Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1913-12-11
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going over me. She's in boarding
school now"
ooh, no, she's not!" he remarked
picking up the coifee-pot. 1T seems
that met her on the train somewhere
or other the day before yesterday, and
ran of with her and married her!"
sat back on the rug speechless.
Don't tell me the way of the wicked is
hard; the wicked get all the fun there
is out of life, and as far as can see,
it's the respectable Gin at ten O'Clock
and up at seven" part OF the wicked's
family that has all the trouble and
does the worrying.
IF we could only keep 1t hidden for
few days!" | said But, of course,
the papers win get it, and just now,
with columns every day about Miss
Patty's clothes"
Her what?"
"And all the princes OF the blood
sending presents, and the king not ia
voring It very much"
what are you talking about?
About Miss Jennings wedding.
Don't you read the newspaper"
He hadn't really known who she was
up to that minute. He put down the
tray and got up.
Il hadn't connected her with the
the newspaper, Miss jennings" he
said, and lighted cigarette over the
lamp. Something in his face startled
me, must say.
You're not going to give up now?"
asked. got up and put my hand on
his arm, and | think he was shaking.
IF you do, Pll--I'll go out and drown
myself, head down. in the spring"
He had been going to run away
saw it then-but he put a hand over
mine. Then he looked at the door
where Miss Patty had gone out and
gave himself shake.
I'll stay" he said. Wen fight it
out on this line If it takes all summer,
Minnie. After all, what's blue blood
to good red blood?"
Which was almost what the bishop
had said!
Mr.. Moody took indigestion that
night-not but that he always had it,
but this was worse-and Mrs. Moody
came to my room about two o'clock
and knocked at the door.
You'd better come" she said.
There's no doctor, and he's awful
bad"
We went down to Mr.. Moody's room,
and he was sitting up in bed with his
knees drawn up to his chin and hot
water bottle held to him.
Look at your work, woman" he
said to me when opened the door
"Tm dying!"
you look sick" / said. going over
to the bed. 1t never does to cross
them when they get TO the water-bottle
stage. 'The pharmacy clerks gone to
a dance over at Trimble's, but | guess
can find you some whisky"
Il never touch the stuff and you
both know it," he snarled.. He had a
fresh pain just then and stopped,
clutching up the bottle. Besides" he
finished, when it was over. Il haven't
got any whisky"
Well, to make long story short, we
got him to agree to some whisky from
the pharmacy, with drop of pepper
mint in it, IL he could wash it down
with spring water so it wouldn't dc
any harm.
put on some stockings of Mrs
Moody's and petticoat and shawl
and started for the spring house.
1t was still showing, and part of the
time Mrs. Moody's stockings were up
to their knees. The wind was blowing
hard, and when l rounded the corner
Of the house my lantern went out.
stood there In the storm. with the
shawl Tapping, thanking heaven / was
a single woman, and about ready to
go back and tell Mr. Moody what I
thought of him when ! looked toward
the spring-house.
At first thought it was afre. then