim little missionary toppled
into the nearest chair: ''Oh, Ira, what
will she think?"
"She can't think" Ira grumbled.
I'm a little while she'll know"
Don't you think we'd better tell
everybody before they begin to talk?"
Ira glowed with pride at the
thought and murmured with all the
ardor Of senile Romeo: II suppose
so, ducky darling. I'll break it,
mean I'll tell 1t to the men, and you
tell the women"
"All right, dear, I'll obey you," she
answered, meekly
"Obey met" Ira laughed with boy
ish swagger. And you a mission
| ary!"
well, I've converted one heather,
| anyway" said Anne as she darted
down the corridor, followed by Ira,
who announced his intention to "go
to the baggage car and dig up his old
! Prince Albert
the mysterious woman in the state
room. They were too full of their
own mystery to give thought to. hers.
Mrs. Fosdick went timidly prowling
toward the observation car, suspect
ing everybody to be spy, as Mallory
suspected everybody to be q clergy
man In disguise.
| past the mems clubroom she saw her
husband-her here-and-there husband
YEARLY counting the telegraph
posts and summing them up into
miles. She tapped on the glass and
signalled to him, then passed on.
He answered with look, then pre-
tended not to have noticed, and wait
ed few moments before he rose with
an elaborate air OF carelessness. He
beckoned the porter and said:
Let me know the moment we en-
ter Utah, will your"
"Yassah. Well be comm along
right soon now. We got to pass
through the big Aspen tunnel, after
that, befo' long, We splounce into old
/ Utah."
hDont forget" said Fosdick, as he
sauntered out. Ashton perked up his
ears at the promise Of tunnel and
kept his eye on his watch.
Fosdick entered the observation
room with a hungry look In his
luscious eyes. His now-andthen wife
put up a warning finger to indicate
Mrs. Whitcomb's presence at the
writing desk.
Fosdick's smile froze into a smirk
of formality and he tried to chill his
tone as If he were speaking to a total
|
Good afternoon"
Mrs. Fosdick answered with equal
fee: Good afternoon. Won't you sit
DOWN."
Thanks. Very picturesque seem
cry, isn't it%
isn't it," Fosdick seated himself.
looked about cautiously, noted that
Mrs. Whitcomb was apparently alb
sorbed in her letter, then lowered his
voice confidentially. His face kept up
strained pretense of Indifference,
but his whisper was passionate with
longing:
HAS my poor little wiley missed
her poor old hubby?"
'Oh, so much!" she whispered.
"Has poor little hubby missed his
poor old wife?"
Horribly. Was she lonesome in
tia. dismal stateroom all by her
seif1"
IN, so miserable! ! can't stand It
much longer
Fosdick's face blazed with good
news: I'm just little while we come