The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1912-05-30

Still on the train" said the porter.
"You may give me my portman-
teau."
"Yassah." He dragged it from the
upper berth, and set it inside Wedge
woods berth without special care as
to it's destination. Does you desire
anything else, sir?''
Yes, your absence" said Wedge
wood.
THE same to you and many OF
them," the porter muttered to himself,
and added to Marjorie, who was just
starting down the aisle: ''I'll suttainly
be interested in that man gittin'
where he's goin' to git to-" Noting
that she carried Snoozleums, he said:
Were comm into station right
SOON" Without further discussion
she handed him the dog, and he hob
bled away.
When she reached the women's
door, she found Mrs. Wellington wait
ing with increasing evaporation:
"Come, join the line at the box OF.
fice," she said.
said Marjorie, and Mrs. Wellington,
not noting that Mrs. Whitcomb had
come out of her berth and fallen into
line, fAswered sharply:
81 don't know. She's been there
forever. I'm sure it's that cat OF a
Mrs. Whitcomb."
Good morning. Mrs. Mallory"
snapped Mrs. Whitcomb.
Mrs. Wellington was rather proud
that the random shot landed, but Mar
jorie felt most uneasy between the
two tigresses: Good morning, Mrs.
Whitcomb,' she said. There was
disagreeable silence, broken finally by
Mrs. Wellington's: "Oh, Mrs. Mallory,
would you be angelic enough to hook
my gown"
"Of course 1 WILL" said Marjorie
MAY | hook your" said Mrs. Whit
comb.
You're awfully kind" said Mar
jorie, presenting ner shoulders to
Mrs. Whitcomb, who asked with mali.
cious sweetness: why didn't your
husband do this for you this morn
ing?"
IL don't remember" Marjorie
stammered,- and Mrs. Wellington
tossed over-shoulder an apothegm:
Hes no husband till he's hook-bro-
ken"
Just then Mrs. Fosdick came out OF
her stateroom. Seeing Mrs. Whit
combs waist agape, she went at it
with a brief, Good morning, every
body. Permit me"
Mrs. Wellington twisted her head to
say Good morning" and to ask, Are
you hooked, Mrs. Fosdick?"
'Not yet" pouted Mrs. Fosdick.
Turn round and back up" said
Mrs. Wellington. After some maneu-
yering, the women formed a complete
circle, and fingers piled hooks and
tyes in a veritable Ladies' Mutual Aid
Society. ss.xas,.. s...
BY now, Wedgewood was ready to
appear in bathrobe about as gaudy
as the royal standard OF Great Brit
ain. He stalked down. the aisle, and
answered the male chorus's CHEEKY
Good morning" with a ramlike
"Baw." II 'gQs
ia Lathrop felt amiable even to-.
ward the foreigner, and he observed:
GLORIOUS morning this morning"
II dare say" growled Wedgewood.
81 don't go in much for mawnings-
especially when have no tub"
wellington felt called upon to
sque,ch him: "You Englishmen never
had a real tub till we Americans sold
'em to you.'
II dare say" said Wedgewood in
differently. you sell 'em. We use
'em. But, do. you know, I've just
thought out ripping idea. shall
have my cold bath this mawning after
ALL"
what are you going to do?'
growied Lathrop. Crawl in the ice
water tank?"
"Oh, dear, no. I shouldn't be let. -
and he produced from his pocket a
rubber hose. Il simply atfix this lit
tie tube to one end of the spigot and
wave the sprinklah hyah over my
er-my person"
Lathrop stared at him pityingly, and
demanded: What happens to the wa
ter, them"
What do l carer" said Wedge
wood
"You burned fool, you'd flood the
car"
Wedgewoods high hopes withered
II hadn't thought of that he sighed
II suppose must continue Just as
am till l reach San Francisco. The
first thing l shall order tonight viii
be four cold tubs and a lemon
squash"
While the men continued to max,
themselves presentable in huddIe
the hook-and-eye society at the othe
end of the car finished with the fou
waists, and Mrs. Fosdick hurriet
away to KEEP her tryst in the dining
Car. The three remaining relapset
into dreary attitudes. Mrs. yelling
ton shook the knob of the forbiddinl
door, and turned to complain: "Wha
m uAaverls se..e ails tho a-Aatnr4 81