The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1914-10-09

ness; particularly opera OF a spec
tacular nature requiring large and
good-looking chorus
Upon the billboards there appeared
the flaming pictures and large type
announcing the coming of a much
talked-of musical extravaganza. Pass
ing the box-office Mr. Scarlet was un-
able TO resist the purchase of seat
The next morning as he donned
his waistcoat single thread broke
and a button fell to the floor,
Great Scott" he exclaimed. 81
can't go into court with a button of"
Perhaps l can fasten it," smiled
PAMELA.
With sigh of relief he tore off the
~aistcoat, handing it to her as she re-
turned with needle and thread. Then
he went to the library to collect some
papers,
After sewing on the button. Mrs.
Scarlet gave the waistcoat shake.
A small envelope containing a matt
nee ticket fluttered to her feet
Snatching up her scissors she cut
down a postal card to the exact size
of the ticket. Inserting the counter
felt she sealed the envelope
: Precisely at two o'clock Francis
Scarlet, with flower in his button
hole. entered the theater lobby. Tear.
ing open the envelope he drew out the
bogus ticket.
What in thunder is this," he er
claimed.
For some weeks small articles and
loose coin had disappeared from the
Office Suspicion lay between the
clerks and the ianitor.
Having an acquaintance with the
opera house manager he explained the
circumstances, with view to catch
ing the thief.
do you remember the location Of
your seatg" he inquired
NO s; Row L; Center"
go in and enjoy the show" sug
gested the manager 'Ill watch fol
the culnrit"
Shortly well-dressed lady present
ed ticket No 5; Row 1; Center.
At sign from the manager an OH
GER approached
Guess you'll have to come long
with me, lady"
"Sir!"
You're under arrest" he affirmed
BY this time the attention OF the
late comers was attracted and crowd
blocked the entrance.
Come, hurry her out of here" com
manded the manager
I'm Mr.. Scariet's wife," informed
PAMELA
you can tell that to the sergeant
sneered the policeman
Before she knew It she was rattlina
down the street in the patrol wagon
At the station-house she failed to con
vince any one Of her identity. Dire
threats of vengeance, and pleadings
that would melt a stone made little
impression upon the sergeant. The
most she gained was permission to sill
in his Office until Mr.. Scarlet ar
peared
Hello! Yes. this is the police sta
ticn. That you. Mr.. Scarlet? We
got her safe enough. Says she Is
your wife What's that? Wife gone
to club meeting. oh. yes, I'll hold
her till Monday morning. Good-by.'
Calling the matron, the sergeant
gave orders to nave the nrisonar hold
for trial.
Back to his seat went Mr.. Scarlet
for the final act BY the time he
reached home it was nearly eight
O'Clock. The telephone bell was ring
Ing furiously as he entered the house
"Hello,"
This is the police-station," an.
swered the sergeant THE lady has
club membership cards with your
wife's name"
why didn't she show them in the
first placer" interrupted Scarlet
She's trying to fool you"
Says she didn't think of It," con. !
tinued the sergeant. "Of course she
is lying, but you'd better come down !
and see about It,"
Securing cab Scarlet drove to the
station at breakneck pace.
When he entered the sergeant's Of
fice PAMELA threw herself into his
arms. exclaiming:
"Francisl how could you do It?
Take me away from here"
It's all mistake. sergeant. Come.
PAMELA"
Not word was said till they were
nearly home.
Pamelia's hand stole quietly into
his. Cautiously he gave it gentle
squeeze.
PAMELA" said Francis. "did YOU
AXE that ticket out OF my pocket?"
Yes" she timidly replied.
We'll, guess after this. If you can
'pare the time from the clubs, we'd
'etter attend matinees together"
III going to resign from every one
II them" aha raDlfad