Bisbee daily review., 1912-08-04
Their Marrow
 Escapes

was looking pale. T was to meet my wife's cousin downtown to buy pres ent for my wife, and, of course. she was late. I got tired standing in the store entrance. where we were to find each other, so l started down the street to meet her. In the,crowd saw her coming and she was at her old trieks-carrying her handbag tucked carelessly under one arm. ready to tumble out or be grabbed, -
 Keeping my eye on the bag, re solved to give Emma the joit of her life and scare her into fit of com mon sense. Just as 1 got in front of her reached out and took the hand bag. Then l looked at her triumphant ly, condescendiDgly accusingly. At least. I started out with the inteption of crushing her with that sort of a gaze, but never completed it, because well. you see, it wasn't Emma!
 'It was, however, perfectly good imitation of her and she was both scared to death, hopping mad and ready for mysteries. There was one awful second when she opehed her lips to scream and at that instant the crossing policeman looked ten feet high to me and fierce in proportion. In the last panic of desperation l grabbed her arm so hard that it hurt her so she couldn't yell and pleaded for my life. l gasped out that it was a mistake and she indignantly as- sured me it certainly was, the biggest mistake of my life, but that that was what they all said when they got caught.
 q assured her that I thought she w-as my Cousin Emma and she looked atsme scornfully. She was beginning to get back her breath and her cour age. She said no doubt Cousin Emma was a most estimable person, but she didn't thank me for taking her for the cousin of pickpocket and opened her mouth again to scream. I think shook her then-at any rate, her scream was lost. I never before talk cd so fast in my fife or so much. It was like having three seconds before the drop was sprung to say all
 
 great-grandfather who was in the Rev. olutionary war and the new house was building and how respectable the club were to which I belonged and how had credit at all the stores
 Either I Ies her to think I was in sane and dangerous or else my piteous gaze reused a spark of humanity iH her, because by the time the crowd had drawn the policeman to us she quite snapped at him and told him nothing was the trouble and to go back to waving his hand at automo- piles and let her manage her own af- fairs. Anyhow, she let me slink away without raising any row. I'm still shaking!"
 T expect she didn't mind so much, because she'd spent all her money for Christmas, and there wasn't anything in the pocket book" said one of the other men. I'm not precisely breath less over your very narrow escape, because l had one that was so much worse a short time ago. Say. couldn't a blind man with his head in a sack tell from one brief glance al me that l am a respectable, strait laced family man? Could any one ever mistake me fer a gay and rofstering blade, or does any one exist who would dream of accusing me of flirting?
 Well, the other night I was taking my wife and Jones' wife downtown to dinner. Jones was to join us at the cafe. I stopped to buy a paper and the women walked on ahead. IL was ter. ribly crowded on the streets that time of the evening, and my wife is so used to being looked after that I was afraid she would walk under an auto. mobile or sit down and rest on the car tracks or something, so I tore after them. l caught up just as my wife stepped of the sidewalk to the cross. Ing. Slipping my hand under her el. bow, leaned over close and said dis. tinctly-oh, most distinctly-'Be care. ful, dearie, about crossing the street!'"
 Wasn't it your wife?'
 HOf course notin shouted the man WAc aa9 tSiAAlS tue stO1g. lL9 1ElEE your wife in a situation like that.
 Say. the things that. woman said to me then and there! The memory oi them wakes nle up in the night and hey make freseoes all over any wal look at! What did I do? What can a man do whenga woman possessing a fine and fluent command of English and plenty of time starts in to relate her opinion of him fo his face? ] gasped like goldfish on land and turned pea green and maybe I goi down on my knees to her and prayed I'm not sure.
 'My wife and sfrs. Jones were a block ahead and was glad they were eacause my wife is-er-excitable iitin't want to5haTe to explain to her