The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1913-12-13

I and noticed that the signor looked
on while she washed up.
didn't sorrow with Kate persuad-
ing me to drive them as far as Hun
dred Mile. The sound of her voice
stampedes me every time, but when
the dago tries to stroke my ears. he
was too numerous, 30 held his head
In the bucket until he began to sub
side. ! don't take to him a whole lot
From when Id finished the horses.
till nigh on shutdown, the music Ia
pered OF. and got more and more
ratified. >Atla walked right In.
Shed black dress. indecent round
the shoulders. and bright star on her
brow. She stood with the swine's
arms around her. until at the sight OF
me he shrank of. guilty as hell. There
was nary flicker of shame or fear to
her, but she just stood there looking
SO grand and beautiful that my breath
caught in my throat. why, JESSE"
she said, her voice all soft with Joy,
I'm so glad you've come to see. It's
the great scene. the remuneration.
Come, Salvador. from Thy people shall
be-"
l twisted him by the ear iLto my
cabin, he talking along like gramo-
phone. ] set him down on the stool.
myself on the bunk. inspecting him
while cut baccy, and had a pipe. II
let him fight me with guns. she'd
make hero of him. II hoofed him
into the cold or otherwise waited him
to the dago paradise. she'd make a vii
lain of me.
You wrote an opery." says l.
He explains with bis tongue. his
eyes, and both paws waving around
for the time it takes to boil eggs. I'm
not an egg.
You give the leading woman a base
voice?"
He boiled over some more.
80 you got an excuse for coming"
He spread out over the landscape.
''Thinkin'." SEE ], that shed nothin'
more than Trevor to guard her honor"
More talk
But you found her married with
man."
He wanted to go alone to civiliza-
ton.
You stay here" says. "and Saliva.
tor, you're going to earn your board"
vi.
l amt claiming that this Salvador
actually earned his grub this month.
He can clean stables now without be-
ing kicked into curry hash; he eau
chop water holes through ice, and has
only parted with one big toe up to
date; he can buck fire-wood IL tend
him with spurs and quirt; but his dish
washing needs more rehearsals, and
he amt word perfect yet at scrubbiug
floors. He's less fractions and slothful
since he was up-ended and spanked
in presence of lady, but on the other
hand, there's a lack of Joy. cheerful
ness, and application.
| sent a cable message by Tearfui
George to the song and dance artist
who's running the swines' opery. just
inquiring if he'd RENTED Salvador to
collect my wife The reply is indig.
nant to say that the swine is liar.
Likewise there's a paragraph in the
Vancouver papers about the illustrious
young composer. Salvador Miami. who's
it seems. into the wilds.
His wife is desolated. his kids Is fran
tic, the Salvatore, musical society. is
offering rewards, which may come In
useful, and the rest of mankind throws
fits. This paper owns up that the de
parted is careless and absent-minded.
and | juet pause to observe that he |
hasn't made my bed. He'll have some |
CURT for supper.
AS to my wife. she'd never believe
that the swine wasn't sent to fetch her.
or that he's deserted his wife and
family. She thinks he's little cock
IG-Sa2- 2&roU 30 N@Ds@'