Bisbee daily review., 1913-11-23

You needn't close it until I've fn- ished talking said. i've done my best for you and you're, Mir. Dick. l hope you appreciate 1t Night after night I've tramped out here through the snow. and lost sleep. and lied my self black In the face-you've no Idea how Eve had to he, Mir. Dick"
 Come in and shut the door. Dick" Mrs. Dick caEzed, "Pm freezing"
 That made me mad.
 Exactly" l said, glaring at her through the snow, bringing you meals that you scorn-oh. yes, you scorn them. What did you do to the basket tonisht7 Look at it, lying there, neg lected in a corner, with p-peTfectly good ham and stewed fruit in 1t"
 All of sudden I felt terrible about the way they had treated the basket, md sat dDwn on the steps and began to cry. remember that, and Mr. Dick sitting down beside me and putting his arm around me and calling me good old Minnie" and for heavens sake not to cry so loud. But I was past caring had a sort of recollec- ton Of his getting me to stand up. and our walking through about 21 miles of snow to the springhouse. When we got there he stood off fin the twilight and looked at me
 I'm sorry, Minnie" he said, T nev. CT dreamed 1t would do that"
 .Do what7''
 Nothing. You're sure you won't for. get?"
 T never forget" said I had got up the steps by this time and was try ing to figure why the springhouse door had two knobs. hadn't any idea what he meant
 Remember" he said, very slowly, ."Thoburn is going to have his party tonight instead of tomorrow. Tell Pierce that. Tonight, not tomorrow. . was pretty well ashamed when got in the springhouse and sat down in the dark. I kept saying over and over to myself, so I'd not forget, ito night, not tomorrow but l couldn't remember what was to be tonight was sleepy, too, and my legs were cold and numb, l remember going into tho pantry for a steamer rug, and sitting down there for minute, with the rug around my knees before started tC the house. And that is all do re | member.
 l was awakened by a terrible ham | mering in the top of my head. reached out for the glass of watel that I always put beside my bed a | night and l touched 8 door-knob in | stead. Then l realized that the knock | ing wasn't all in my head. Ther' was sort of steady movement of fee | on the other side of the door, wiu people talking and laughing. Ant | above it all rose the steady knock | knock of somebody beating on tin
 Cant do it." It was the bishopt voice. T am convinced that nothing l 4.s;s::. IA;:. dynamite will open this tin O lobster"
 Just a moment, bishop" MT. Tho burns voice and the clink of bottles i'T have a can opener somewhere YouIl find the sauce Ia Newburg- i Here, somebody, glass, quick! 1 bottles broken."
 | Did anybody remember to brin salt and pepperr
 Dear MT. Thoburn!" It sounded nlr Miss Cobb. Think of thinking of d thisl"
 | ''The credit is not mine, dear lady, MT. Thoburn said. Where the deuc ifs that corkserewf No. dear. lady man makes his own destiny, but hi birth date remains beyond his COT trol."
 Ladies and gentlemen" somebod said, "to Mr. Thohurn's birthday Dc yond his controll"
 ! There was the clink of glasses. bu I had remembered what 1t had bee that I was to remember. And now wac too late. was trapped in th pantry of my springhouse and Ml Pierce was probably asleep.
 cIutched my aching head and tried [ think I was reused by hearing soms body say that Miss Jennings had n glass. and by steps nearing the pantr! I had just time to slip the bolt
 "Pantry's Iocked!" said a voice.
 "Drat that Minniei" somebody saif The girls a nuisance"
 "Hnshl" Miss Summers said. ~she' probably in there now-taking dow what we say and what we eat Cor victing us out of our own mouths"
 held my breath and the knob rs tied. Then they found a glass for Mis- Patty and forgot the pantry.
 Under cover of the next burst ( noises tried the pantry window. br it was frozen shut Nothing but hammer would have loosened 1t I b gan to dig at it wsth a wire hairpgl : but hadn't much hopa The fun in the sprfpghouse was geS ting fast and furious. Miss Summer was leaning against the pantry doc and judged that most of the men il the room were around her. as usual. put my ear to the panel of the door and could pretty nearly see what wa going on. They were toasting Mfr. Tho burn, and getting hungrier every miu ute as the supper was put out on tn card tables.
 ~To the bottle." somebody said